|Edward and Pamela, someone should paint this picture. Edward is in a contest and I KNOW we all want him to win.*|
Dogs. It is impossible for me to imagine my life without one or more dogs. From the time I was born we had dogs and the parade never stopped.
I know I’ve told you this story before, but today it bears repeating. When Andrea and I arrived in France more than 25 years ago, we were also accompanied by three very large dogs from the SPCA in Bedford, N.Y.
When we went to the shelter, three years before we decided to move to France, it was most definitely not our intention to leave with three dogs. We wanted one perfect dog.
That’s the thing with dogs though, they can see you coming and know they can melt your heart with just the right moves. First there was Chip. (We didn’t name any of the dogs, but we kept their “given” names because we decided they were confused enough by being dumped at the SPCA.)
Chip was some sort of German shepherd mix, a gorgeous dog. When he saw little Andrea walk up to his cage he reached his paw out and put it on her hand. As you can imagine, that was a done deal.
Then I saw a beautiful sort of sheepdog, all white and fluffy, and I wanted her. Her name was Trouble, but I didn’t believe it. Then, one of the workers pointed to another dog who resembled Trouble, “that’s her sister, Precious,” he said. How could we separate sisters?
That day we left with three dogs. And, Trouble was no trouble. She was adorable. All three of them attended our wedding in our garden along with My-Reason-For-Living-In-France’s grouchy old cocker spaniel, Vanka, and Andrea’s French cat, Mimi.
The reprise of our story is to tell you, and I’m certain many of you know and agree, there is something truly magical about finding a wonderful dog inside a cage, eyes filled with hope.
*This brings me to the point of today’s visit down memory lane: Edward, Pamela Terry’s strikingly handsome rescue dog. (He looks like he could have been related to Precious and Trouble.)
Edward needs our votes.
Here then is my dear friend Pamela’s words of explanation: