Post by Lenny on Aug 8, 2007 18:55:59 GMT -5
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 (you'll want
to share this one with your loved ones and special friends)!
"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 ether
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."
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 (you'll want
to share this one with your loved ones and special friends)!
"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 ether
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."
