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A quote: “We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.” ~~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
I’ll start with a story …
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He grinned, “First day of retirement, first project.”
“A puppy?”
“Meet Zeus.”
She looked askance at the two-pound fluffball, “Zeus. Really.”
It was a whirlwind … really … as Zeus made himself family. Long walks where they held hands again as Zeus explored. Cuddles on the couch, even necking.
The honeymoon lasted 5 years, until even Zeus’ antics couldn’t keep cancer from the door.
After the funeral, Zeus crawled up on the couch, laying his head on her lap looked up with the same questioning gaze he had that first meeting.
She smiled through tears, “Just you and me, kid.”
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Now, it’s your turn.
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Cameron says: Dad looked down at me. “You’ve been pretty busy these past few months. Been saving up?”
I nodded. “Close to six hundred now.”
He smiled proudly. “Very good. You’ve been learning about holding off and saving for something you wanted. I was talking to Mr. McAlister. Seems like you’ve been doing a lot of yard work for him.” He pointed behind me and I saw the puppy looking up at me expectantly.
“This is her, right? Mr. McAlister said that dog was bonded to you. Looks like your work paid off.”
She and I were inseparable ever since that day.
He was just a wiggly little thing with a wet nose and big sorrowful eyes that suggested more than a little bloodhound, although his overall conformation was beagle. Ted Alandale hadn’t been planning to get a dog, just drop by the Humane Society with the check for the convention’s charity auction.
But there the little guy was, being led past the front desk by a volunteer who couldn’t be out of high school. The receptionist must’ve noticed Ted’s interest, because she leaned forward and said in a low voice, “That’s another surrender. We’re getting a lot of them, what with the way things are these days. Lose your job, have to move to cheaper digs, and the landlord says no pets.”
“And you’re not getting as many adoptions because people aren’t confident about their situation.” The slight nod was all Ted needed to put together the consequences.
His wallet was in his hand before he’d even consciously formed the intention. “How much is the adoption fee? I’m taking him home.”
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