Puppy Size - A Story Shared by Taz & Vlooi Grieving Owner

Kieran shared the following with me and I in turn would like to share it with all of you. Thank you so much Kieran for this beautiful story.

I found a story that helps to describe my love for Taz and Vlooi and I would like to share it with you:


Puppy Size


Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. "We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer.


"What is it she keeps asking for?” the volunteer asked.


"'Puppy size!'" replied the mother.


"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."


"I know... we have seen most of them", the mom said in frustration.


Just then Danielle came walking into the office


"Well, did you find one?" asked her mom. "No, not this time," Danielle 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 said.


Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don’t worry, I'll find one this weekend," she 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 anymore," Dad finally said in frustration.


"We 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 Danielle 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.


Danielle 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, but 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 closely. This time she took a little longer.


"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" She screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"


"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.


"No...Not size... The sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed", she said.


"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 sigh!"


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 the 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!"


'Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away'


Taz and Vlooi made my heart sigh, as I was never more content, at peace, happy and loved then when I held them in my arms. It is nearly a month now since I lost my baby boy Taz and exactly one week since I lost my baby girl Vlooi. I miss them more and more each day and continue to cry for them. The pain never goes away, as Taz and Vlooi were something special and they could never be replaced. I just want to thank you for continuing to pray for my baby children and hope they are together and happy in heaven.


Bless you and Happy Easter,