So after much thought, I started my search. The on-line sites really frustrated me. The application process required turning over your first born and it seemed you were really boxed in with respect to making an informed intelligent decision on which dog you would like. Most/many were out of state dogs and the whole ordeal was just THAT - an ordeal.
After questioning a few people who had been through rescue adoptions, I located an organization http://www.companionpetrescue.com/ that rounded up dogs from something called kill shelters. Apparently there are a LOT of homeless dogs in the south of our country and the solution is to euthanize those unlucky enough to be captured and placed in a kill shelter. I found out there was an adoption event in the far Northwest of our state on August 7th and I decided to check it out.
At this point, I had not even told my husband I was thinking of getting a dog. So I had to get past that hurtle first. Surprisingly - that wasn't too difficult. I decided to take only Michael to the adoption site and we set out at 8:50 on Saturday morning. Who knew Northwest Connecticut was so far away!!! Yikes! It was a good hour and 45 minutes. But after only one wrong turn, we arrived at our destination.
Now mind you, I spent a good part of the ride talking to Michael about choosing carefully, the possibility of walking away without a dog, blah, blah, in one ear and out the other...
So we walk into the designated area and Michael makes a beeline to a pen with 2 tiny puppies in it.
"I want THAT one over there!!" "Not yet you don't."
"Yes, I do." "Mike, you haven't even looked at the other puppies!"
"I don't need to. I want the one over there." "NO - we need to look at other dogs. What if there's another one you like better?" "There won't be." "Mikeeeee."
"Okkkkkk." Mom - round one!
"How about this one, Mike?" "No."
"This one's cute, Mike." "I want that one over there."
Sigh, "Let's hold this cute black puppy." "Let's hold that black and white one over there."
And so - we adopted that one over there. Her name is Daisy and you know what? That one over there was the right one. She is an absolute angel and I am MADLY in love. I sense Daisy will be providing me many years of joy. Joy watching my oldest grow up with his dog. Joy because Daisy loves ME!!! Joy because all 3 kids AND Dad love Daisy. Joy because Daisy will be a part of our memories from this moment on.
It just occurred to me that dogs can live a long time. At the very least - 10 years! That means that 8 Augusts from now, Michael will be going away to college. And Daisy? She'll be home taking care of Michael's weeping Mom. Thank god for that one over there.
And OHBTW? Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. I LOVE YOU DAISY!