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National Pet Day: In Praise of Polo, The Dog Who Rescued Me

It’s National Pet Day,🐾the perfect reason to write a post in praise of Polo, the dog who rescued me. Polo is a twelve pound Terrier mix that I was blessed to adopt when he was three, and I was 50-something!

A woman👩had sprung him from a pound that does not keep dogs longer than twelve days. This savior took Polo home on day 12.

“Please keep reading – these are not the crazy ramblings of a pet owner. There is a real point.”

The way I met Polo was kismet. The adjustment to living alone for the first time in twenty-five years was difficult. On a lonely Sunday, I spotted a Pet Adoption sign in a local park.🌳My car pulled itself to the curb.

Before even stepping into the park, a scruffy grey dog in the distance was pulling the lady walking him in my direction! Within fifteen minutes, Polo was happily in a plastic file box in the back seat of my car! It was the only thing I had to safely transport him! I swear he was smiling.🐶

He needed a lot of care, as did his new owner.  As the months went by, an indelible bond was formed. It was clear he had rescued me!

As the four years of pet ownership have flown by, there is one-hundred percent certainty, that he saved me!

Leftat50’s, are you feeling an emptiness inside? There are many ways to fill it. Not necessarily pet adoption. What this post points to is the opportunity to look inside yourself and think about what may be missing. An action you could take to feel whole again. Maybe make a list of all of those quickly dismissed thoughts that could be realized.

Unlike humans, an animal’s love is unconditional.

Perhaps with a walk on a lovely National Pet Day! Here’s to unconditional love!💕

We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!

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