Over a year ago I began a search for a dog. I had just moved out of my Mom’s house and was feeling a bit lonely.
Prior to moving out, my dog of 17 years died. She and I were the best of friends. So I felt a huge void in my life. Finally, I thought I had ended my search. I found a friend of my boyfriend’s who was adopting out dogs. I thought this was my chance. I picked out one, told them they gave it away.. this happened three times. The last time the night I was supposed to drive 2 hours north to pick her up, they called me and said I couldn’t have her because they didn’t want to give her away. I was devastated and ended my search — or so I thought.
My oldest sister sent me a place that was adopting out Chihuahuas. I had never been interested in them before. I started researching and checking the website constantly. It took some time but then I found Kaylee on the CCRT (Canadian Chihuahua Rescue and Transport).
I went to visit her and it was love at first sight. I wanted to take her home right then and there. She was a bit nervous but overall more comfortable then I imagined a rescue dog would be. So I brought her home and from there it is history.
It took me a while to write this because I wondered why dogs needed a “Happy Ending” story. But last night really made me realize. I became very ill suddenly and Kaylee was there crying and running around the house when I was in so much pain I couldn’t move. When my mom arrived to help me Kaylee followed us downstairs and laid right beside me in bed (even though she is not allowed). When my mom came to take her outside Kaylee growled and laid on top of me. She was not leaving my side. When I made trips to the bathroom during my time of illness she followed me and tried to sit on my lap. She was my little protector that night.
And so I realized people need to hear her story and how she has graced my life. I honestly couldn’t imagine it any other way! Carmen
