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Greta had given herself plenty of time. She'd needed it. There was a lot to read about modern-day dog ownership, and plenty of supplies to acquire. On top of that, she'd wanted to give her enthusiasm time to fade, if it was going to. The idea of getting a dog had struck suddenly enough to qualify as a whim. She needed to be certain that she wanted a dog for its own sake, and not just because she was desperate for something to do.

But her research hadn't put her off, and her enthusiasm hadn't waned. She staggered her supply runs, giving herself ample time to reconsider. But, two weeks after she first started seriously thinking about it, she finds herself with everything a dog might require. (Except for a bed. The necessity of that seems questionable, and she wouldn't know what size to get until she chose a dog, anyway.)

There's really no need to put it off any longer.

She calls Demelza, intending to suggest they find a time over the next few days, but she isn't surprised when her friend insists that they can make today work, and she doesn't argue. Within the hour, Demelza's cheerfully leading her towards one of Darrow's animal shelters.

"Thank you for this," Greta says for the nth time, her arm linked with her friend's and a long-absent bounce in her step. "It'll be good to have a second opinion."

Date: 2017-07-05 02:43 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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What is truly good, in Demelza's opinion, is seeing Greta in such good spirits, seeing that smile on her face and her mood clearly improved. What she's learned, the horrible things about her story finally being known, there's no undoing that, but Demelza is of the mind that people are often stronger than they believe themselves to be and so she imagines it's only time that Greta needs until most of the awfulness is behind her and the days ahead look bright once more.

"You're welcome," she says cheerfully, though she believes she ought to be the one thanking Greta instead. This is an opportunity she might not have had otherwise, as she knows better than to bring home any other animals while Garrick is still around. Ross would likely make space in their home for another dog by insisting Demelza sleep on the sofa. Helping a friend choose a dog, though, relieves her of the burden of taking one home herself, all while giving her the chance to enjoy choosing an animal.

"Have 'ee thought about whether you'd like a puppy or a full grown dog?" she asks as they head toward the shelter. "I had Garrick as a pup, but tis different now and I d'think I understand why someone might want an adult dog instead of a puppy."

Date: 2017-07-06 04:53 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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Demelza laughs at the thought of it, knowing Garrick would happily suffer any child sitting on him, perhaps even trying to ride him as a horse, and she expects Greta would like a dog that could do the same.

"Puppies learn with their mouths, too," she says, having learned that after her arrival in Darrow. It had made sense to her, as she remember Garrick during that first year, how he had nipped at everything, had chewed whatever he could find until he realized it wasn't something worth chewing. He's not done so in years, doesn't so much as snap at a single thing, except perhaps for the flies, but as a puppy, he'd had so much to learn. "And their little teeth are like needles. They don't mean harm, but tis only that they don't know better. An older dog wouldn't be so prone to nipping any of the children."

Her smile grows a little then as they approach the door. "And it would be nice, wouldn't it, if your dog and Garrick might be able to play. They would wear themselves out and be socialized at the same time. I learned that's important with dogs as well, to have them spend time with other dogs so they know how to properly behave."

Date: 2017-07-08 02:45 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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For all that Demelza is usually quite observant, she doesn't notice the way Greta falters, too distracted by the sudden rush of dogs. There's one just to their left, a sweet faced mutt with short, dark hair and little brown patches on his back, and Demelza wishes to take him home immediately. And just beyond is a massive creature, black and white and brown, a docile and happy expression on her face, and Demelza can imagine any child loving to just bury their hands and face in all that soft and shaggy fur.

"Aren't you sweet?" she asks a blond dog to their right, one whose tail is wagging furiously, though not a single bark escapes her. She's so happy to see them that her tail wagging has her entire body swaying and when Demelza moves to stand in front of her door, the dog jumps up and then spins in excitement, still wriggling with joy.

"Oh, why are they here?" she asks and although she's still smiling, her expression has faltered a little. Although she had been told of the shelters, she finds now she hadn't been the slightest bit prepared, not for all these sweet animals who need homes, all of them in cages, all of them without families to love them. "Why hasn't someone swept them all up already? They're so sweet and so happy."

And they deserve someone who loves them. Demelza knows they're here for Greta, but she wants to bring home every last one of them.

Date: 2017-07-10 09:32 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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"Do 'ee think Ross might kick me out if I were to bring home just five or six of them?" she asks, wiggling her fingers through the cage door at one dog who licks them in response. Then she stands and nods in response to Greta's request, knowing she is here to help her friend above all else, not to take dogs home for herself. Truly she can't, not in the apartment, it wouldn't be fair. Already Garrick doesn't have enough room to run around and she knows they can't yet afford a house of their own and so she never asks Ross to provide them with more space.

They make do with what they have, as they always have before and as they will for the rest of their lives together and she will be happy for it. Because she has him, they have each other, and they have their children. For that reason alone, they are lucky, and she will never once take that for granted.

"Let's go outside," she agrees, reaching to take Greta's arm again and heading toward the door that will lead them out into the yard. The dogs continue to bark excitedly as they pass by and Demelza glances at each and every one, wanting to see all their sweet faces, wanting them to know they've been seen. They don't think like people, she knows that, but she can't help but thinks of them like they are, regardless. Garrick has such a strong, sweet personality, and so she imagines all dogs must be the same.

Date: 2017-07-13 05:03 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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Though Demelza had at one point assumed she knew a fair bit about the shelters and how they were run, she finds herself realizing now that she truly hadn't the slightest idea. There are different yards and so many gates and so many dogs that Demelza finds she doesn't know where to look first and instead settles on simply following Greta. They are here for her, after all, and it only makes good sense to make her the centre of what they're doing, especially when there are so many distractions around them.

She could spend hours here, she realizes, playing with the dogs and caring for them, brushing them and feeding them and making sure they're walked. Her job at Green Gardens is one she loves dearly, but perhaps they would let her come by the shelter once or twice a week, just to help a little here and there.

The dog that approaches them is perhaps less excitable than some of the others they had seen inside and Demelza thinks that may be for the best. She and Greta have spoken about it, after all, they've discussed how it would be best for the dog to be patient with children, and one that jumps and barks is probably not the one Greta is going to want to bring to Green Gardens. This dog, though, is gentle and not quite timid, but slow in its movements and Demelza smiles when Greta rubs its belly, sinking into a crouch alongside her.

She holds her hand toward the dog, letting it sniff her fingers before she begins to stroke its ears gently.

"Tis terribly soft," she agrees with a smile. "And so sweet. What a lovely face."

Date: 2017-07-14 09:59 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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"She does," Demelza chimes in helpfully, looking up at the young woman who has joined them. "I already have a dog and I must doubt my husband would be very pleased with me if were t'bring home another, but Greta is in dire need of a dog, I believe. And she's quite lovely and I know she'll be wonderful to a dog who needs a home."

Perhaps she wasn't being asked to give such a testimonial, but she feels it can't hurt. Although she's done all the necessary legal requirements to have Garrick in Darrow and although she'd known about the shelters, she's still far from an expert and she wants her friend to be approved to bring a dog home. Good character references can only be looked upon as a benefit, she expects.

"Well, that's good to know," Elise says with a bit of a surprised laugh. "Lots of people come here for their first dog, though, so we offer a bunch of help. If you decide one of the dogs is right for you, we'll send you home with some of their things so they have familiar toys and it's best to transition their food, so we would give you some of that, too. Adoption fees include three vet visits with our onsite vet, too."

Date: 2017-07-21 05:26 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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"Well," Demelza says thoughtfully, though she's hiding a bit of a sly grin. "I did know I liked Julia and Jeremy straight off and they're children, which I think t'be looked upon as just as serious a commitment."

She's being silly and when she looks up at Greta, it's clear in her smile that she knows it, but she does sort of feel that to be true. Her children had come from her, of course, and she had carried them for nine months, but she knows there are women in Cornwall who'd not wanted some of their babies, who'd dropped them down old, unused mine shafts, who had done other horrible things in order to escape equally horrible situations, and she supposes if someone is able to do something like that, they must not feel all that attached to the child in the first place.

Perhaps she's wrong, having never been in such a situation, but she doesn't believe choosing a dog this quickly is a bad thing at all.

"I don't think it is," she says, shaking her head, reaching out to run her fingers through Sadie's soft fur. "I think sometimes there's a connection that seems silly to deny. Sadie clearly likes you and I think if you like her, too, then there's nothing else to consider, is there?" Maybe if she continued to look she would find another dog she likes as well, but they both know Greta can't take all of them home and there is likely something good to be said for all of them, but at the end of it, she still has to pick only one.
Edited Date: 2017-07-21 05:26 pm (UTC)

Date: 2017-07-25 02:51 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] letitbetrue
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"I think I could live here, if not for my family," Demelza admits, as she's always loved animals and in many cases she's loved them better than some people. There are exceptions, of course, there always are, but when she thinks of her father and men like George Warleggan, she finds she's bound to prefer animals each and every time. Animals have so little in the way of true cruelty. Any aggression they show is due to instinct and due out of some desire to hurt another person or ruin a man's life in the manner of which her father and George seem to exist. Even Francis can be forgiven, his harsh words for her said in a moment of deep anger and grief, but even so, she thinks she'd pick a dog over him, too.

"Sadie, do 'ee think you'll like to play with my Garrick?" she asks the dog, whose tail continues to sway back and forth. She doesn't wiggle quite like Garrick still sometimes does -- though he was more inclined to it as a pup -- but Demelza thinks that's a good thing. Perhaps some of her temperament might rub off on her beast, which would certainly please Ross.

Shifting around, Demelza reaches for a nearby ball, which seems to catch Sadie's interest and she smiles and then holds the ball out toward Greta. "Elise said even fetch could be considered a job, did she not? Perhaps you ought to test it out and see if she likes it."


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