My first connection with handsome man Rex last month was somthing akin to speed dating.
I’d entered a room ripe in potential for love connections immediately upon arrival at the shelter.
“Hey there handsome guy,” I announced while approaching Rex’s pen, sandwiched tight between some boisterous hound dog brothers.
Only Rex turned around, cocking his elfin head, and thrusting his little chest forward.
We made immediate eye contact, then he ran over to greet me extending a tiny paw through the fencing in the gate.
Labeled extremely shy when he’d first arrived, this handsome man had made a miraculous recovery.
I hailed a kindly volunteer over to escort Rex and I to a ‘meet and greet’ room where we soon were sharing savory snacks and sparkling water.
I told him I really wasn’t looking for a year old pup, “being an aging woman and all, but I just wanted to meet you”.
He looked disappointed.
“You see Rex, I’m not one of those cougar women you hear about.”
He then gazed back up at me, seeming to understand, yet still determined to charm.
And boy, did he ever.
Rex was soon showing off his talents with the commands he’d already learned such as “sit”, “stay”, and “no”.
Rex also proudly displayed finesse at walking on a leash, an important gift to this graying woman before him for trips into the city.
I slid down onto the tile floor, where Rex immediately climbed onto my lap.
I told him tales of my sweet senior corgi, Maddie and her spunky senior Yorkie brother.
“That Tucker’s still got plenty of attitude”.
Rex looked up at me with his tiny brown eyes, amused.
Maybe that look of amusement, those brown eyes, and that blithe spirit is what finally captured my heart.
And my soul.
Especially when Rex kept sweetly licking my hand as I shared stories of the two senior dogs I lost last year.
“I’m guess I’m trading in loss for life,” I told him.
I shared part of our story with the shelter where I adopted Rex. https://quiltofmissingmemories.wordpress.com/2016/01/24/love-connectionlife-connection/
It’s since appeared on their Facebook page.
One popular comment was posted there afterwards asking, “Who rescued who?”
I know for sure I didn’t rescue Rex.
Nor did Rex rescue me.
I just fell in love that day with a little young man.
And I’m hoping he’s fallen in love with little old me.