She sits thinking about the day she made the decision almost 20 years ago to get her first pet in her new home. It was a very warm August Saturday and her new home was quiet and a little lonely. It was that day she felt a tug, a sense of urgency, a pull to go on the search to find her best friend. Reaching for the newspaper, searching the section for animals for sale, she started out on her adventure for the day.
Finding several ads for the kind of pet she wanted, she started making phone calls to inquire about the ads. Having several leads in hand, she left to visit each place to see if she might find that special friend.
With two places behind her, she begins to wonder if she would find her best friend and bring her home. One more stop for the day and it was a distance away. It would be an hour’s drive. It was getting to be late in the evening; the day was cooling a bit and the sky looking a little cloudy showing signs of a possible summer storm.
As she drove closer and closer to her destination, she felt that strange pull again, that feeling of urgency. The feeling became one of need and not of want; a need to save her best friend instead of wanting to find her best friend.
Turning down an unpaved, dusty road that seem to never end; she felt nervous, excited as she neared the address that was listed in the paper. There within site was an older looking farm house surrounded by older looking trees that appeared to be weeping with sadness, and younger looking ones ready for what life had laid out for them. She turned into the dusty driveway and quickly exited the car with great anticipation.
She walked closer to the home, and from around the corner appeared an older woman ready to greet her with a smile and a handshake. This woman took her around to the back where she could see several fenced in dog lots with different dogs of all sizes and colors. She proceeded to tell the women she was there to respond to the ad concerning cocker spaniel puppies.
The woman led her to the far lot, close to a small blue and white barn. There in the lot were what looked like little round balls of fur with very little, short legs. Puppies running up and down the fence wanting to make sure they were seen, eager to play with anyone who would pet them. She walked up and down the outside of the lot looking at all the energetic, happy puppies willing to make their way into someone’s heart.
She still felt the pull, she felt she was at the right place but felt no connection to any off the puppies that were before her. Sadness began to fall on her heart as she turned to walk back to the other lots. As she turned her eyes caught something up against the fence in the corner. There laid a small ball with blond fur, laying there watching her as she walked by, eye’s followed, but the ball of fur never moved. She stopped to see a pair of very sad brown eyes staring back at her. Her heart pounded really hard as she asked the women “why is this one not playing and running with the others?” The reply was simply “oh, she doesn’t do much, but lay there, she isn’t very social.” Without a second thought, she said “that is the one I want.” The women looked shocked and perplexed at her comment. “Are you sure,” the woman replied, “we have many others?”
She knew this was the one and could not get to her fast enough. The woman pushed her way through into the fence with all the other balls of fur fighting for her attention. The woman picks up the puppy and handed this sad ball of fur to the woman on the other side of the fence.
Snuggled up close to her on the car seat, on a fuzzy blanket; the blond, sad looking ball of fur fell sound asleep. As she drove away she knew she had found what she had come for. She knew at that moment she had found her best friend, little did she know at that time, that her best friend was very sick and need help.
She drove straight to the vet to have her best friend looked at and taken care of. The vet confirmed what she already knew; something wasn’t right with her new friend. After many weeks of treatment and tender loving care her best friend was running, playing, and a ball of energy just like the other puppies she had seen that day. She will never forget the vet’s words that day “if you had not found her when you did, she would not have made it another two days.”
There were many memories; ups and down, sickness and healthy days, new play mates and lots of adventures, but nothing would ever replace the day she find her best friend. It was a short twenty years and the memory is still as clear as if it was yesterday. She now knows the urgency; the pull, the tug on her heart were all from the eyes in the corner reaching over the miles that separated them.