A sweet story forewarded to me by a fellow rescue volunteer. It was written by Bob Parks

“She keeps repeating it over and over again. We’ve
been back to this shelter at least five times. It
has been weeks now since we started all of this,” the
woman told the volunteer.

“What is it she keeps asking for?” she asked.

“Puppy size!”

“We have plenty of puppies, if that’s what she’s
looking for.”

“I know. We have seen most of them,” she said in
frustration. Just then the young child came
walking into the office.

“Well, did you find one?”

“No, not this time,” she said with sadness in her voice.
“Can we come back on the weekend?”

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and

“You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately,
there’s always a supply,” the volunteer said.

The young child took her mother by the hand and headed to
the door.

“Don�t worry, I�ll find one this weekend,� the child 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 the young child 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.

The young girl 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.

Mom startled by all the commotion came running.

“What? are you sure? How do you know?� she asked.

“It�s the puppy sighs!�

“Yes, it�s the same size as all the other puppies you held
the last few weeks,� Mom said.

“No, not �size� � �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 sighs!�

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom
didn�t know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to
hug her 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.�

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