Today is my favorite Holiday of the year.
Growing up in my family, before every Thanksgiving meal, we’d all sit around the table and my siblings and I would stare at the steaming turkey, homemade fixings, and listen to growling stomachs anticipating the hot meal’s entry. My mother and father would redirect us and ask for each one of us to share at least one thing we are thankful for. Once we passed around our thanks, we’d wait for the “OK” to eat.
The last several months of my life, I have been blessed with people I’ve known as a toddler to new relationships that have evolved in the last couple of months. Everyday I try to give thanks for my abilities, good health, and for what I can do for others. I enjoy sharing what I have to offer to those who appreciate what I have to give.
Thank you to those who have left great impressions on my life and my family. Life is precious and short. Enjoy your day today with friends and family.
Sydney is my first dog I ever got from an animal rescue shelter.
It all started in the summer of 2000. I was on the waiting list for adopting an Australian Shepherd from the Bedford Animal Rescue League. It took about two months for my name to even come close to the top of the waiting list to be contacted. After working in the area of Bedford, NH, I decided to stop at the shelter to see what dogs they had, if any, in their kennels. I walked into where all the dogs were placed. The room echoed with multiple dogs barking at the same time. Only a few kennel doors down, I happened to notice Sydney with a “hold” sign on her kennel door. I immediately went to the front desk to inquire about the Aussie being on “hold”. The volunteer pulled Sydney’s chart and notified me that they were trying to contact the person on the waiting list about the Aussie available for adoption. They left several messages on the person’s answering machine, but hadn’t heard back. I requested to have them unlock the kennel door and allow me to observe her and see if we would be a good match. I spent a good 20 minutes assessing her in the observation room. Sydney knew how to sit (for 2 seconds), climb on furniture, jump on people, run around ignoring anyone in the room, pee when greeted, and found out she wasn’t crate trained. She certainly would be a challenge to train! After careful consideration, I told them I wanted her.
What’s her story? Why was she at the Bedford Animal Rescue League? Well, I was told she was given to a young couple as a gift. The couple was newly married and the woman was pregnant too. Unfortunately, for the couple, Sydney wasn’t their type of dog. This couple couldn’t handle the changes and challenges of training a dog along with getting ready for a newborn. All I can say is “things happen for a reason”. For me, Sydney has been a great delight in my life. She has always been there for me and those she adores. She continues to teach me patience, unconditional love, persistence, trust, and a sense of fun. Sydney has so many fans, friends, and support. Good luck tomorrow, my girl.