Antiques and junk

About 10 years ago, I worked at a small antique mall in the Jacksonville, Florida area. A woman called and said she had some things she'd like to sell and thought they were antiques. I consulted with the owner and she wasn't interested, so I agreed to meet with the woman myself.

When I arrived at the residence it was obvious that it was quite a shambles. Three or four dogs greeted me and several kitties were wandering the premises. I looked at what she wanted to sell and quickly determined they were not antiques and actually filthy with pests and who knows what. I kept my thoughts to myself and went to leave, when an adorable little white dog came out from under a table, came up to me, and put his paws on my leg, looking at me as if to say... "PLEASE... PLEASE... PLEASE TAKE ME". When the woman asked me if there was anything that I wanted, I laughed and said, yes I'd take him!

She said, "oh my gosh, please, yes, take him, I can't take care of him anymore"! I was shocked! It took me about a nano-second to pick him up and take him to my car. I thought to myself, I'm nuts! I have two dogs and two cats and I'm raising a teenage daughter by myself.

That little boy was crawling with fleas and his hair was so matted. I gave him 2 flea baths and the fleas were still being stubborn. I got out my dog groomer kit and shaved him up. I'm realizing now that this little guy is a Maltese and a real cutie!

He immediately started playing with my dogs and was as happy as could be. I'm thinking I can't do this, a third dog. But, fate as it is, that afternoon my boss's kitty passed away. She was devastated and inconsolable. I waited a couple of days, she agreed to meet, "Buddy" and it was instant love. I was so happy to have found this little guy his new forever home!

Amy
Alabama, AL