Part of saying goodbye to a loved one is moving forward with life. Yes, life goes on. As mine did. It was just too dang quiet, though. I missed the thump, thump, thump of Marley's tail every time I walked through the door. Every time the doorbell rang I listened for his bark - silence. So, I decided to open my mind to the thought of getting another dog - just looking for now. And I am a shelter dog gal, so off to the shelters I went. Tip, don't go to a shelter if you are just "looking." You WILL end up with a pooch because they are needy and lovable and cute, and did I say, needy??? After about two weeks of looking (I did take my time - that is serious time for me!), we brought home 3-month-old "Carrie" and quickly renamed her "Scout." For those who question, "Scout? For a girl dog?," please read the book To Kill a Mockingbird and then come to the realization that Scout ROCKS as a kickass girl's name! All we know about Scout is that she came from Tennessee and landed in Chicago's Anti-Cruelty shelter (she is buggin' me right now - nudging my hand to pet and pet and pet her :) ). They described her as a shepherd mix but this dog is a hound - for sure. Nose into everything, lots of dog "talking," shorter hair. Here are a few shots of her:
We just love her to pieces. She fills the silence. She brings life into forward motion again. And, in finding Scout, I have also found a new calling. I am going to start volunteering with the Anti-Cruelty Society. I always knew I preferred dogs to people...... Anyways, in final homage to my dearest Marley (as this post is about him), I quote one of my favorite authors, "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." Just gotta love that Dr. Seuss. I think of Marley today, running up there in doggie heaven with all of my former dogs, and I smile - he is happy, he is safe, he is loved.
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