Steve bought June when Carolyn patiently went with us to buy a new closet at Ikea right after Christmas. I ended up buying her a larger version of this friend, who she named Charlie, a few weeks ago when she went back to Ikean with me to look for potential baby-room items. As soon as we got there, she saw the big version of June and asked if she could hold him in the cart. I said yes, but reminded her that we would probably not be able to buy him and that she would have to put him back before we left. She agreed. At the end of our shopping trip, she said goodbye to Charlie and bravely put him back on the shelf. No whining. I was amazed. As she gave the dog the biggest most sincere hug, she said, "I love you Charlie. I will come back as soon as I can with my piggy bank so you can come home with me and June. You would like it there." I was so impressed with her ability to so maturely put him back, and noticed a big fat tear running down her face and a quivering lip as I steered the cart toward the cash register. It broke my heart. I just had to grab Charlie, hide him in the bottom of the cart, and buy him. I surprised her with Charlie when we got to the car. I am not sure I ever saw her so grateful. In fact, she has thanked me everyday since for letting her buy Charlie, the big dog.
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