...And They Call It Puppy Love

When Maggie passed away three years ago, I cried for months and I swore we'd never get another dog. They become an important part of your family unit and it's so hard when they pass on. But Shane and I decided that it wouldn't be fair to deprive our children of the love and joy a dog can bring into your lives....so when Jack began asking about getting a dog, we seriously weighed every option. Would we get a puppy? Did we have the time to dedicate to the demanding needs of a young pup with our two toddlers? What about an older dog, could we adopt one? How would we know an honest history of it's behavior? Would it be able to fit into our home and like our children? Well, we finally decided that an older, mellow, house broken dog would be the best choice for our family. Then through a family friend we found our Molly. It's only been nine days since she came into our lives but we love her so much already. She's everything we were looking and praying for. Sweet, mellow, house broken, and loves our kids. I honestly forgot how happy I was with a dog in the house and how much I missed the companionship of those loyal little creatures. I will always miss Maggie and still tear up when I talk about her but it reminds me of a quote I read once, "We can never know the joy of saying hello, without the sorrow of saying goodbye." And right now our family is feeling the joy.