Welcome home, sweet Philip!
Sometimes there are things in life that make absolutely zero sense, but we just learn to roll with the punches as they come. Sometimes, when we least expect it, things happen to take a turn of the completely unexpected. I'm generally not the type to enjoy surprises, but there are situations where I can't help but feel pleasantly surprised.
This afternoon, a friend of mine and I were talking, and as has been the case frequently as of late, I mentioned I need a dog again. I miss my girl, of course, but I've been ready for a while now for another dog to be part of my life again. An hour after I'd made that statement, my friend and I were chatting about some other things happening in our lives and I hear him mention that there was a dog wandering the street, so he pulled over and got out, calling to the dog. I teased with, 'He's looking for you to bring him here to live with me and let me spoil him forever!' The dog, whom we've called Philip, came running to my friend, tail wagging and a big grin on his face, tongue hanging out, ears flopping in the wind as he ran. He was quite friendly and let my friend put him in his truck and drive him to my house. Philip, I don't know the life you had before you found us, but I promise you, you're going to have the best rest of your life with me! Thank you for allowing yourself to be rescued, and thank you, to my amazing friend, for finding him!
Te iubesc, bebelus. Te iubesc!