I was waiting to hear about a sheltie that needed rehomed. She sounded perfect, she was so pretty in her picture, 8 years old and liked other animals so I was ahead of the game but someone had called before me so I was second if it didnt go through. It went through. I had prayed that she would go to the right home so I guess it wasnt meant to be for me and I truly want to be happy someone will love her but my heart did break a bit.
I was really unfit to be around last night. Dinner was tense, I was snappy. My companion lost a brand new storage container and I made him search for it giving him a lecture how he could lose something using it the very first time and well I am sure he was scratching his head thinking what is this all about? I finally apologized and had a cry that I never got the call that I could come meet the little beauty. I couldnt sleep most of the night, finally around 4 am I turned in and resigned myself back to my search, though my heart is heavy and isnt into another disappointment just yet.
I did find a breeders listing in my state though his fee is much higher than I anticipated paying so I dont know what to do right now. My friend said when in doubt sit quietly a wait. I am lousy at waiting.