May you all have a lucky day.
Eight years ago we certainly did on St. Patrick's Day.
It was the day we adopted Noelle from an animal shelter.
I had been on the search one of these.
When I spotted her at a flea market
on March 16, 2002
where the shelter had set up a booth.
Her cage said I'm Noelle, me and my
three friends have lost our home.
I called her name and she looked at me
in such a way I knew she would be perfect us.
All night I talked about her and her short
little legs. A far cry from a German Shepherd.
We almost didn't get her, someone had
asked if they could put her on hold
until a family member could meet her.
It was a nasty day of sleet and snow
when shelter called, saying we don't know
where they are but, you can come see her again.
We arrived five minutes before the shelter closed.
She ran right to us.
The shelter staff found that interesting.
I guess the other people aren't comming.
She is yours if you would like to have her.
Noelle is the most wonderful companion.
How's that for the ultimate flea market find.