This is my very first blog posting! So I going to go back and try and start at the beginning. My son Patrick was a junior in High School in the year 2000 and so we were spending a lot of time thinking about colleges...all the craziness that goes into applying and visiting schools. That’s when I started to get “separation anxiety.” At the same time, my 13 year old daughter, Riva was still talking about wanting a puppy. My reply had always been, “If I had wanted three children, I would have had another!”
My husband has a client who breeds Standard Schnauzers. Now minatures are more popular so you have probably seen a few of them around. A standard is just a little bigger. My neighbors down the road from us have always had minatures and Riva had dogsit for them a few times. So during the beginning of my “separation anxiety,” my husband Pat happens to say that his breeder client, Pam had called him to say that she just got a dog back that was adopted from her. “Do you know anyone who would love a dog?” Seems that Gracie’s family in Rochester felt it was best to bring her back to Pam. The husband had had a heart attack and Gracie ended up spenting a lot of time in a crate. Make a long story short, we went to meet Gracie who was almost a year old at the time, obviously crate trained...already house broken....we took her back to our house to meet the kids and get acquainted with her. Honestly, it felt like what it must be like to adopt a baby. Needless to say, we called Pam back and said we were keeping her. And my life has been ever so much full for it....Riva get her dog but the whole family got what Riva calls, “the glue that keeps the family together.
The photo is of Riva at age 14, with Gracie, age 2.
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