He already had an adoption pending but my husband was determined to meet this little guy and to save him. So he wrote a letter to the gal at the SPCA about our loss of Cyrus, about our experience with husky dogs and that we had lots of trees and wilderness around here for him to romp through. The gal contacted us and decided to let us see him. We caught the early morning ferry and went straight to the shelter, second guessing our decision to even look.
When we got there, they had him in the parking lot and he was looking right at us as we drove in. Of course our eyes both welled up and we were overjoyed to see him. We took him for a walk, along the river and he was calm and cautious, just like us! He just melted our hearts and we knew that he needed to come home with us.
We brought him home and have been experiencing a lot of happiness since. Although it has only been since Saturday, he has taken up a huge place in our hearts and he has brought us laughter. We didn't know what to name him and couldn't decide. Then in the middle of the night on Sunday, I said to my husband, how about Raleigh? He liked it and said, "Let's spell it "Rolley" as it was more fun and it ended in "ey" like my name Lesley and his name Corey.
I looked up to see what Rolley means. It comes from the word "Rollo" which means "Wolf". Our Cyrus was part Wolf and we wonder if he had a hand in naming Rolley. The name just came to me and it has stuck.
To all my friends, near and far, have a very, Merry Christmas!!! Thank you for all your well wishes and care about Cyrus. Although our hearts will always hold Cyrus near we have opened our hearts to Rolley. He is truly our Christmas miracle.
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