Expectations shape reality, but doggone it, this wasn’t what we were expecting!
Last year, we lost Stormy, our sweet 11-year-old lab, to cancer. So my husband Mike and I started talking about getting a companion for Jack, our 10-year-old labradoodle. We had even thrown around some cute names for our new addition like Alesh, Stella, Jameson, Henry, Ireland. We agreed that the new addition would be: Medium-sized, three to five years old, potty-trained, and well-behaved.
Then, we just waited for those expectations to be met. They were great expectations, to be sure, just like we experience every day in the business world. But, were they too great?
Looking for opportunity in the right places
Since I volunteer at an animal shelter, I had been keeping my eyes open for the right dog. I arrived for my shift on a pretty spring Saturday afternoon and as soon as our eyes met, I knew she was the one! Turns out, an Animal Control Officer (ACO) found this lovely dog the day before. Her nails were painted bright red, she had a pretty pink collar on, but she had the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen.continue reading »