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Fourth of July 2018
There was a missing piece in our life puzzle. I turned to my husband one night and said, “I want a dog,” to which he responded, “Okay.” I don’t think he knew I was serious until I started looking. I was in search of a puppy; I viewed many online profiles and looked at several pictures. My quest was complete when I discovered a litter of six puppies born on the Fourth of July; there were five females and one male. The shelter was accepting applications for adoption.
Rush (my husband) and I went to visit the shelter. I drove forty-five minutes every day for a week to see the puppies. I sat with them in their kennel; the shy, quiet, male puppy stole my heart. We adopted and brought him home as soon as we were allowed. His name is “Logan.”
I started carrying Logan on my shoulder when he weighed about three pounds. He still rides there, but now weighs about ten. A few days after his adoption, we ordered food from a restaurant and went to retrieve it. The waitress saw Logan and said that she had recently adopted a puppy that looked similar, and we made the connection. They were from the same litter. His sister’s name is “Juniper.”
Naturally, we became best friends. Every year, we have a party. We tell them that the country is celebrating their birthday.
I am so glad these little sweethearts were born.
Happy Fourth of July!
Happy Sixth Birthday, to Logan and Juniper!
–SJB