His Name was Precious!

by Jana Miller
(Warrenton, NC)

In May, 2008 I drove out of town to see my 95 yr. old mom for the last time. She had a few days left to live so I drove from Sunset Beach, NC to Charleston, WV. After seeing and kissing her goodbye, I started home. In Southport, NC somebody had told me about an animal shelter. I turned my car around and went searching for the shelter. I found it. Feeling alone (I was a single 61 yr. old), I thought about a companion. If I got a dog, it had major requirements... couldn’t shed, had to be little, and couldn’t be a barker.

As I entered the shelter, I told the attendant I was just looking and not really serious. They made me fill out papers, then I looked thru all the cages. Too big, too big , shedding, barking... I kept looking and then I saw this little ragged black dog... He jumped up and down when I talked to him. I was intrigued so took him into the play room and we fell in love...immediately.. I knew my momma had sent him to keep me company! Turns out he had been in a puppy mill with several other dogs, but somehow got loose. A neighbor found them and brought them to the shelter. People had already adopted the other two breeds but not this “precious one”.

He was a thoroughbred mini schnauzer, all black and weighing in at 10 lbs. Earlier a family wanted him but the attendant didn’t like those people, so he was mine.

I lost “Precious Henry” two months ago after 11 years of pure love, joy and sweetness. My heart is broken.... but one day I’ll find another love of a schnauzer!

Jana Miller

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