On our forays to and fro the Refuge S.P.A. des Baux de Provence in hopes to adopt the handsome Kipling, the countryside of the Alpilles provided both a fine mirror and consolation to the heart-skip of our emotions.
We would park at the same spot, beyond the refuge but not so far that we were innocuous to the plaintive yips and demanding barks, I would wait as Remi would go and retrieve Kipling and pace with Ben, trying to remain positive, trying not to imagine Remi coming back without him because he had been claimed (although in all honestly, we would have been delighted if that had been the case. We are no dog thieves).
So I would look at the trees, studiously.
Then sigh with relief as I saw Remi and Kip come into view.
After our little hips and hoorays, our worries and wonders, we would part. On the way back to Arles, the car would somehow pull itself over to the side of the road.
A beauty balm.
And we are still digesting these recent events, each of us in our own way.
That is why we hopped in the car yesterday, four of us now, for a little country interlude, one that did us all some good.
*Update: I know that some of you must be wondering how things are going with Kipling’s arrival into our household. I don’t think that we could have asked for it to have gone better so far. He is wonderful and is recuperating nicely. Ben is adjusting very well and is offering up the best of his sweet self. Remi and I are dolling out Love all around.*
Thank you all so very much for your unbelievably wonderful, generous and heart-felt responses to welcome Kipling. I think that they are the most that I have ever had to a post and each one is as special as the last. Remi and I were both very touched by them.
I hope that you will bear with me if, as with this post, I am a little less verbose these next few weeks…I really want to give all of my attention to making Kipling feel at home. Merci les amis…
*Update to the update. Try as I might, I can’t resist just one:*
Sanda!! I am already "the crazy lady" for having two while living in town but three? Heehee. However, if I lived in the suburbs or the country…three it would be muddy paws or no…
Heather, I'm at the computer doing other things, but just had to call forth my husband to view this photo. He's insanely wild about Goldens so we are quite a pair. He just "oooh'd and ahh'd" over this; then naturally, I had to back up to your last post and show him the original Kipling photos. He thinks they are absolutely gorgeous!! which the are, of course.
If he had his way, we'd bring home a third Golden rescue, but I have to say no but only because of the added work of cleaning four extra paws when it's muddy outside. But wouldn't it be great to have three?????
Thank you so much Sanda for your support–I need from experienced folk like yourself! Wait until you see the new photos…
We certainly are, Ella. No cats allowed! At least not yet…
Do!! It is even more beautiful than I can portray it…
Thank you so much friend. Remi is too.
I am glad that someone enjoyed the non-pupper photos!! 🙂 And yes, it is. Thank goodness I have these two to make me keep exploring despite the cold.
I happen to know for a fact that you are one.
OMG!! What an over the top sweet and gorgeous thing: Ben and Kip on the sofa asleep. How wonderful all are adjusting to the new living arrangement. Knew it would be so. Beautiful babies!!!
That picture!!!! It's too precious with the two of them snuggling under the blanket! Dogs are great like that. They get along almost immediately whereas cats…well it could take a lifetime for a scene like this to happen, especially if the two cats had just met.
Good thing you both are puppy people!
Happy Valentines Day to you both!