When I was two, I was in with my grandparents in a toy store and fell in love with a puppy dog. It was small, white, and fluffy. I begged them to get it for me, which they did, and I slept with it EVERY night. Skip forward about 3 years....to Christmas Day. I brought "Puppy" downstairs to see all my presents. I set him on a chair, and promptly forgot about him. I didn't even think about him that night, because I had received a new doll that I was sooo excited about. The next day, I discovered I couldn't find him anywhere! I asked my parents to help me....and we basically tore our house apart looking. I could not find him! Finally, my parents figured out that he must have gotten thrown away with the Christmas wrapping....as they remembered that the chair I put him on was they place the put all the trash. I was so heartbroken! Skip forward another year...I still had not found him, but had gotten over it. Then..........one day, after Thursday ballet class, my mom, Olivia and I had to stop by Farm Fresh to get something for dinner. When we where checking out, I noticed this table of toys close by. My mom let Olivia and I go play. There were stuffed Webkins, a few dolls, and...........puppy!!!!!!!!!!!! It was so incredible! There were only five or six of them in a small pile. I KNEW that it was the same brand, the same fluffy white fur, the same little eyes looking at me......I started crying, and took one to my mom. Of course she knew how much this meant to me, and bought him for me. I cried all the way home! I was so happy! I know it seems silly, but I think God had planned that, because I have NEVER seen those puppies ANYWHERE since that day...and I had never seen them there before! I am still encouraged that He really cares about the littlest things....because He LOVES to see us happy!
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