Last Train to Clarksville

She’s Home!

It was a long trip to Ava, Missouri to pick Gabbie up. Art drove over 1200 miles since Friday. When we got to the home where she was at, we were surprised at how many chow chow’s there were.  It was very overwhelming but we all knew when we saw her that it was going to be all okay and just thrilled to be bringing her home with us.

We were expecting her to whine or throw up on the LONG curvy roads that we were on for 4 hours! Nothing happened.  She was as if she already knew us and was home with us where ever we were.  She didn’t whine, she didn’t get car sick (even though Art and I were getting a little whoosy from those hills!).  She was content in our laps and slept almost the whole way home.  We made stops every 2 hours so she would be able to walk and use the bathroom and she attached herself to us right away.  It was all so very….weird.  She didn’t try to run off from us.  She wanted to play with us.

Here, she wanted to eat the grass at one of the rest stops we were at.  She has such a wonderful personality and looks like a little polar bear. When we got home to the house, we first introduced her to our front yard before bringing her inside and then she met the rest of our clan.  There was no barking, growling or whining.  They all welcomed her and left her alone like she has always been here.  She did make a stand with our biggest dog, Taffy.  Kind of shocking to hear her growl and Taffy backed down! It was like, woah.  The only time we saw that was with Angel.

When we came inside, there was a package waiting for us on the kitchen table.  I was told we wouldn’t receive this package until May, so when I saw it on the table I just broke down and cried.  When Angel passed away, I got online and ordered a tomb stone for her grave.  When we came inside with our new addition, it was like a finality with the tomb stone being here.  I couldn’t help but break down and cry…again.

So we gathered the whole family, dogs and all, and made the walk to where our Angel lies to put her tombstone in place. Placing that stone down and then looking at the life that was born 30 minutes after the life of Angel was exhaled, was so real to me. It is amazing that this new girl of ours is exactly the age minus 30 minutes of how long Angel has been gone.

So, today was a day of closure for me. I know there will be days of crying still but today, in a bittersweet way, I feel I am to move on and enjoy this new life that God has blessed us with.

She is already home and peaceful with where she is and that makes us happy to see.  Each hour that goes by, it only gets better. So, as I say goodnight, Lord I pray it won’t be a long night like with a new born, I am happy to see her running around and becoming tired to want to sleep between us all as if she belongs…

Welcome home Gabbie!

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