Thursday, November 17, 2011

This One Is For Robin

Once upon a time in a land called Tejas...

The Farmboy came home one day carrying on about wanting/needing a little Jack Russell he could call his own. He knew what he wanted... a little girl with a smooth coat.  So we decided to go look and see what we could find.


We stopped by our animal shelter first, not thinking they would have one.  We walked in and the first dog we laid eyes on, in the first kennel in the shelter.... there she was.  She was sitting there, next to the front of the kennel, playing her shivering, little match stick girl role.  He stuck his hand in to let her smell him and she laid her head in the palm of his hand.  It was love at first touch.


She had just come in and wasn't available for 5 days.  We went to a few pet shops to see what they had and only found wire haired boys whose demeanors were very similar to flying a kite in a tornado.
We talked more about her and both said the name Daisy at the same time.  It was just meant to be.


On the day she was up for adoption he was in Austin, so I got up at an indecent hour. I camped out front of the shelter with a chair, a book and my mom brought me plenty coffee.  It's "first come, first serve" around here.
  Ahh, what one will do for her Farmboy.
   
After being there an hour, a family of three showed up, sat around out front for about 30 minutes and then asked which dog I had come for.  I told them.  They left.  It was probably good I got there first... they had a four year old and it turns out our Daisy is too high strung to be fond of children.

When he called me later in the day and asked if I got her, I told him no... another couple had gotten there before me.  He didn't believe me.  I'm the world's worst liar.  But he played along as he always does.
We've had her for 7 or 8 years now and our sweet, little, meek, $10 Daisy May has cost us thousands of dollars because she used to pick fights with my baby... the 50 lb., black and white beast we fondly refer to as Lucyfur.
But the Farmboy got his dog.

And to this day is still trying to make it love him, as much as it loves me.
The End

13 comments:

Lorrie said...

So cute.

Charlene said...

CUTE STORY!!! What we won't do for our guys! That is how I ended up with Elle. I was DONE with dogs & the care/responsiblity (I thought) but, he wouldn't hear of it. Have a great weekend. Charlene

Diane said...

LOL! Cute story, Alisa!

Dawn said...

Adorable! Those pictures are priceless:)

Robin Thomas said...

Awwwww. I love this story. I also am wild about that Daisy.

And you...

I do love a girl that does what's she's told...

cl said...

Daisy is the cutest!!

Jillayne said...

I laughed at your last line! Isn't that how it often happens? Two of my most beloved pets were actually "intended" for other family members, but chose me instead. It seems animals have their own say....

Kathy said...

Oh, this post got to me.
The love of our furries, and this is just the perfect, perfect story!
Happy heart today reading this....

Kate Wilson said...

Ha! She's an adorable girl! She looks so sweet!

a fanciful twist said...

Oh. Sigh. What a beautiful story. I love love love Daisy of your hearts!

Susan said...

Hi! I just discovered your blog, after reading your feature in "Artful Blogging".

I love the story of Robin - it reminds me of Indy, our german shepherd. She is "officially" my son's dog (he is 11), but there is no doubt that she loves me more than anyone else in the house :)

Margaret said...

oh what a delightful post, lots of ooing and ahhhing this end! Mx

Lori Robinett said...

Wonderful story and great pics! Thanks for sharing. (made my way here from A Gilded Life . . . and am so glad I did!)