Puppy Size



This is a neat story. You will know precisely  what this little girl is talking about at the end (and you’ll want  to share this one with your loved ones and special friends)!

‘Danielle  keeps repeating it over and over again.  We’ve been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now  since we started all of this,’ the mother told the  volunteer.

‘What  is it she keeps asking for?’ the volunteer asked.


‘Puppy  size!’ replied the mother.


‘Well,  we have plenty of puppies, if that’s what she’s looking for.’


‘I  know… we have seen most of them, ‘ the mom said in frustration…


Just  then Danielle came walking into the office


‘Well,  did you find one?’ asked her mom.  ‘No, not this time,’
Danielle  said with sadness in her voice.  ‘Can we come back on  the weekend?’

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. ‘Don’t
worry,  I’ll find one this weekend,’ she said.

Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with  her.


They both felt she was being too particular.  ‘It’s this weekend or
we’re  not looking any more,’ Dad finally said in  frustration.


‘We  don’t want to hear anything more about puppy size, either,’ Mom added.

Sure  enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on  Saturday
morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for  the section  that housed the smaller dogs.

Tired  of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end  of
the  first row of cages. There was an observation window so you  could see  the animals during times when visitors weren’t  permitted.


Danielle  walked slowly from cage to cage. One by one the dogs were brought out and she  held each  one.

One  by one she said, ‘Sorry, but you’re not the one.’


It  was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup.


The  volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked  up
the  dog and held it closely.  This time she took a little  longer.


‘Mom,  that’s it!  I found the right puppy!  He’s the one!  I know  it!’ She  screamed with joy.  ‘It’s the puppy size!’

‘But  it’s the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last  few weeks,’ Mom said.

‘No – – not SIZE…  The SIGHS.  When I held him in my arms, he sighed,’  she said.


‘Don’t  you remember?
When  I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of  your heart.  The more you love, the bigger the sigh!’


The  two looked at each other for a moment.  Mom didn’t know
whether  to laugh or cry.  As she stooped down to hug the child, she  did a  little of both.


‘Mom,  every time you hold me, I sigh.  When you and Daddy come home
from  work and hug each other, you both sigh.  I knew I would find the right  puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,’ she said.


Then,  holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, ‘Mom, he loves
me.   I heard the sighs of his heart!’

Close  your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress  of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush  of cool  air on a hot day.

They  are the sighs of God
. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be  surprised at what you hear. ‘Life is not measured by the breaths we
take,  but by the moments that take our breath away.’



I hope your life is filled with Sighs!!!

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