My hart is yours.
My dearest rescue dog,
It is Valentine's day and although this day is no different than
any other Thursday for you, I wanted to mark the occasion as did
Chaucer by expressing my affection.
The day we met, I had no idea you would have such an impact on
my life. It is not like you were a bouncy bundle of joy that
wagged your way into my heart. Instead you were a friendly
young adult who literally crossed my path. It was evident to
me from your loss of fur and the fact that you were underweight
that you were not in the best shape of your life.
I do not know why you chose me but you did. With
some love and supportive care I had the privilege of watching you
get well. I witnessed as the physical strain of your injuries
and illness disappeared. I guided you as you explored the
internal workings of a home. I watched as your confidence
grew. I rejoiced when you began to play. That told me
that all the cares and stresses of your life before me had
I was not looking for you and but you needed me. As I
changed your life, you have changed mine.
You have left your paw prints across my hart and part of it now
belongs to you.
Your adoptive parent