Puppy Size

We receive bundles of emails, inspirations and information about animals everyday. Some break your heart and others lift you. We don’t often post them, but this one is so simple and lovely, we thought we’d share it with you. It’s about a little girl visiting a shelter looking for a new four-legged friend.

‘Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We’ve been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this,’ the mother told the volunteer.

‘What is it she keeps asking for?’ the volunteer asked.

‘Puppy size!’ replied the mother

‘Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that’s what she’s looking for.’

‘I know, we have seen most of them,’ said the mum.

Just then Danielle came walking into the office

‘Well, did you find one?’ asked her mum.

‘No, not this time,’ Danielle said with sadness in her voice. ‘Can we come back on the weekend?’

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed

‘You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there’s always a supply,’ the volunteer said.

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll find one this weekend,’ she said.

Over the next few days both Mum and Dad had long conversations with Danielle about her new puppy. They both felt she was being too particular. ‘It’s this weekend or we’re not looking anymore,’ her Dad finally said in frustration.

‘We don’t want to hear anything more about puppy size, either,’ the Mum added.

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning . By now, Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.

Tired of the routine, her mother sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren’t permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.

One by one she said, ‘Sorry, but you’re not the one.’

It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and Danielle carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.

‘Mum, that’s it! I found the right puppy! He’s the one! I know it!’ She screamed with joy. ‘It’s the puppy sigh!’

‘But it’s the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks,’ said her mum.

‘No not size – the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed,’ she said. ‘Don’t you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!’

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.

‘Mum, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,’ she said. Then, holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, ‘Mum, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!’

May all your significant relationships cause you sighs.

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