Isn't it amazing that so often the very best things in life are things that come to us totally unexpectedly?
That's the way it was when Ross Allen entered my life
I have always liked dogs, and I had a terrier mix named "Pepper" from the time I was eight years old
until he had to be put to sleep when I was twenty-one. I loved old Pepper very much.
Despite being a "dog person," it had been years and years since I had owned one, and having a puppy join
our family was just about the farthest thing from my mind when Ross Allen showed up.
My daughter, Dawn, didn't bother to ask permission; she just went to the dog pound and got an eight week
old shepherd-collie mix puppy that was being called "Ross" by the folks at the pound. (Well, they said that Ross was
a shepherd-collie mix, anyway. Not sure if they knew what they were talking about.) That was on June 28, 1995
When I came home from work that day, Dawn was in our front yard showing off her new puppy to some
neighbors who were walking past our house.
I had just spoken the words, "No, Dawn," when I got my first good look at that puppy. He was the
cutest puppy that I had ever seen, and my heart melted. I could not send him back to the pound. It was love at first
sight.
Below are a couple of his baby pictures. It is easy to see why I could not send him back, isn't
it?
The way things turned out, there is not the slightest doubt in my mind that God intended for Ross Allen
and me to be together. Truly, my Rossie Pup was an unexpected gift from God.
