
After our previous puppy passed away, my wife and I weren't really sure if we wanted to bring another puppy into the home. We decided to look. It was our feeling that if we didn't find the right puppy then that was just fine, but if we DID find a puppy that was clearly God being merciful. God is merciful, indeed. We found Rayya a few days later and brought her home. Named in honor of Tali, who is still loved and sorely missed, Rayya has become a central part of my life. At four months old she is learning to walk on a leash and will soon become my workout buddy, just like her predecessor was supposed to be. Rayya loves playing with Sonar, our five year old Papillon, though he is not always receptive of her puppy charms. And yes, you can feel free to ask how "Rayya" is even remotely related to "Tali." I promise there is a connection.
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