Woman to Woman
Vol. 8, No. 8
“And ye are complete in him.” Colossians 2:10
Sept./Oct. 2005
R
affy
By Sally Specht
We met in a camp-
ground. It was love at first
sight. A total stranger, but
those eyes I could never for-
get. Large, brown, intelli-
gent-looking eyes. Friendly
eyes. Alittle “bounce” in his
personality. I bent over and he gently put his paws on my
knees and looked into my face.
“Who are you?” I wondered. “I have never seen any-
thing or anybody so cute.” Oh yes, at the end of the leash was
a man. I couldn’t tell you what he looked like, but I could
never forget his dog. I asked the man what kind of a dog it
was and he said, “It is a Cavalier King.” I had never heard of
or seen one before. We exchanged greetings and went on.
Well, I couldn’t get the dog off my mind. I kept mention-
ing him to my sister until finally she said, “Let’s go find the
man and ask him some more questions about the dog.” We
had no idea where his campsite was. So, here we go, two
very mature (I won’t say old) ladies, from campground to
campground like a couple of youngsters, asking if anyone
had seen this man or his dog. Several people had seen him
and remarked at how cute the dog was but no one knew
where they were camping.
The next day, we were walking again and, not far from
where our campground was, we saw a woman at a camp ta-
ble—and there he was, the dog that had stolen my heart. We
were so glad to find them and we had a good visit with them.
We discovered many things about this breed of dog, and I
was even more impressed. They are very loyal and smart and
they are lapdogs. They are clean and very much into people.
So when we came back to our camp, I told Wally, my hus-
band, I wanted a dog like that. “Oh sure,” he thought to him-
self, “that will never happen.”
I had been bitten by the bug! I began to study this dog on
the Internet and in books, and the more I read about them and
looked at their pictures, the more convinced I became that I
really wanted one. Wally said, “Sally, this will just tie us
down and why, at your age, do you think you want a dog?”
I knew he was absolutely right but I just couldn’t let it
go. In my mind I kept planning how we could manage it. It
had to be a house dog and that would be a first for us. Could
we cope with that? Wally had a little dog when he was a boy,
and one day when he came home from school he couldn’t
find him. His mom had given him away. He really never
cared for dogs after that. Loved horses, but did not love dogs.
How could he live with one? Well, I knew I had to forget it
and move on.
Then one day I was again looking on the Internet and
sawone that looked just like the one at the campground—the
same darling face and profile and color. I discovered that he
came from Texas, and that many of his breed had that look
that I wanted. Coming from Texas, the dog would not be
quite as expensive as the California dogs. I was waffling.
Then a litter was born in June and would be ready for homes
in August. Wally said, “Are you really serious?”
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Inside This Issue:
Editorial
AMatterofChoice················ Page2
Spotlight on Orphans ················ Page3
If You’ve Got It, Hide It
AMan’sPerspective··············· Page4
The Positive Side ··················· Page4
Benefits of Keeping a Pet ·············· Page5
A Page from My Experience
Rainbow Through the Rain ············ Page6
When You Are Lonely ················ Page8
Lonely No More ··················· Page8
Called to Love Others ················ Page9
Wee Wit & Wisdom ················· Page9
Nature Trails
StopSignintheForest ············· Page10
Celebrate Life ···················· Page10
A Woman’s Vigil ·················· Page10
Health is Wealth (Part 19) ············· Page11
Coach’s Corner
Have That Conversation Now! ·········· Page12
