Friday came and mom and dad took off in the morning. Mom was super-excited and dad, well, I guess he was happy too, but as always, they were late, and that usually makes him a little bit grumpy. They went to the airport to pick her up, our newest pack member, our hyped-up and much-longed-for sister, Millennia.
Back when Millennia was Carla.
Millennia’s old name was Carla. Mom and dad met her for the first time in April, when they were volunteering at the DPC. Mom fell for her instantly; Carla was pretty aloof with people she didn’t know, and even among familiar faces she could become fearful and a little panicky. She needed people to be patient, and mom can’t get enough of dogs like that. She spent a lot of time with Carla, and yes, the thought of adopting her came to mind, but never strong enough for her to really consider it. After all, adopting another dog was not exactly on the agenda, so mom put that thought to rest right after it came up.
The second time mom got there, in June, she was alone and had much more time to spend with the dogs at the center. This time, however, another dog had come in, and his name was Sonic. Mom felt as though she got struck by lightning, that’s what their first meeting was like. She had heard of him before she got there, but never could she have known that this dog was going to make such an impression on her. She soon learned that Sonic was handing out big-time impressions all over the place – EVERYBODY loved him, and I mean E V E R Y B O D Y. They all said he resembled Cesar’s old dog, Daddy, but momma couldn’t vouch for that; she never got to meet Daddy. What she did feel, though, was an instant soul-to-soul connection with him, as if they were meant for each other. This time she didn’t hesitate – operation Adopt Sonic launched the second she laid eyes on him, and every time she met Cesar after that, he would have to put up with her pleading and reasoning. How she planned on paying for everything she didn’t even know, but didn’t need to either. When things are meant to be they just happen somehow, and her faith in that kept her going.
One day, when mom was cleaning and reorganizing one of the kennel buildings, Cesar called for her. He was working the garden beside her, and mom assumed he needed some help. He did, but not before making a huge statement; he had decided that he wanted her to have the dog of her dreams… That momma could even stand up after news like that was incredible on its own, but then he added, “with all expenses paid”.
I won’t go on about what she was thinking and feeling, words would never do it justice anyway. Let’s just keep it nice and short and say she screamed a little, gasped a lot, repeated “are you kidding me?!?!?!!!” a thousand times, and yes, my friends, she used bad words, lots of ’em. The last thing she said was “Thank you, Cesar!”, and then she went back to doing her job.
Mom has always, and I mean always, known that dreams come true as long as you wish for them hard enough. As long as you visualize something well and often enough, and aren’t afraid to work for it, they do indeed come true. This was only one of those times in her life, cause momma’s not afraid to dream, and man, does she dream BIG. Sonic was hers in heart and spirit and she knew it, this just meant they’d also spend their lives together.
The days passed by in a daze, and mom was walking around on cloud 9. But unfortunately, that state of bliss wouldn’t last for long. As it turned out, Sonic had a court order after being seized in a drug raid and then ended up in a bad dog fight, and one of the conditions for letting him live was that he was not allowed to leave the country… I can tell you that just as happy as mom had been about the fact that he was hers, just as devastated and heartbroken was she when she found out that he was not. Had it not been for her strong belief that all things negative must be turned into positives, I don’t think she’d be okay to this day! This was not just “another dog” to her, this was something far more special. Either way, she had to look at the facts that lay before her; Sonic was alive and well, and he’d still have a great life, even if he wasn’t sharing it with her. That was the most important thing, the goal that all his fans had in common, and that was still going to be achieved. So what was left for her? What was the point of all this in the first place? Every single thing happens for a reason, but what was this one? She knew that those answers could take years to appear, ’cause sometimes they just do, but this was not going to be one of those times. She needed to move on, and that meant she had to figure it out now.
The door to our home had already been opened to Sonic, and why would we close it just because that dog wasn’t coming? Of course! There she had it! She would take another dog!!! And that’s when Carla came to mind. Mom was not disappointed, for she knew that this was really how things were meant to go. Sonic was hers in heart and spirit, but Carla could be hers in body as well. There was no time to lose, so she asked Cesar for the dog and got her, and now she’s here…
Carla’s new name is Millennia, a big name fit for a dog with a big mission, ’cause that’s exactly what she’s on. I’ll tell you more about that some other time, so stay tuned.
And that, my friends, is the story of how one dog managed to rehome another.
Millennia at the DPC.