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Sometimes things just don't work out as planned. This was one of those times. Jon and I had decided to adopt a 9 year old male dog named Boozer. One look at those eyes and I was in love. It all happened rather quickly. I spoke with a facebook friend who knew the dog's owner. Then I spoke with the actual owner and it was decided that Boozer would come live with us in Palm Springs. I was beyond excited. But the day of Boozer's arrival was a disaster. Everything that could go wrong did.
It was hot. Roxy, our 15 year old female decided that this was a good occasion to show dominance. Our apartment manager decided to display his own kind of dominance by saying we couldn't have another dog. The people who brought Boozer to us were understandably uncomfortable with the apparent situation. How could they know that these things were not a problem to me? I would have called our apartment owner and solved that little glitch. Roxy would have calmed down. But they took Boozer away. For the first time in my life, I was told that mine was not a suitable home for a dog. I waited until they left to cry like a baby.
All kinds of things went through my mind. I was terribly hurt and that came out as anger. For a brief period I forgot all the things that make me sane and became a raving lunatic. But finally, with a lot of love from my friends, I came back to my senses. I realized that love was the answer. The Universe has other plans for me. Acceptance HAS to be the order of the day.
I reread my own words on this blog about Mourning The Loss of a Pet. It is kind of funny that I ended up healing myself. It made me aware that we all have that ability. The Universe gives us all great power if we just tune into the gifts that are right there for the taking.
Peace and Love,
Austin/Bill
www.wahjr56.blogspot.com
Good for you for sharing about your experience. Things just don't work out sometimes. We're all living proof but at least you understand that something much better is waiting for you ahead. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteMy faithful pal, Dennis. Thank you so much. You have been there for me from the beginning of this blogging adventure! Much love to you and yours.
DeleteWell done Bill, (2nd try - not going crazy if 1st shows up)
ReplyDeleteI know you haven't quite healed yourself but being able to write about it is a huge step to unwilling acceptance.
I'm so sorry this didn't work out for you, I know Boozer knew it was the right place and that you would have worked through everything else. Sorry his caretakers freaked out.
As Dennis said things don't always work out but sometimes plan B is the better option.
You and I are both working on the same lesson I think... not throwing your heart into the fire before everything else!
Either that or we have both been reading too much Cyrano or La Mancha.
If it helps I will send you our cats, oh ok and my 2 teenage daughters (they are beautiful [well one is a little high maintenance] and nice to everyone but me). Yeah alright you can borrow our horses and dogs too, but I'll want them back at some point.
Hang in there pal....
You will get your 3rd dog (after all dogs are like potato chips you can't have just two) and your ranch.
Hugs
Laine
http://www.Thoughtsfromabroad.net
Darling Laine, that was possibly the most wonderful comment ever! Please hang on to the cats and the kids. That might not quite fit in.
ReplyDeleteLessons are tough sometimes, especially when I think I already know it all. But this was good for me in many ways. It wasn't until I wrote the last paragraph that I truly understood what I was writing about.
Loss comes in many guises, sometimes the loss of our dreams is harder to take than anything else!
ReplyDeleteper ardua ad astra (through hardship to the stars)
Laine
The loss of a dream only makes room for a new one. My first public singing performance as a soloist I sang "The Impossible Dream" from Man of La Mancha. I am still that quixotic boy!
ReplyDeleteYou have a good heart and do a lot of good work.
ReplyDeleteI have quite a bit of Don Quixote in me as well.
I even wrote a little bit about that somewhere!
Blessings to you and to Jon for all that you do.
Rob
Bill, I'm sorry this dog didn't work out for you. It must have been especially heartbreaking given all the work you do to find forever homes for so many dogs. This was just not meant to be (I wonder if Roxy knew something you didn't) and I'm sure you'll find a third dog that will be the perfect fit.
ReplyDeleteTake care, my dog loving friend!
Trish
www.robertssister.com
caregiving. family. advocacy.
Ya know Trish, it was a blow for sure when I was not given the credit I felt entitled to. But after a bit of reflection, I understood the concerns. I don't dwell on things that I can't control. I have faith that the right dog will find us when the time is right. Until then, we are a fabulously happy family!
ReplyDeleteBill
I know how much you wanted this dog, Austin. Our next dog will find us when the time is right.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Jon