I adopted Angel from a woman who had just found out that she has cancer. She was only rehoming her 3 1/2 lb. Pomeranian because she was going to have surgery soon and may NOT survive it.

 

That very night, I went to meet Angel. My first thoughts about her was, "OMG, she's so Heavenly!" As the previous Mommy and I discussed her surgery, her two little daughters (note: human daughters, age 12 and 4) stood beside her. I couldn't help but to notice the pain in her daughters' eyes as tears ran down their Mother's cheeks. My heart broke. The girls looked pale and I'm sure I went pale. I lost my Mom at the age of 18 and my youngest sister was only 12. I wouldn't wish that kind of pain and loneliness on anyone.

 

I went home that night without Angel, to really think about it. My little shadow (chocolate Chihuahua named Hershey) died 2 years ago so I wasn't really sure if I was ready to move on just yet, but I couldn't stop thinking about the two little girls, their Mother's tears, and the Angelic little Pomeranian.

 

I picked her up first thing in the morning the next day. Shortly, I realized that I CAN love again because I feel in love with this little Pomeranian. I decided to re-name her ANGEL due to the fact that she made me realize that it's better to have loved & lost then to never had love at all. Angels are known to help people in need and she did just that for me. She really does bring out the better side of me and I haven't felt this kind of warm love for so long. The previous owners' surgery was a success, and I found God's most precious creation/masterpiece, Angel. ~ Tia