Pet Adoption Story: Reuben, Fisher, and Krystine

Today we bring you a moving pet adoption story from Reuben, Fisher & Krystine. In an age when everyone wants to take home a moving puppy, Krystine opened her heart to not one, but two older dogs, proving that regardless of the age of the animals, they all need love and affection. Here is the beautiful story of Krystine:

My husband and I had decided to make an addition to our family. Since we have no plans for children, a pet was the logical choice. Over the years, I have had many pets: dogs, cats, ferrets, lizards, amphibians, and fish. What to choose? We discussed it and decided that unwavering loyalty and slobbery kisses were high on our wish list. We were going to have a dog!

We entered the shelter with little cubs prancing around on our heads. We asked to see some dogs and then two little heads peering through the door caught my eye. They came out and immediately landed on my feet, I wasn’t going anywhere. I leaned over and scratched his velvet ears. To my surprise, I was immediately given a shy lick on my hand for my efforts. These two were older adults and we were wary of adopting an older dog.

We didn’t want to make hasty decisions, so we asked to meet the rest of the pack. One of the two beasts that were sitting at my feet got up and went to the nearest bed, turned three times and lay down. He stood there watching me find me and caress the rest with wary eyes. The other stayed where he was.

Finally, we had to leave. My two new friends had to come say goodbye before I left. During the entire trip home, all I could think of were the two furry creatures that had perched on my feet.

A few days later, we drove back to the shelter and were able to see the dogs that I was already calling my children to. Like before, they came out and immediately sat on my feet, staring at me. I asked more questions about his story. They had been together for years. They were used for hunting and had lived outdoors their entire lives, and these two were not pups. The man who had possessed them was getting old and could no longer care for them. Knowing that, he handed them over. I often think of that man and thank him from the bottom of my heart for setting in motion the events that brought these boys to my heart and home.

We left the shelter and headed home, my mind already made up. I went in and didn’t even take off my coat. I went straight to the laptop and filled out the adoption application. Then there was the waiting process. Actually, it was only a matter of a few days, but for me it was like an eternity.

Finally the call came, they were sending someone to do a home assessment. That weekend, my children entered a home for the first time in their lives. They ran through the house, sniffing like hounds usually do, but then they came to me and sat, you guessed it, on my feet. Oh how I wished in that moment that they didn’t have to leave again. Then came the agony of waiting for final approval.

On St. Patrick’s Day, we headed to the shelter with two new leashes in hand. When I came back through the door, I knew I would never walk alone. Reuben and Fisher had entered my heart and left it covered in claw prints.

I made the best decision of my life when I let myself be rescued by these two beagles. My life would be empty without coming home to wag tails and slobbery kisses. My best friend has 4 legs and a tail. He is never far from my side. They adopted us as much as we adopt them. When they sat on my feet in the shelter, they were really shoving their furry little bums into my heart. No matter what they used to do or where they used to live, now they are here completing my life.

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