Last week I was forced to go out for a walk with my bezzie. She was thinking was that she’d cheer me up with her chatter. It didn’t quite work like that but we walked a long way.
Halfway through our walk we stopped at a country cafe for a *ahem* comfort stop. I popped in to use the facilities first leaving bezzie holding Douggie the doggie.
When I got back I noticed her talking to a woman. Nothing unusual in that. If bezzie was stood at a bus stop she’d be talking to people. If there was no one there she’d talk to the bus stop.
I’d already noticed this woman as we approached the cafe. She seemed to be awfully smiley. I assumed, correctly as it turned out, she was a fan of golden retrievers. Little did I know.
“This lady just asked me if this is THE douggie from the rescue site?”
“Yes he is.”
The woman’s face lit up. “Really? The famous Douggie? My whole family are fans of his. Every time you post some new photos of him we all come and have a look. We love hearing about his exploits. We loved his two tone dog photos.”
Well, fancy that. Douggie has a fan club.
It turned out that the woman had lost her own golden retriever some time ago and in order to get a ‘goldie fix’ she lurked on the message boards of the golden retriever rescue site.
We chatted for a while as bezzie popped of to the facilities. It was obvious that she missed her goldie greatly.
“Would you not consider getting a rescue goldie?” I asked her.
Although she would have loved to, she didn’t think it fair on her other, fairly elderly dog. I suggested to her that when the time was right she could maybe consider an older dog that wouldn’t be as difficult to integrate into the family. I know at the rescue it is the golden oldies that they really struggle to rehome.
Well, blow me down, she popped up on the message boards last night. After our conversation last week she must have immediately contacted the rescue centre and she’s adopted a fifteen year old goldie so he can live out the days he has left in a comfortable and loving home.
Isn’t that just bloody fantastic news? I’m so pleased we had our serendipitous meeting.
How nice to have good news.