It took a miracle to find a place for our big dogs......
Dogs are a major consideration when moving. How well we know this. When deciding where we were going to move to, the animals were a big issue. Most houses and apartments do not accept dogs period and if they do it is under 30 pounds. We wanted less work but not an apartment or duplex. We wanted space between the neighbors. We considered re-homing both dogs but Indy is 8 years old and my husbands dog. Bear is a Great Pyrenees mix, 110 pounds, and flunked ducks and chickens 101. They bark a lot, especially Bear. He is a protective breed, who feels his main job is to protect you from bad guys. Their domain includes your house and the whole neighborhood as well. He is two years old and has finally gotten over the destroy stage. I don't know how many hoses we replaced. Many dogs his size end up in dog pounds with owners overwhelmed with their seek and destroy puppy skills. In buying him as a puppy to protect our ducks and chickens, we got him too old. He was 3 months when we brought him home. Eventually we gave up on training him out of playing too rough with little animals. We could have re-homed him but we had grown to love him. Taking him and finding a place for all of us is full of miracles. This blog today is about miracles.
The 2000 mile trip to Nevada proved to us that you can take a monster dog on his first long distance trip and still have a car left. Bear is part Newfoundland and he drools badly. When we shakes his head, the drool flies everywhere within two or three feet. So when taking him in the car it involves protecting the car somewhat. During our trip, he had his first experience in Motel 6 and turned out to be pretty good. Even when our RAV 4 died in route and we had to stuff both dogs in the backseat of the Camray, he was good.
When the Nevada destination turned out to be the wrong move, we were faced with the task of finding a home for all of us with a fenced back yard that would accept the two dogs. We would have never picked Colorado to begin with since it has gotten so expensive. When we ended up at my daughters house, we had no idea of where we would end up. I was more focused on our animals than other details. Deep down I wanted a one story house without a lot of steps, enough room for our office and my library of books, lots of sunny windows, a yard for the dogs, and a place we could call home. The traffic in the Denver area was awful, so we needed a place more quiet with less traffic. Neither one of us wanted the big city, but did not want to live as isolated as we were in TN. We knew what we needed but could we find it and at a price we could afford?
Everyone other than our children, said you will never find a place that will accept Bear at 110 pounds. Give the dogs up was the prevailing opinion. My oldest daughter was the one who helped us to keep our faith up. She told us during this dark time, that God would bring us the home we needed. Three weeks of looking at various areas within a three hour range looked grim. At this point, I gave it to God. If were going to find a house for all of us, it would have to be a miracle. There are times when that is all you can do. There is no place that God cannot find you and bring a miracle when it seems impossible.
At the same time we were at my daughter's house, they had more company. Her name was Aunt Elsie. She was older than we are and had lost everything in a wild fire in CA several years ago. Her faith was unshakeable. She was a burst of optimism and inspiring. She had grown up in Yuma, Co which was 2 1/2 hours away. It was a great rural little town so maybe we should check it out.
Their old yard in Tennessee above.
I took this as a sign and began researching the small rural town of Yuma, Co. It had a hospital, doctors, clinics, a Subway, several small restaurants, a Dollar General, moderate sized grocery store and tree lined streets. The high plains of Colorado are as different from TN as you could get. Miles and miles of grassland, cattle and crops are what the plains is all about. We drove down there to take a look. The first drive was a bit of a shock from the beautiful mountains of Littleton, Co. Once you get over the shock, the miles of grasslands is relaxing. There is a beauty to it and peace. Could we live happily without mountains and trees? After a few days of consideration, we decided we could. Rentals there in that small town were a rarity and especially on our budget with two dogs. At this point, we needed a miracle. The first step was to call a real estate agent in the town to see what was available. The agent answered and the first words were we have nothing available, rentals are rare here but she did know of one but had no details other than it was a big two story house. I thanked her and almost didn't call. I expected it to be way out of our budget. In the end, I did call. It was a huge two story house with a fenced in yard in town. I was shocked when she told me the price, $750 which is a miracle in Colorado where the going home rental is over $2000. Then came the courage to bring up the dogs. She loved dogs and was not hesitant about Bear. It turned out that a dog like Bear had wandered on to their property some time back. It took several days to find his owner and they had grown to love the huge dog. The dogs were no problem. She then asked if we had cats. I said yes and she said cats were an issue. Her last renters had caused damage from their cats. My heart sank. I told her we had references that are animals were not a problem. After a few minutes of discussion, she would reconsider but had to think about it. We needed another miracle. Two days later she called and stated we would be considered despite the cats. This I felt was a sign. So we headed down to see the house and meet with her. More miracles would come with this meeting. Please come back to read the rest of our story.
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