November 15, 2017
I woke this morning all toasty warm. It was the best feeling ever and reminded me of when I was just a little puppy with my littermates, when I was still young and innocent. I didn’t see my Mom, she was already in the “rain closet” because I could hear the rain falling or maybe it was the rain from outside, the noise coming through the open window. I felt a little bewildered not seeing Mom, but I could hear my Dad snoring close by and I soon realized I was very safe as I was snuggled close with my older, but the youngest of my brothers, Lincoln. My other brother, Tesla and my cat sister, Miss Bentley, also were close by.
Being born and spending the first months of my life in a puppy mill was very scary and then they sent me to a couple who didn’t want to keep me. I was hurt and I was scared. Maybe more scared than when I was in the puppy mill. Thankfully, a wonderful woman rescued me from the Kill Shelter and I became her foster puppy for many months. Mom has told me how much my foster mom loved me (and still does) and how she helped choose my new Mom and Dad and my new home. I will be forever grateful for my foster mom and the love she gave me until I came to my new forever home. I don’t like to think of what might have happened had this wonderful woman not saved me.
I don’t share this with Mom, but sometimes I have puppy nightmares of those nights from my past. But, I think Mom knows when I am scared and she hears me whimpering in my sleep. She must stay awake all the time, as she always seems to be there to reach out to soothe me, rubbing my back and whispering to me and I settle. I’m sleeping and don’t see Mom do this, but I feel the comfort coming over me and I know she is close by. Sometimes, I see them, Mom and Dad, doing the same with Porsche when she is having a coughing spell or whimpering in her sleep. I am pretty sure that is why Porsche sleeps behind Dad’s pillow so she is within hand’s reach during the night. She is such a brave sister and I realize that I too, can be a brave puppy.
Yes, I am one blessed puppy. I am surrounded by those who love me and every day I experience unconditional love (even when I forget my potty training!) Who would have thought a scared little puppy could ever feel this special. My life is good and being next to Lincoln this morning reminded me how I am now safe, protected and yes, loved.
Good night all.. Sleep well. Know you too are loved.








