Little Tulsa

It’s no secret, Buddha is my Prince. But it’s fair to assume

Tulsa is my Baby. 

Named after the city in Oklahoma which hosted my birth; Tulsa is the runt of his litter, and the last pup adopted due to a pair of bumps above his nose which left previous potential parents nervous of future medical disappointment. . . 

Such a minor cosmetic lone hardly presented as an issue for me, though. The only sentiment felt at first sight of him was amazement at how blessed I was to have found a dog with a third eye.

The adoption was postponed from February to May of 2020 due to the Pandemic. 

At one point, I had given up on the process altogether. But then God opened the path, and I got a call. They told me if I was still interested in adopting, it would need to be now. 

Because he had spent the first two years of his life in an animal shelter; I didn’t want him to have to wait a day longer. Buddha and I rented a car and embarked upon the 16-hour journey from Maryland to Clewiston, Florida to get our little guy a day later. 

Not only is Tulsa the perfect fur nugget, his story is a tale of what is possible. When I look at him, I’m reminded this animal spent the entirety of his foundational life in a situation that didn’t leave much room for hope nor optimism. Now he’s spoiled-rotten with love and attention.

Life will change for the better when we least eapext it.

 

Vidale Barsir
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