Kathy was drowning in pain. Her mother had just died and her husband had been diagnosed with cancer. Her dog of fifteen years was gone. All around her, her world was crumbling as she struggled to let go of one lifelong love and needed to face the challenging road ahead with another.
Her husband was in the hospital the weekend that she spotted the ad When she told her girlfriend, Amber, about the puppies, her wise friend insisted that Kathy let her drive them to the breeder. They rang the doorbell at the address, some hour’s trip away. There were the puppies. Six of them. Masses of dense white fur.
The runt of the litter saw Kathy and came right to her. Kathy scooped her up and cradled her in her arms, their heartbeats quickly synchronizing. Big black puppy eyes gazed into Kathy’s, and she was in love.