My name was Pearl (at least for a little while longer). Her name was Joan Marie.
I saw her face and knew she was the one. I knew she needed me. At first glance, she commented that she loved my markings. Of course, everyone does. What they don’t know is that they are scars. Despite those scars and the trauma behind them, I saw Joan and I trusted her. She looked kind and showed me real affection, so I took a chance and decided to go home with her. Of course, since then, our lives haven’t been the same.
As we got to know each other, it seemed that Joan didn’t think that my old name suited my personality or my new life. I immediately agreed. It seems that my energy and spunky attitude required something more appropriate, so she renamed me Penelope Pepper – it’s a name that’s quite fitting for my new adventures. Of course, Joan now has a new name too – she’s Mommy.
It seems that Mommy had never been a dog owner before, but with tips and guidance from friends who had dogs, and of course with my help, she became a natural. I was optimistic that she’d become the best Mommy ever. In fact, one of her friends even told her, “Joan, don’t worry, in six months you won’t be able to imagine a life without Penelope.” After she developed some confidence, and with lots of love and kisses, we bonded very, very quickly. Within just a month my Mommy became one of those people who, only weeks before, would laugh when they called them “pet parents.” Her friend was right – Mommy was a goner – and the sadness that we both experienced in the months prior to our meeting quickly faded away. Within that short period of time, as you can see in our one-month anniversary photo, true joy returned to both of our lives.
It was a very short time later that Mommy got really, really brave and decided it was time to date again. She created an account on Match.com and used a photo from our one-month photo shoot. And within a week, Kevin, the man who would become her husband (and my Daddy) saw the photo. Once again, our lives changed. Daddy commented that it was Mommy’s eyes that got his attention. He said that “they sparkled” and he had to contact Mommy. And it was a good thing too! Mommy’s confidence was still growing when a minor crisis occurred, and Daddy, being an experienced dog lover, provided some over-the-phone triage to confirm that it wasn’t a crisis and quelled my Mommy’s fears. Trust, respect and admiration grew from that moment into true love.
So now, three lives are forever changed, all because of CARE, and of course because of me, Penelope Pepper. You see, in many ways, I was Mommy and Daddy’s little cupid, prompting them both to try again and helping them to find true love. And because of me, we are a family.