i've always adored this since i first read it several years ago
keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this shelter
at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of
this, the woman told the volunteer. "What is it she keeps asking for? "
she asked. "Puppy size!"
"We have plenty of puppies, if that's
what she's looking for." "I know. We have seen most of them," she said
in frustration. Just then the young child came walking in the office.
"Well, did you find one?" "No, not this time," she said with sadness in
her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?" The two women looked at
each other, shook their heads and laughed. "You never know when we will
get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer
The young child took her Mother by the hand and headed to
the door. "Don't worry, I bet we'll find one this weekend," the child
said. Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations
with her. They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this
weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration.
don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," mom added.
Sure enough they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning.
By now the young child knew her way around, so she ran right for the
section that housed the smaller dogs.
Tired of the routine, mom
sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages.
There was an observation window so you could see the animals during
times when visitors weren't permitted. The young girl walked slowly from
cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one
the dogs were brought out and she held each one. One by one she said,
"Sorry, you're not the one." It was the last cage on this last day in
search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the
child carefully picked up the dog and held it loosely. This time she it
took a little longer.
"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy!
He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. Mom, startled by all
the commotion, came running. "What? Are you sure? How do you know?" she
asked. "It's the puppy sighs!"
"Yes, it the same size as all the
other puppies you held the last weeks," mom said. "No, not size --
sighs. When I held him in my arms he sighed," she said. "So? Don't you
remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love
depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom
didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug her
child she did a little of both. "Mom every time you hold me I sigh. When
you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other you both sigh. I
knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my
arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said,
"Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart."