Some say I saved Beaux, but I’ve always said that Beaux saved me.

For many years I prayed that God would give me a friend. In April of 2019, Beaux was being rehomed, yet he did not end up with me. Come late July of 2019, It seemed to be a stroke of luck when Beaux ended up in the same small town I was spending my summer in. At the time, I didn’t realize he was the same dog. I went to meet him, and after I sat on the floor, he sat in my lap. I knew it was meant to be. From then on we were joint at the hip. Later on I discovered the same dog I had previously tried to bring home had just fallen into my lap.

To know Beaux was to love Beaux. Words can not adequately describe our sweet boy. His personality was like no dog I have ever met. I am certain that he was my soul dog and I am beyond lucky to have been chosen to be his Mom. It is truly the greatest privilege I have even been given.