Good morning and happy Friday!
Psalm 126 (NRSV)
1 When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion,
we were like those who dream.
2 Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
and our tongue with shouts of joy;
then it was said among the nations,
“The Lord has done great things for them.”
3 The Lord has done great things for us,
and we rejoiced.
4 Restore our fortunes, O Lord,
like the watercourses in the Negeb.
5 May those who sow in tears
reap with shouts of joy.
6 Those who go out weeping,
bearing the seed for sowing,
shall come home with shouts of joy,
carrying their sheaves.
This is Luna. She came home with us last evening from the Oregon Humane Society. Luna is 10 months old and is some sort of Dachshund mix….we aren’t sure what she is mixed with but she has this beautiful blue coat with tan fringes and cute white puppy paws. She is a super happy super chill little girl. Rudy is ok with it…not thrilled but not angry…kind of like when you realize you now have a younger sibling. She keeps trying to puppy lick his face which he will put up with for a moment and then tell her, “enough!” But then they will sleep right next to each other and that happened pretty quickly.
We had night one with Luna last night and it went really well. We will be learning all about her over the next days to figure out how she functions and where we will train her. Rudy is figuring it all out too.
We have been talking for weeks about possibly getting another little dog. I have mentioned this before in the blog. We hemmed and hawed and debated. Does Rudy need a companion since he no longer lives with a cat? Do we have the capacity and time for another pup? What kind of pup would we look into?
So with all of these questions in the back of our minds, Jenny and I started to look at the humane society website. First mistake. We fell in love with all of their pictures. The turnover is amazing! Remember when I talked about how we went to visit the other pup…that was all part of this journey. Rudy had said no to that little one. So the other day I saw a little one I really wanted to meet but I told Jenny…we are not getting a puppy. No way. The little one was 3 months old and that is wayyy too much work! So I said to her, “Let’s go look but we can’t get one AND if we see one we want we have to sleep on it.” We went to see another dog. Luna wasn’t even on the radar. The shelter folks tell me that she had been hiding in her bed since she arrived until I walked by. She hopped out of her bed and trotted right up to the bars and started wagging the tail. It was as if she said, “ok, time to go home…you people are my people!”
So we had her meet Rudy and it went ok and he didn’t freak out and they communicated. We put a hold on her to sleep on it like we agreed. We talked and talked and talked….she is a puppy, can we handle that? What about logistics? Will this be more stressful? What will it do to Rudy? What if she doesn’t work?
We slept on it. We couldn’t quite decide in the morning. It didn’t seem logical but we both wanted her.
We texted during the day. Jenny finally texted, “But think of the joy she will add in the midst of our stress.” That turned a corner for me. What if we chose joy? And then a few hours later a text from Jenny, “Go bring our girl home.” I drove out to the humane society still unsure. I went to her little cage. There were five different people looking at her and she was being very social. I squatted down. I didn’t make a sound and she dropped everyone else and ran over to me and licked my hand. It was done. I needed to bring home our girl. Joy wins.
It might be a stretch but this morning’s Psalm is about joy. Even when we weep, the tears turn into joy. Joy will come. Joy will win. Puppies rule.