Golden Retrievers
Someday I'm going to have one...actually two...and then maybe a dozen when the puppies come.
It's just a dream...but it's one that I hope will come true.
I think I've been in love with them ever since the day when we found Polly by a little pond in Driggs, Idaho...or was it Victor?
She spent the day retrieving stick after stick from the water and loyally stayed by our sides. When it was dark, we still had not found her owner. So we took her to our cabin. The next day we called the Animal Shelter and reported her. The lady told us to keep her because she was pretty positive no one would call in and claim her. But we left our number just in case and then drove the 4 1/2 hours home with Polly in the back of our suburban. Somewhere I have a picture of Polly with her head laid on my lap during the trip home.
And she was ours for a whole week.
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Until the Animal Shelter called us back and told us Polly's owner had called in.
So we met him halfway to give her back. We found out her name was Blaze and we were quite disgusted, for to us, she was Polly. She seemed happy to see her owner and even happier to see her companion male dog, but we still cried on the way home.
Not too much later, we got a dog of our own. But that's another story for another day.
I loved Polly even though she was mine for only a week. I loved her dark coat and soft fur. I loved her loyalty and sweet demeanor.
I think it's because of you, Polly, that I want golden retrievers...for keeps.
And perhaps someday when we have our very own house and have room for a dog, we will find the ones that are meant to be ours.
And maybe someday this will be my little boy by our very own golden.
