…the rug, not the dog. Although, you never know, both came to me this past winter, each with a mysterious past life. While the weather was being brutally unkind, I happened upon two new loves.
For both I had a picture in my mind of what I wanted. They needed to have a bit of history. I didn’t want a new rug nor a new pup. They needed to capture my heart at first sight, have a bit of a story to tell and be stunning in every way.
The rug was my Christmas gift. I learned strange words in my search of antique persian rugs like ‘Soumak” and realized that the ones that caught my attention the most had little details that made them attractive to me, like a centered medallion or some type of floral design. Otherwise, they all started to look the same but once I knew these things it was easy to pick out a few through a persian rug seller on eBay. I copied some links and sent an email to my hubby to let him pick and surprise me for Christmas. (much easier for both of us!)
Later on in the winter, a week before Valentine’s Day, I came upon our sweet Lila. This little shih tzu’s face popped up in the pet community of craigslist. Although she was 5 years old her dog groomer owner had only had her for a few months. Lila had to share a home with three other dogs and she was not a pack kinda girl. She needed her space. Her history before that though, like my rug, was a little sketchy and unknown. That’s okay though because I was not going to let her out of my sight. She has turned out to be the sweetest thing in the world. Calm, house-trained, no barking or trouble making of any kind.
(My son with Lila the day we got her.)
Her greatest flaw? A magnetic ability to make you stop whatever you’re doing to give her a kiss. Folding laundry takes much longer now.
And so these two ladies, an ornate persian rug and a scruffy little pup, have joined my home and have made it much cozier than it ever was before. And while I wasn’t the first person in their lives, they’ve found a home with me for, what I hope, is many, many more years.