It was an emotional weekend as we were counting down to the first anniversary of meeting Cori in China. I started sending out emails days in advance and would really tear up with joy. I read my journal entry from that day, remembering how she punched the doll in the face and threw the poodle and quilt on the floor. I remembered how she got as far from us as possible for as long as possible. She was so much smaller than we expected, dressed in pigtails and baby chick yellow, her cheeks bulging out with candy.
And now to see her 7 pounds heavier, 3 inches taller, and still being treated to a daily dose of, "Mine. My Mommy, " to which she has added "Love you, Momma."
How could it be any better??
Well, today it did get better in an interesting and unexpected way. Some of you know that I have bred AKC dachshunds for 26 years. Once a female has had a few litters for us we find her a pet home to retire to. I decided to retire a female that had given us gorgeous puppies that always sold quickly. Wes did not want to retire her yet, but I thought she needed a break and deserved to be a pampered pet. A couple adopted her
this February and has given me updates about her adjustment on occasion.
They sent an email today with this line, "After, we visited with you in February and saw the three children that
you had adopted, my husband and I decided to become foster parents in the hopes
of adopting also. "
That just blows me away. Thank you, God, for impacting another child/children through our little dachshund business!!
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