Life is just not the same

I knew it wouldn’t be.  I don’t ever expect it will be.  I dipped my toe into the pond of possibility and looked into adopting another dog; was actually feeling excited about it, and because of human being errors, it didn’t happen.  I was crushed…and so I’ve pulled back into my shell, and will wait.  Don’t be disappointed in me boy; I’ve not given up.  I’m just sitting here in limbo, letting the rest of the world go by.  Keep watching over me.

About danielle

I am a rescue mom and school teacher. Gerry came to me from Texas, after he "failed" as a hunting dog. He had NOT had an easy life. I was three years divorced, and we saved each other. Last week I learned he has osteosarcoma. Our world feels upside down...while everyone else is right side up.
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5 Responses to Life is just not the same

  1. paws120 says:

    Gerry has somebody special in mind… don’t you doubt that for a moment. Sometimes the things that are not meant to be just aren’t seen in their true light until the time is right.
    If I had taken in that beautiful Cornish Rex that I totally fell in love with I would never have had room for Huck. He was at my front door, and he was just amazing. I wanted him so badly… I took him to a local vet that could not find a chip on him. I posted him online, still nothing. My mind was made up that it was meant to be. I took him back to the vet for a check up, worming, and shots and low and behold.. after $200.00 somebody scanned him one more time just for the heck of it.. “beep beep”, he was chipped. They gave me the chip number and I took him home to research it. After several calls I was connected with his owner, who was elderly. I packed him up and my heart was happy and sad at the same time. When I got him to her house, as soon as I layed eyes on her I knew that I had done the right thing. About a month later Huckleberry “stray feral kitty” needed help.. and so the story goes. I love Huck so much, and I knew then that things happened for a reason. I hope this silly story helps you. I am smiling as I type it 💖
    I LOVE your picture, by the way. Sending you a big hug!
    Jackie and Hucklemonster 💖

    • danielle says:

      Thank you for your story. I can connect; believe me. Gerry, my boy, was a result of a delay as well. If you look back at my earlier posts, you’ll discover the why of it all.
      Thank you for the reply. I know I needed to hear from a Tripawd member when I posted the entry. It heartens me to know you made a connection to my entry. Had I not HAD to have surgery, I wouldn’t have met my guy. It was a miracle beyond my wildest dreams….and then osteosarcoma decided to do with us otherwise.
      I’m living with hope, and patience.
      Danielle

  2. jerry says:

    I am so sorry for the heartache. But I totally believe that things happen for a reason, nothing is by accident. Gerry is getting the right doggie sent your way and when you least expect it, there she or he will be. Stay strong.

    (((hugs)))

  3. danielle says:

    I believe in Gerry.
    I believe in Jerry.
    Thank you.

  4. benny55 says:

    First of all, I am sooooo thrilled to hear you “dipped your toe into the pond of possibility “!

    Charlie must be grinning ear to ear!! He KNOWS this is all unfolding as it should!! He just wanted you to realize you ARE ready to let some joy back into your life. He wants that for you so badly. He needed to see you wanted it now too.

    That was a lovely story Jackie shared. Glad it reson.

    So here’s my “The Universe is in Charge” story. A couple of months after my Hapoy Hannah crossed over, a ten month old tripawd Bull Mastiff (as was Hapoy Hannah) was up for adoption in Chicago. I live in Virginia. The tripawd family here was already to make transport happen. My tripawd ,family started sending the rescue emails vouching I would be a good owner for this sweet pup.

    Clearly, this was supposed to be the dog the Universe picked for me, right?

    Without going into detail, the “Rescue” was …well….hmmm…..not very receptive to seeing this dog adopted! Obstacles were thrown up, obstacles were overcome. I eventually decided this was “not to be for whatever reason.

    It took the wind out of my sails for a short time, but I knew I had to have another dog in my life.

    Amd that’s where Merry Myrtle comes in…..and then Frankie (my adopted tripawd). Myrtle, at four years old, is now completely blind because of glaucoma striking brutally and quicly several months ago. As much as I needed these two, they needed me, and they needed each other.

    Everything happens for a reason…..but you know that. Now let’s see who Charlie REALLY has in store for you!!

    Lots of love!

    Sally and Alumni Happy Hannah and Merry Myrtle and Frankie too!

    PS…..Probably at least half the people here have gone through similar situations. The “first” dog they thought was meant for them, wasn’t. The second one was!! Actually, sometimes itt was the third one!

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