You guys aren't going to believe what my husband did Friday night. There is a long, tearful, loving story behind it. I wasn't ready, but he didn't want me to be sad anymore...........look at my new baby (English Bulldog baby boy.....my little dream dog). He said he just couldn't bear to even think about adopting an older one right now (GR or Bulldog) and he took me, our 3 kids and two of Helen's friends on a mystery road trip Friday night. None of us had any idea where we were going, just assumed that Scott was creating a diversion to get our minds off of Zip. Well, Scott had located a breeder in Aiken, SC and they drove to Greenwood to meet us with their two remaining little boy puppies. I immediately burst into tears when I saw them because I realized what he was doing and it started my grieving for Zip all over again. Scott had the best of intentions. He simply can't bear for me to hurt. He told me this morning that the only thing that could ever be worse than seeing me like I was last week would be if he had done something to cause it, himself. I think this healed some of his hurt too. Some of you probably remember that in the last six months, we have lost two of our wonderful retrievers, the only two dogs Scott has ever had in his adult life that he didn't "inherit" by marrying me. I told Helen on Friday morning, that it would probably be a while before we got another dog and when we did, it needed to be Scott that determined which dog and when it was time. I must admit that he surprised me with his swift action. I might have chosen to go the rescue route (I know I would have, and would gladly have adopted an older dog......we will do that again, eventually). The children and Scott are smiling and I am smiling through my tears. I am very proud of my new little boy. I need to quit trying to justify him and show him to you. I'll get more pictures, later, to share with you.
I hope my Zipper knows that I will honor his memory until the day I die. Scott told me, over the weekend, as I went through another crying spell, that Zipper was never mad at a single person or dog the entire time that we had the pleasure of knowing him and that he was sure that he was happy, knowing that his mom was smiling........oh God, I hope so.
Now, meet baby Mack:
Logan
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