This is the latest addition to my Dad’s household. This is Penny. My dog poops, bigger than Penny is! She’s a Chihuahua and she’s one little monster. But, Dad loves her and he sure was in need of a friend.
It’s been over a year since Mom passed. This past May would have marked their 71st Wedding Anniversary. I can’t imagine the magnitude of Dad’s loss.
When he decided he wanted to get a dog, everyone tried to discourage him from doing so, explaining to him all the reasonable reasons why he need not get a dog; after all, he just turned 91… I, on the other hand, was the voice without reason (there’s the first clue, Sherlock!) “Let the man get a DOG! He wants a dog, let him have a dog…” I reasoned with myself, “Maybe it will be a blessing to his sad, empty life.”
Well, now that the $6,500 hearing aide has been chewed up and the little “blessing” has eaten some of his meds (that were up on the dining table!), I wasn’t so sure. But, then I spent a few days with Dad this month and, he had a little glimmer of joy in his eyes again, as he held his little Penny. He gets to love on Penny and, since she is a rescue, she’s all to willing to love on him. They say that a dog is a man’s best friend. Well, he sure was in need of one. This portrait is for you, Dad. May you have many blessed years with your little Penny!