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Par2: Puppy size 2006-04-12 -- A.N. Other Puppy Size:
This is one of the neatest stories I've ever heard. You will
know precisely what this little girl is talking about at the end!
"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been
back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been
weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the
volunteer. "What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.
"Puppy size!" replied the mother. "Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for." "I
know...we have seen most of them," the mom said in frustration...
Just then Danielle came walking into the office "Well, did you find one?" asked her mom. "No, not this
time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?" The two women looked
at each other, shook their heads and laughed "You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately,
there's always a supply," the volunteer said. Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the
door.
"Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said.
Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too
particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration.
"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on
Saturday morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the
smaller dogs.
Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was
an observation
window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted. Danielle walked slowly
from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and
she held each one. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door
and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.
"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. "It's the
puppy size!"
"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.
"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he
sighed," she said. "Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends
on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"!
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't
know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the
child, she did a little of both.
"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come
home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I
would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my
arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face
she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that
makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved
ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot
day.
They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen;
you will be surprised at what you hear. "Life is not measured
by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
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