Our family recently experienced a loss that we just were not prepared for. Our newest dog-member of the family, Jericho, suddenly passed away while we were on vacation. That is a horrible phone call to receive in the middle of a day out exploring and having a wonderful time with your children.
I don’t want to go into great detail about his death, but I will tell you that we know one of our neighbors is responsible. It absolutely amazes me that anyone with a heartbeat would ever want to do harm to and snatch away our children’s beloved dog. What kind of sick and twisted person finds this to be acceptable?
While we had decided some time ago to move, and have been praying about it, this definitely sealed our decision to move to a different community. If I cannot trust that our dogs are safe, then I cannot trust that our children are safe. End of story!
It is an unbelievably difficult task telling eight children that their furry best friend has died. The oldest 3 figured out that Jericho had passed away, but we held off telling the younger ones. We didn’t want them to spend the better part of their vacation upset and crying.
To help the kids heal and not solely focus on the loss of Jericho, we decided to rescue a puppy. The plan was to adopt a puppy, but not tell the kids until after we had let them know that Jericho was gone. Granny and Papaw were dog-sitting, so it gave us a few days to find a puppy in need of a good home.
A few emails and a prospective puppy was found. On the way to view my choices I was steadily praying for a little guidance in choosing the one that would be the perfect fit for our family.
Before the following words ever came out of my mouth, they had never occurred to me.
“We’ll take them both.”
The entire way home I kept thinking of reasons NOT to bring home two puppies, but for every reason why not there were two reasons as to why it was a good idea.
God, you’re telling Mark!
And He did! Mark just knew I would bring home two, even though we had not discussed it or even considered it. Thank you, God, for breaking the news to him. It would seem that God told Mark before He told me! *grin*
I would like to introduce you to our newest furry family members:
Mark waited outside while I broke the news about Jericho to the rest of the children. Their reactions were absolutely heart-breaking. After giving them a few moments to ask questions and understand what was going on, Mark brought in Ezekiel and Judah.
I am telling you, if love and attention really do make an animal grow, we will have two dogs with the whole Clifford, the big red dog kind of thing happening!
The new puppies are very much helping the kids heal from their loss, but these puppies are in no way taking Jericho’s place. We have multiple requests for a picture of Jericho. He will be missed, but we will smile every time we think of the puppy in the body of a big dog!