Sometimes what you are looking for isn’t evident until you look back. Who knew that that little face, or in my case a little butt in the crate would be the love of my life. The truth is I wasn’t REALLY looking to add a pup to our mix. But sometimes things feel a certain way and you follow the feeling. And so it just happened that on a particular day one thing lead to another and I was lead to the breeder who needed to find her last pup a home so that another month wouldn’t pass. My daughter has pined for a Corgi for years and standing in the doorway of her old bedroom all you would see are stuffed Corgis, Corgis on the walls, Corgi slippers…you get the picture. So naturally everyone from book group ladies to my own family members thought PIppa would be Phoebe’s. Even I thought that. But circumstances wouldn’t hear of it. She is mine. She is here, on the bed, on the couch, in the car…with me. Because at this time in my life only my husband is also in all of those places. No more carseats, carpools, trips to the grocery for “must have dinners.” Again, you get the picture and understand that yeh, sometimes the angels above guide us forward with love and support. In this case, they led me to the most adorable Corgi, and her name is Pippa.