Snowball

Labor Day, 2007

Lane and I were going to barbecue some steaks and have baked potatoes and asparagus on the side. We needed some supplies, so Lane went out to our local Safeway. A few minutes after Lane left, I got a call from him.

Ring-ring

“Hi sweetie”

“Honey, you need to get over here right away!”

“Why?”

“A family out front is selling two puppies. One of them licked my hand and I knew he was meant for YOU!”

Here we go again about the dogs, I thought to myself

“OK, I’ve got a few things I need to finish up. I’ll see you in a few minutes”

“Make it quick!”

Apparently I didn’t make it quick enough. I heard him pull up to the driveway of our house. He got out and made a beeline for the front door. He yanked the front door open and said “Get in the van!”

Stunned silence
.
“OK, I’m coming!”

A minute later we were at Safeway. I thought it was rather strange to sell animals in front of a grocery store, but I’m sure stranger things have happened.

“Here he is” said Lane

He was adorable. Only three months old and white as the driven snow. The family explained that the he was a Shih-Tzu/Pomeranian mix. When I reached out to pet him, he licked my hand. I felt the same electrical charge that Lane must have felt.

THIS IS MY DOG

The family selling him wanted $200. Since I didn’t have the cash on hand, I RAN to the ATM, withdrew the cash, RAN back (relieved that the puppy was still there), handed him the money, and said thank you.

THAT WAS IT? THAT WAS IT! WE NOW HAVE A DOG!

On the drive home, I held him in my lap. He needed a name, so I gave him one. Snowball. I told him I would love him forever.

It took a few days, but Snowball and I formed a permanent bond. He also bonded with Lane, but he really was more my dog.

He and I have gone out for rides in the car, walks in the neighborhood, and playing with the ball. When Lane passed away, he was never far from my side. With him, the meaning of the word “love” took on a new dimension. Words cannot adequately explain how grateful I am for his companionship. If you have ever loved a companion animal, then you already know.

I will forever strive to be the person my dog thinks I am.

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