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  •  labradog (18+ / 0-)

    Your description of that drive is so spot on, it's amazing! When we lost our Sugar dog, a mellow little thing part German Shepherd and part Pitt Bull, we were beside ourselves for weeks. Just despondent.

    One morning I got up and the picture of myself getting a new dog was in my mind, the pull was so strong that I went to find mr.u to tell him what I had to do. He was in the tub and before I could speak he said, "We have to find a dog, Sugar wants us to".

    We got ready and left the house just driving down Main St. We pulled into WalMart's parking lot and sure enough there was someone giving away puppies. We went straight to a beautiful little girl, part German Short Hair and part Labrador Retriever. She was ours in a hot second. Her buddy Joey, a little rough coated Jack found us after being abandoned in a snow storm.

    It's funny how it works. Magic.

    "The scientific nature of the ordinary man is to go on out and do the best you can." John Prine

    by high uintas on Mon Mar 18, 2013 at 08:36:21 AM PDT

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    •  RIP Sugar, High Uintas! (8+ / 0-)

      I remember her well, even though she and our Meggie had some issues! Glad you have two new furry kids! And CityLightsLover, so sorry about Karma. Sometimes it's easier when the situation is so dire there's no questioning the decision -- but it's never ever a happy decision to have to make. Although I'm not religious in the mainstream sense, I totally and absolutely believe in the Rainbow Bridge. Hope that thought comforts you and all the others who have lost furry friends...

      "We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are." Anais Nin

      by SuWho on Mon Mar 18, 2013 at 08:50:19 AM PDT

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    •  I've had a dozen dogs. (3+ / 0-)
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      All retrievers - vigorous, handsome, studly, sweet, fearless, doe-eyed, deep chested, darling, blockhead galoots.

      Any other dog was far from my mind when I glanced past the shelter dog of the week.

      Three days later, I've made the acquaintance for life of 18 lbs. of a wee bastard of a terrier.

      Now I drift to sleep with a confectioner's quality black Lab stretched against me, and the little terrier snuggling under my arm. Oh, and Mrs.labradog is around, somewhere, too.

      Look for it when you can.
      Surrender to it when you must.

      I'm the plowman in the valley - with my face full of mud

      by labradog on Mon Mar 18, 2013 at 12:55:44 PM PDT

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