I am a volunteer at the Golden Valley Animal Humane Society who loves to fold thank-you letters, walk dogs, and wash towels. Sometimes a gal just needs a bit of 'dog lovin' after stuffing thank-you letters and that was the case that day as I walked down the adoption aisle, talking to the dogs in that voice I save only for them. When I saw Stormy, it was not one of those “our eyes met and for a moment time stood still” first encounters. The 10-year-old cocker spaniel was in dire need of a hair cut. As he was led into his new kennel trembling and scared, I whispered to my friend, Lyle (also a volunteer), “who is ever going to adopt that dog?” His answer, “you'd be surprised.” After talking to several of the other dogs, I returned to stuffing thank-you letters.
The next week, it was my turn to walk dogs. (Walking the dogs gives me great pleasure and can't hurt the waistline either – I can hope, right?) It turned out that the older dog Stormy was still in his kennel, sleeping, but immediately came to me when I called out to him. I took him out and he was completely delightful on our walk. He did not pull, but walked right by my side. I couldn't help but spend a few extra minutes with him. At some point, he even sat on my lap and seemed oh-so-friendly. I thought, “could this be the dog for me?”
Well, the rest, as they say, is history. Two days later, I adopted him. I can honestly say it was the happiest day of my life (and to put this in perspective, I've been a bride on two occasions – don't they say this event is the happiest day in a girl's life?) Not to be gushy, but Franklin (new home – new name) is everything I have ever wanted in a dog plus so much more. He is calm yet energetic, lovable and loyal. My only struggle has been my friends encouraging me to take vacations in the hope that they will be the lucky one to care for Franklin while I am gone! Oh, and just in case you are wondering, "what if there is a third time" – Franklin walking me down the aisle will be the 'second' happiest day in my life.