Ducky, was just tiny when she was found. She was found by a girl I'd known all of my life, so she had known exactly who to track down. She found me at a local gas station in our small town in Minnesota. I spotted her walking toward me with purpose holding something in a sweatshirt in her arms.
She was the sweetest thing I had ever seen. She was so small, just a little black ball of fur with giant white feet. They had found her in the next town over, on the tar in the Burger King parking lot. It was nearly 100 degrees that day. I took her home. We ran ads in the paper knowing that someone had to be missing her. Although we weren’t thrilled with their carelessness it seemed only right to put the notice out there. No responses ever came.
So she was named Ducky (after my favorite Land Before Time character :)). The vet told us that she was about 3 weeks old. I became a mom. I was up all hours of the night with her. I still laugh at how desperately I tried to understand her, and do whatever she needed. Mind you, we are talking about an 18 year old girl here, that loved her sleep! But she needed me, so I was there, every moment.
It seems as though every day of her life she knew, somehow, how lucky she was. There is no other explanation for what an absolute angel she was, in both her personality and her part in my life.
It is out of love for her, and all dogs alike, that I commit myself to their care. For those that make us smile when we think that we won’t smile again. For those that snuggle up to us when we are so miserably ill. For those that would give their lives in a second, to protect ours. To those that look at us, with our unwashed bed head hair, too fat for our latest outfit, too depressed to talk to anyone, with eyes of pure love and undaunted devotion: Our dogs.
So it was. This Girl, met Dog...and fell in Love. And now we all get to do so over and over again every day.
One of our sweet kids became one of our own. Justin, was so much happier here with us, we made him ours to keep. As a Golden, he needed a lot more love than his family had time to provide. But we have it here! Ducky is happy to have him so we now have a permanent, amazing, addition to the family.
Justin and Jessica
2010 Ducky Update:
We lost our beloved Ducky, after 16 incredible years, in February of 2010. She tried hard to keep going, but the old girl suffered canine Cognitive Dysfunction Syndrome, otherwise known as doggy Alzheimer's, or dimentia. When it became clear she had already left us, we had to let her go. Justin, the sweet old bear, got me through, what was truly the hardest time of my life thus far. Thank you to all of you that were there to support me through that difficult time.
'Ducky' on my forearm. With me forever.
2013 Justin Update:
We lost our sweet Justin Bear in February of 2013. He put up a good fight against the fibrosarcoma that they discovered 8 months prior. We really lived it up for all these last months that he was still pain free! When the real pain did set in it was time to let him go. But boy, what an amazing life I was able to give him. Thank you everyone for all your love and support through the second most difficult time in my life. And a special thanks to all of my furry neices and nephews that take on all that love and energy I just live to devote to pups and pups alone... Love to you all.