My sweetheart realizes that my grieving needed to take a certain direction... and it did.

We had been talking for some time on adopting a puppy. We knew it was either going to be a Collie or a Sheltie since we both love those breeds so much. However- since we are soon going to be moving into an apartment, that somewhat took away one of the two. It would be unfair to keep a larger dog in an apartment- so the natural choice was a Sheltie.

The night that Missy died, I sobbed myself to sleep. The next morning- between tea and more crying and tea- I began researching Sheltie breeders. My family has been breeding dogs for the past twenty-five years- I know what to look for, and I'll know it when I find it. I shot a few emails to Jenn and then- I found the breeder. She loves her dogs as much as we love ours- it was a given.

I emailed her with alot of hope- and she responded back. There were a few litters that had already been born- and one that was about to.

If you look on the bottom of this page, you'll see a litter of pups by Jason and Ramona. It looks like we might be taking the Blue Merle boy out of this litter~

Many people need to take time after the death of a dog- I can't do that. My heart needs something to fill the emptiness- something to dull that pain.

I am very, very excited about this- though it combats the sadness... Strange emotions that fill my heart. I suppose it could be rounded out to restlessness...

Mm. There's so much to look forward to.