August fifteenth, the day started like many others for the little dog, searching for food, traveling, flinching at every loud sound. Lala didn’t understand this world she’d been thrown into, but the giant whirling monsters made her tremble. One of the largest stopped, and she scooted beneath it, determined to hide.
When a man dragged her from her sanctuary and placed her in the arms of a stranger, she tried to keep from shaking. It had been so long since she’d eaten, and she had very little energy. The woman held her close and, for the first time since she’d escaped, she felt safe.
Such was the day that my sister brought Layla into our lives. Her tag said Lala, but we wanted to give her a new name and a new life. We’d tried calling the number on her tag for days and, when no one responded, we tracked down the vet’s tag. Their response, “You won’t hear from the owner, and it sounds like she’s in a better place now.” (We suspect she was part of a puppy mill.)
So, each morning at work the five-year-old Pug comes trotting into the office like she owns the place. (I do the accounting for my sisters’ company.) Our new family member spends the evenings with my sisters, or, on occasion, with me. The expressive little character has gone from skin and bones to a healthy weight, and she’s developed a HUGE appetite for affection.
Okay, I admit it. We spoil her. But she has brought so much joy to our lives. She tips her head in that quizzical way she has, and you can’t help laughing. She takes us for walks, and “Go Potty” is the phrase of the day. (We had a bit of a problem, to begin with. We think she was trained to go on pads in a house)
There’s a lesson here. If you discover an animal that needs you, you just may find that you need them back. Our lives are richer for Layla’s presence, which is just what Ariel discovered in my latest release “Highland Yearning.” Although, Ariel found Scruffy before Layla came into my life.
I’m curious, have any of you found animals that enriched your lives?