Isn’t he lovely. Isn’t he wonderful. Isn’t he precious. Only two years old. I never thought that I could be in love with a dog who can’t see. But isn’t he lovely, just pure love.
Isn’t he pretty. Truly the angel’s best. His joy makes me happy. He has been heaven blessed. I can’t believe what God has done. He’s given us this lovely one. But isn’t he lovely, just pure love.
Meet Stevie Wonder. He’s a gorgeous German Shepherd. The only problem is, he doesn’t know just how gorgeous he is. You see, he’s completely blind. Oh, don’t worry, he’s perfectly fine and gets around well.
Years ago, I would have walked right past a dog like Stevie Wonder. When I would look for a dog he or she would have to be just perfect. Any defects, I would just keep on searching. I know it sounds bad but I wanted my new dog just so. Until I started volunteering at BARC and for RPM.
I will never forget when two couples came to BARC because they saw an eight-year-old blind Alaskan Malamute with heartworms on the internet. Someone dropped him off at the shelter because they had no use for him any longer. Both couples REALLY wanted him. He went home with one of them to enjoy the rest of his life. They didn’t fight over him, but both families we dynamite.
Oh, and then there’s my boy, Rex. A huge beautiful hound dog with a front leg that never developed. He got around just fine. Years ago, I would have walked right past him. But now, his face just called out to me: Love me. That’s all I want. I took him outside, showed him some long overdue tenderness, took his picture, and posted him all over the internet. Two days later, he was rescued.
Then there was Carrie. She looked like a miniature Golden Retriever. She recently had a litter of puppies that had nursed. A nice young lady clearly loved her but was hesitant to take her home because her nipples were still swollen from milk production. After doing my very finest used car salesman routine, Carrie went home with a sweetie.
I guess what I’m saying is that time and experience has transformed me. These imperfect (yet very perfect) dogs are Transformers. Yes, they are my Transformers. Maybe I was just looking for something that didn’t exist. Perfection. Maybe my eyes didn’t let me truly see the beauty of these special dogs due to some prejudice. Whatever the case, these dogs are my transformers.
And Stevie Wonder. Don’t you worry. He’s settling quite nicely with is new family, in his new home. Isn’t he lovely. Isn’t he wonderful. Yes, he is. You don’t need a Transformer. Just open your heart and your mind.
