Hope stays.
Two and a half months ago, Rebecca and I adopted a dog. We just didn’t know it at the time. I would say that she suddenly walked into our lives, but the reality is that she was on the verge of limping out of this world.
Two and a half months ago, a scared, hurt, and tired puppy began her metamorphosis into a healthy, happy, and vibrant being. An incredible, compassionate community of dog-lovers came together and decided that this Broken Puppy could, and should, run and play again. Domino got a new pal. Rebecca and I got to witness a remarkable journey.
Two and a half months ago, a puppy became a metaphor and an inspiration. The ability to conquer seemingly insurmountable challenges. The quiet determination of a pure soul. The realization that sometimes cautious optimism really does pay off.
Although our original intention was to rehabilitate Hope and release her into another’s care, Rebecca and I have decided that this is her forever home. She is part of the pack, and Domino would never forgive us if she went away. She is a great dog and we are happy to officially welcome her into our family.
