Arrival Story: My son was dating the daughter of the family who owned Buster's parents. When Buster was born she had to give him mouth-to-mouth rescusitation to bring him back to life. He was the "runt" of the litter.
They decided Buster needed me and let me know he was going bring a "special puppy" to visit me. I instructed both of them NOT to bring any puppy (because I knew I couldn't resist if I saw him.)
I am SO thankful that they were insistent that I meet that "special puppy." One day my son called me to come downstairs so he could show me something. It had been several days since any mention had been made about "the puppy" so I was totally unsuspecting. I went downstairs to discover him holding a tiny, little puppy.
It was love at first sight. I took him and placed him against my chest, holding in one hand. He snuggled right in and won my heart immediately.
14 years later he remains healthy and happy. A few months ago I placed him on a "senior" vitamin and as a result he now acts like a puppy again. He never ceases to amaze me.
He loves all of my family, but is especially protective of me.
Since my husband retired he and Buster have become fast friends. Each morning Buster rides with him to pick up our newspaper. Buster has become his "running buddy" and usually goes with him on all of errands.
We both love Buster with all of our hearts and feel that when God chooses to take him it will be the end of the road for pet ownership. It's such an awesome responsibility that comes with such awesome rewards.
But I've learned to never say never. Every time the local shelter has puppies at the country market I fall in love with one of the puppies, usually a terrier mix.
I guess time will tell, but while my sweet "puppy" Buster is here I think I'll just enjoy every minute we have together.