My Name is Emma

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The Santa Fe Animal Shelter named me CHARO when I got there last week. I was so tired from running on the streets of California where I hail from.

A nice person on the sidewalk offered me some food and I was beyond hungry so I decided to trust the lady. Her voice was slow and soft as she drove me to this place that was so noisy and scary with too much barking. All of a sudden I was in another car in a crate driving for a long, long time. (Santa Fe exchanges dogs with other shelters. We have an abundance of big dogs and California has many little dogs in their shelters so we trade out)

My teeth were really hurting and I was limp from using up all my courage.

We got to Santa Fe and this guy in a white coat looked so worried when he saw me. I have some years on me and scrounging for food and water on the streets was all I did. My skin and hair looked pretty bad I think.

The white-coat guy said everything would be ok and the next thing I remember is waking up with most of my teeth gone and my female parts altered in some weird way. I was sore.

I started to feel a tiny bit better after awhile. Drank a little water and listened to all the sounds in the room. The white-coat guy kept poking his face in to check me out.

A different and gigantic man came and opened my cage and gently picked me up. He knew all the right words to say, how to hold me and I liked him.

We walked a ways and then he put me in the arms of Cathy.

She bent down to whisper hello in my ear. Then we just sat there together for the longest time. My body felt her respiration slow and drop into a soft place and I relaxed too.

She sang a little song. Her voice wasn’t that good but I thought the effort was nice.

Cathy took me home. She first named me SQUEEZER but that wasn’t my name; too cute. Don’t get me wrong.. I AM cute but there is more to me than that and Cathy saw it. I am a survivor. My step is high and proud; almost regal. I am fast and smart and wise and calm.

My name is EMMA; nothing hard or cute or inventive..The sound arrives like the song Cathy sang to me when we met..

Like a prayer.


11 Responses to “My Name is Emma”

  1. Carole Zoom on July 17th, 2015

    Oh you! What a great partner in crime Emma will be

  2. Paul on July 17th, 2015

    So sweet I am in tears.

  3. Bree on July 17th, 2015

    Dearest Cathy and Emma,
    My heart sings and I’m smiling so wide. What an amazing journey Emma. You are such a brave girl just like your Mom. New beginnings are so much fun, enjoy!
    Love, Bree

  4. Alexis McNaughton on July 17th, 2015

    And she has a sense of humour. ‘The effort was nice…”
    Can’t wait to meet her…

  5. Maureen O'Brien on July 17th, 2015

    Beautiful story. So happy for Emma and you. Perfect. I will follow Emma’s story. She writes very well. Maybe a Stanford drop out. Happy you found each other.

  6. KK Wilder on July 17th, 2015

    Welcome to a new and loving world, Emma!

  7. Irene on July 17th, 2015

    Wishing you and Emma many blessings and good times together.

  8. Debra Moody on July 19th, 2015

    WOW WOW WOW!!!
    You FOUND each other! So terrific! I’m glad that this worked out for you through SFAS – let me know if you need anything. Love to you!!

  9. Judith Henry on July 19th, 2015

    i am so happy for you both. Sounds as if you were meant to come together. Warm congrats to you and Emma. Love the name.

  10. gerry harty on July 19th, 2015

    Of all your stories Cathy this is the best!!!Emma is one lucky girl and from the sweet picture of her so are you! xoxo

  11. laura Hegfield on July 29th, 2015

    Hooray! I’m so happy you have one another to love, to breathe with, to cuddle.

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