When I adopted my dogs I never consciously looked for dogs like ones that have been in my life before. Things just seem to occur at a moment when life intertwines and the right dogs find me.
One week after Coco passed away, Benny came to us. When I adopted Benny he looked nothing like Coco. He was so different. But over time they seemed to morph into such similar dogs.
The same thing is happening with Kirby and Petey.
Petey came to me the week we lost Kirby.
They were pretty similar both being small grey poodles.
But Petey had no teeth and was much smaller than Kirby.
And his facial shape was very different.
But now they look so similar if I don’t name the photos I can’t tell them apart!
I don’t know why this happens but I do know I choose dogs based solely upon personality and temperament, not looks.
I look in their eyes and look for that spark that says “I need to work. I need to be with people. I need to learn.”
So when I now look back on the early photos of Benny and put them side by side with Coco, and look at Petey and remember Kirby, I know there is so much more helping me create my family each and every time.
The right dogs always find us, even when we are not looking.