Fate has become a garden dog, she just loves working with people, especially Maria, and when Maria gardens, Fate is always by her side, sniffing the flowers, eating ants, looking for some love and attention. She is always trying to lure me to the pasture gate to work, she does everything but a line dance to get me interested.

Today, I saw Maria’s sneakers and socks drying out, and I got Maria some new flowers to plant. Fate came right over to check it out, she wants to be involved in everything, she is curious about everything. She is the perfect dog for Maria, who now has gotten herself another great dog for her.

Fate goes with Maria into the woods, into her studio, sits by her feet when she reads, curls up in bed with her in the morning, gardens with her in rain and sun.

Maria’s dog life proves that that there are many good ways to get the right dog. Frieda, adopted from a shelter, was the dog Maria needed then. The two were a wonderful pair. Fate is the dog she needs now. One came from a shelter, one came from a breeder. There is never just one way to get a dog.

Maria once was primarily interested in rescue, which is still close to her heat, but she is also interested in her life with the dog. That’s when it works out in miraculous ways, I believe.