I do not wish to make a big issue of "signs" that foretell of something to come. In fact, I still struggle with believing such things can happen. But I had so many unusual things happen to indicate another pup was coming my way.
And as I sort out the story of this, I ask you to bear with my "backing" up once more, to the time between the dream and when I initially saw Petey's photo.
One day in September 2015, when the leaves were falling and being blown by crisp breezes, I visited friends at the EM&M building. The door to the hallway was left open, as it often is on comfortable weather days. I waded through leaves at the entry to reach my destination.
Realizing I forgot my keys, I waded back through the leaves, lightly kicking something underneath, yet not paying attention for I supposed it was a twig. Returning to the building, I again lightly stepped on something out of the norm, but my intent was visiting my friends, so I did not stop.
Once seated with my friends, I realized I had forgotten to bring in something my friends had requested. Another trip to my vehicle, another "slosh" through leaves, another bump under my boot. Having retrieved the item, I walked through the hall door insisting to myself this was the last time. I nearly tripped over that "thing" this time, and stopped.
"What is this I keep stepping on?" I asked out loud with exasperation.
I kicked away the leaves and found this:
"Strange," I mused. "This isn't colored like the puppy in my dream." I became somewhat nervous, wondering if this ragged, dirty and worn book was not to foretell the color of a future dog, but the personality. I brought the book home and left it out for me to see daily. It motivated me to pray, "God, if something like this is coming my way, please make me into the kind of person who can deal with it. Because today is not that day."