I’m teary eyed writing this post, but Tallulah now walks without effort beside her canine buddies in heaven. You can see by her stance that she’s reached a point of discomfort, and our veterinarian agreed we’d made the right decision to euthanize her before untreatable pain made her life miserable. We adopted her after she’d turned three, and I miss my shadow of eleven years. I live with three great men and realized long ago that a doggy by my side completed my perfect life. Tallulah filled that gap with quiet, loving, loyal companionship.
Tallulah will forever be in our hearts, and she’d agree that all dogs deserve a loving family providing care and comfort.
Covid 19 brought challenges to finding a new furry member of our family. I passed the word and signed on with no less than eight rescue organizations, but in the end, a blast from the past came through. We hosted many kid sleepovers and a parent knew a woman with rescue connections. She got word that Maggie was being surrendered and could come directly to us on a foster-first basis. At 4.5 months, she’d had no shots and little training. Maggie is a quick learner and a joy to have in our lives. The woman who began our successful search wrote in a letter to the rescue, “If I died, this is the family I’d want to take my dog.” I consider that the ultimate compliment.
Mr. Spock’s devotion helped ease the transition. We’re doing our best to make him not feel displaced. So far, the only issue is if he’s moving and Maggie spots him. She’s not exhibited predator aggression, so I hope in my next post I can show them as buddies.
Threats forced her to flee Seattle. Honor binds him to Montana. A second chance at love tethers them together.
If you enjoy smoldering romance, mercenary villains, and rescued animals, you’ll love escaping again to Emma Springs, Montana.