He Cares about Dogs? by Joni Nichols

We had 2 labs for a year and got them when they were babies and had no clue how sad it was going to be to leave them. We knew that we couldn't take them to apartment living in California, and we were leaving town, going to pack up the Uhaul the next day. Every attempt to give our 2 black labs away had been a bust. It was summer so shelters were full and people's yards were not "lab proof" (if you have labs, you know what I'm talking about. They EAT the fence, ok?) Time was up and we had only this window of time to drive 45 minutes into Lubock to take them to the animal shelter. We heard they could get adopted from there, though we knew they could also be put to sleep.

We called right before we left saying we had 2 labs, etc, what would happen to them. They said they didn't have room and they would be put to sleep. We were stunned.

We sat on the couch thinking of Abraham and Isaac and prayed in tears, "We have to take them; we don't want to let them loose on the streets to eat kids or starve; if there's ANY way you can provide another way, do it, but we have to go now."

A few minutes out of town, Zach remembered a conversation months ago with a hair stylist in our home town. They had had 2 black labs that got run over, loved labs, had done loads of work on their back yard to make it lab proof. She had cut my hair and told me they wanted labs again someday, but Zach didn't even know that part. He decided to call her up. She was in the middle of a haircut. She said that actually she and her husband were just talking about wanting labs again and they wanted them about a year old. And they were black just like the ones they'd lost. She stopped her haircut and called him right then without us even asking. They wanted them. We stopped on the side of the road and zach says no tears were shed. He's lying!

They brought their 3 kids over the next morning and we had time with the dogs in the backyard telling them all about their personalities, etc. And then they drove away.