After a long tiring day last week, I stopped by a local Austin haunt called Zen to grab food for my family.  I decided to treat myself to a decaf mocha while I waited – I had earned it that day.  As I walked toward the Starbucks located on the corner, I saw some blue tents in the parking lot.  Oohhhh....maybe a sale?  But it what was under those tents that really caught my eye – rescue dogs.

It was a local organization called PawMatch who takes dogs from the shelters who are on the verge of euthanasia and finds them homes.  This alone tugged at my heart strings...but nothing prepared me for the feeling that came over me when I saw him.  In the middle of the chaos sat the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.  His name was Little Stomp.  He had big brown eyes, a beautiful tan coat, a HUGE head and some of the shortest and most muscular legs you had ever seen on a dog.  He was a mutt and I was in love.

I immediately called my husband declaring I found another dog and we had to have him!  A second dog was nothing we had discussed...you see...I only became a dog person about a year ago.  I fought it for many years and when I finally took the plunge, I never looked back.  My husband is a wonderful man so he and my son humored me as they drove to the Starbucks on the corner.  But like the rush of a warm Austin night breeze, they too were taken with Little Stomp.

To make a very long story short, the next day we adopted Little Stomp – fleas and all.  He is clean, happy, playful and the most loving dog I have ever met.  We renamed him Jack Kerouac Matthews.  We felt like Little Stomp only highlighted his vertical challenge and did not want the other dogs to make fun of him (but..there is nothing wrong with being short!) and well...we did find him “On the Road”.  I guess we never really know where that road leads, but this time - it lead straight to my heart.

Welcome home Jack