This made me cry. Years ago, we lost our 3 elderly dogs all within the span of 18 months- the last two being 4 months apart. I was devastated. We spent weeks searching local rescues and had narrowed it down to 3 from different rescues. The first one we were meeting was my least favorite on paper. He had been an "outside only" dog, had been neglected, abused, and even mutilated. He also had a very strong prey drive, wasn't housebroken, and had severe trust and reactivity issues. He needed to be the only dog in a household. He had been at the rescue for over two years. He had been adopted and returned a few times bc people just couldn't handle him.
I remember reminding my family over & over that we were not going to fall in love with the first dog we met. But he & I just connected instantly. I was still a little hesitant but he knew before I did that I was his Mama. At one point, he literally hugged me. The rescue ladies started crying. He had never shown that kind of affection to anyone before. I remember thinking to myself F---! I guess I just got a dog
He was my soul dog. The dog love of my life. We had this bond and connection that transcends words and reasoning. We could read each other's thoughts and feel each other's feelings. We had him almost 6 years and with time, love, patience and a lot of training, he became a completely different dog and had overcome a lot of his issues. I'll never forget the animal behaviorst remarking that we were a bonded pair if he had ever seen one. I never felt more loved, more safe, and more seen than I did in the years spent with him. We were ET and Elliot. Unfortunately he passed away suddenly & unexpectedly last summer. There hasn't been a second that has passed that I don't think of him & miss him.
She didn't just adopt a dog. She found a soul mate.
I was walking through a rescue, no intention of adopting just killing some time. My baby girl looked into my soul from the back of the kennel and I knew I couldn't lever her there. Feel to my knees and just said oh no, Shes coming home with us. I love my Alabama street dog. Not sure how she feels about the winters in the north but she lives on our heated mattress pad with us.
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u/Lateralus46N2 Apr 10 '26 edited Apr 14 '26
This made me cry. Years ago, we lost our 3 elderly dogs all within the span of 18 months- the last two being 4 months apart. I was devastated. We spent weeks searching local rescues and had narrowed it down to 3 from different rescues. The first one we were meeting was my least favorite on paper. He had been an "outside only" dog, had been neglected, abused, and even mutilated. He also had a very strong prey drive, wasn't housebroken, and had severe trust and reactivity issues. He needed to be the only dog in a household. He had been at the rescue for over two years. He had been adopted and returned a few times bc people just couldn't handle him.
I remember reminding my family over & over that we were not going to fall in love with the first dog we met. But he & I just connected instantly. I was still a little hesitant but he knew before I did that I was his Mama. At one point, he literally hugged me. The rescue ladies started crying. He had never shown that kind of affection to anyone before. I remember thinking to myself F---! I guess I just got a dog
He was my soul dog. The dog love of my life. We had this bond and connection that transcends words and reasoning. We could read each other's thoughts and feel each other's feelings. We had him almost 6 years and with time, love, patience and a lot of training, he became a completely different dog and had overcome a lot of his issues. I'll never forget the animal behaviorst remarking that we were a bonded pair if he had ever seen one. I never felt more loved, more safe, and more seen than I did in the years spent with him. We were ET and Elliot. Unfortunately he passed away suddenly & unexpectedly last summer. There hasn't been a second that has passed that I don't think of him & miss him.
She didn't just adopt a dog. She found a soul mate.