Today is a special day: it’s our first anniversary.
On this day, 6th September 2011, my husband Ron and I made a big decision. We chose to adopt.
We’d been thinking about this for over a month. Every day, I’d religiously check the internet listings of the nearby RSPCA’s and other animal surrender centres, and been sorely tempted several times.
We knew what we were looking for: a young Maltese female, not more than a year or so. The type that was more than happy with a quiet, indoor life, and an occasional game of pull the rope: interspersed with outside activities such as strolls in the park, or beside a beach.
And then, one day, we found her! She was standing in the corner of her sparsely-furnished pen: a sweet-looking, little white pup with, I soon learned, a shy disposition. And why not? With an unsettled past, hadn’t she been through quite a lot?
At first, I wondered if she would take to me: she hung back, as if wondering what it was all about. But before we knew it, she was in my arms: and we all knew then that she was The One.
And so, a year has passed, and she’s turned two.
With tons of outings under her belt, and lots of love dished out every day, I’ll bet she knows that she’s truly found her ‘forever home’.