The dog - part 2

After a bit of searching I found a beautiful dog being housed at a veterinary clinic outside of the city. I spoke on the phone with his caretakers and asked all the pertinent questions.  All that was left was to go and meet him. We were planning to go on the weekend, and then it started to snow.  Travel was not advised on any of the highways surrounding Edmonton, so we waited. The vet clinic called back to tell us he was still there, and we agreed that we would try again the next weekend.  But when that came....it was snowing.  Again.  

A third weekend was approaching and I had an out of town guest to entertain.  We shared a lovely weekend together and the moment she was out of my sight, I called the clinic to tell them we wanted to drive over to see him.  The woman told me that another family was on their way to adopt him.  I was stunned.

Rather impulsively I said to my husband "let's go down to the Humane Society.  Just to look."

We were decided that we wanted to adopt an adult male dog and found a beautiful fellow that fit the bill.  He was calm, gentle and well behaved on his leash.  We went home to sleep on our decision and I was to go back the following day to adopt him.

When I went back, I asked to see him again and I asked him if he wanted to come home with us.  He wouldn't give me the time of day.  I was really not feeling the love.  And although I so badly wanted to adopt a dog, I knew in my heart that he wasn't the right one for us.

Because I had nothing to lose, I decided to go into the kennels with the females.  Just for the heck of it.  (You can see where this is going can't you?)

I found a beautiful black furry ball of bounding energy in one kennel.  On the door was posted her breed - Corgi/American Eskimo.  Another Corgi - heaven help me.  After a huge shove from my darling husband, we adopted her.  Her name is Riley and she has rocked my world.