Life is strange, and as I grow older, the stranger it gets.
All this to say, so many things begin to connect and suddenly you think well, duh! Here is a tale of two most beautiful dogs, Great Pyrenees. Most citizens of Caruthersville wilt when we speak of the tornado that nearly wiped out their town a couple of years ago. Out of that disaster came a very large, beautiful white dog. She was lying on the roadside when my daughter Barbara was headed toward Blytheville. Barbara, thinking, the animal might be injured, stopped, talked a little baby-talk and coached her into the backseat of her SUV. The animal quickly settled in with the family routine, her greatest fear was that of bad weather. The family believes she had weathered the storm and remains scared of consequences of a repeat disaster. The first clap of thunder will send her in the farthest and darkest portion of the walk-in closet. She will not eat, nor will she come from her hiding spot 'til all signs of bad weather go away.
The family debated on a proper name and decided she would be called Isabella. Shortly thereafter, her name was shortened to "Izzie." Now comes the strangest part of the story. My neighbor was walking her dog down the street. She was such a beautiful animal, a Great Pyrenees. You might guess I would have to speak to her about her dog being such a wonderful specimen. The neighbor remarked that it was strange union. The story was about the same time frame as when Barbie found "Izzie." It was also about the same area, and the circumstances eerie and remarkably similar to that of the other dog. When I asked what she named her animal, I was shocked! They named her "Isabella," but shortened it to "Bella." Strange story but very true. We all have speculated that they most probably were littermates. Coincidently "Bella" is extremely frightened of storms.
Two weeks ago we found this Great Pyrenees that was wandering near our office in the Gosnell area. Since it was in the Westminster area, I notified Terrie that it appeared lost. It had been sighted lying in the middle of the highway and reported it was probably going to be killed. If Terrie can't catch it, chances are no one can. It is not beautiful now. It's coat is dirty and straggly and the animal appears weary, but refuses to be chided into being a captive. Several good Samaritans have attempted to gain its confidence but to no avail.
Who has lost this wonderful animal? Wonder if anyone is looking for it? I have read that these dogs are capable and imposing guardians, devoted to their family and somewhat weary of strangers, human or otherwise. They are often used to guard livestock. When not provoked, they are calm, well-mannered and somewhat serious. They are courageous, very loyal, gentle and obedient. Makes one wonder why its family isn't turning life upside down searching for it. I can't help but wonder why no one has ever called about my rescue. She was lost for months before Terrie brought her to me. Too bad, too late, she is mine now forever. She loves me and lets me sleep with her. Whoa!
As Jazz would say: When one door closes another soon opens.
Thought for the week: Don't be sad about the things you want and don't get; think how many things, you don't want that you don't get!