I saw that on a headline and my curiosity got the best of me. Hi there, Amanda here. So, I will ask again. How did you meet your fur-friend?
I met my Lucy at a pet store. I had every intention of rescuing a pet and had gone to several adoption events looking for “the one” to no avail. I was scoping petfinder.com everyday, sometimes more than once a day. Feeling defeated and hopeless after yet another adoption event that didn’t have my fur-soul mate, I stopped at the pet store to get food for my turtles and, of course, I looked at the pets.
Cute little rabbits, furry little guinea pigs, quick and crafty mice. Over in the other corner are the loud and colorful birds. Maybe I will get a parrot… I walk over to an enormous red bird and start to read the information sheet in front of her. She is observing me while I am reading, cocking her head from side to side and clucking. She is very beautiful, but I just don’t see it. I can’t see myself sitting on the couch watching a show with my parrot on my shoulder or throwing a ball with my fine, feathered friend. Nope, not a bird.
I went to the back to see the kitties and I heard a quiet little bark. The girl who worked there was holding a tiny, white ball of fur. A squirmy, very-unhappy-about-being-contained, ball of fur. “That dog is cute, what is it?” I asked the clerk. She was telling me the dog was a jack Russell puppy from a breeder in New London. I was trying to be non chalant but I was shaking inside. THAT WAS MY SOUL MATE!!!! I tried to remain cool as I asked about my future companion. “So, how old is he?”
“She is 12 weeks old. She has been here for a while.”
I say, “Well she is very cute.” and the clerk replies with, “Yeah. Everyone thinks she’s cute. Except nobody wants her.” She puts the puppy back inside the puppy area and goes over to another part of the store. I play with this puppy for a little while, go get my turtle food, and leave the store. I am in my car, seatbelt on and key in the ignition, when I make a decision. I am not going home without my dog!
I walk back into the store and say to the girl, “I want her.” She looks up at me, remembers our conversation, and goes to get my love. She hands me the dog and we go over to the counter to fill out paperwork. I am standing there, holding someone who has already become one of the most important people in my life in the last 5 minutes, and I am suddenly crying. I hug my little girl, take a deep breath and pull myself together. So much emotion!! The pet store woman asks me what I will name her and I don’t have an answer. I had always said my next pet would be named Annabel Lee (after the poem by Edgar Allen Poe) but it didn’t fit this lovely lady. “What would you name her?” I asked my new friend, the store clerk. “We have been calling her Lucy,” she responded. “Well, then Lucy she will stay, ” I decided. I bought Lucy a purple collar and we went home together. After we took a selfie in the car, of course 🙂
That was two years ago. And it is true–my Lucy has filled my life with so much love and affection that I can’t believe it took me so long to meet her. Not always so much love and affection as chaos and destruction…someone once called their dog (also Lucy) Lucy Furr, and that name has really stuck. Most days she is just Lucy, though LOL!
So that is how I met the love of my life. I would love to hear other stories about how you found your fur soul mates! Leave me some comments and tell me your tales!!!