Do You Remember Miracle? (Entry Six)

Some Col. Potter cairns develop their own "fan club" and such is the case with Miracle. For the next few days we'll be posting his story - how he came into Col. Potter, his surgery, life with his Foster Mom and "nurse" and a wonderful update from his Forever Home. Do you remember Miracle? (To read previous entries click here.)

The following post was written August 4, 2006:

A Letter to Miracle:

Dear Miracle:

I cannot tell you how much I ached for you when we were first contacted and how angry and upset I was that this was allowed to happen to you and then that people could be so cold and callous as to just dump you at a shelter without any medical care. When Lisa rushed you to the vet and they contacted me with the severity of your injuries, I just became angrier. Absolutely not, we were not going to let you go to the Rainbow Bridge, at least not without trying, not without a fight. I cried and worried so for you those first few days, but then you showed us what you were made of ... you are a Cairn and you had way too much living to do. The entire vet staff fell in love with you and so admired you for your courage and determination to survive.

I couldn't wait for you to get well enough and start your journey to me to foster, but then as luck would have it, you got dognapped in Iowa. Deirdre and Kenneth fell in love with you, how could they not, and so you finished your recuperation in their loving arms.

And now it is time for you to make the final stop of your journey, to your loving forever home. One that will never turn their backs on you again, one that will never allow you to be hurt again, one that will love and care for you forever. You are truly a Miracle little boy and if anyone doesn't understand what a rescue is and why they are needed, they only have to read your story. Thank you for allowing Col. Potter and me personally to be a part of your Miracle. Rescue doesn't get any better or give any more rewards than to see your foster mom's eyes dripping because you have your very own forever home. I love you little man, be good and keep in touch...

Your Auntie Valerie - whose eyes are also dripping