Wasn't Meant To Be...

Found this sweet boy on PetFinder.com who was rescued from a kill center during the July 4th holiday (when Kirby passed away). His name is Keemo which even begins with a "K" which is important in our family.  We thought Kosmo would sound enough like Keemo to not be confusing and better than sounding like chemo.  He is in Nashville which was doable. The size we wanted and a poodle mix ---two years old. Prayed that if God wanted us to add a third dog back in the mix, things would work out. They asked when we could pick him up in the application and we said tomorrow or Friday. The agency said he was still available so we were thrilled. We had to send pictures of us and our other dogs, three character references, our vet as a reference, our groomer as a reference--- our plans for what would happen to him if something happened to us. Very detailed which we were impressed with but I have after all adopted a special needs CHILD before so I kind of thought I had this. LOL

Well, as we sat down to prayer meeting tonight, we received an email back saying there was someone before us who was looking at the dog AND that they wanted to place him with a family who both parents didn't work. We were very disappointed but I have to believe that God has something in mind for us that is far greater than what we have in mind and isn't that awesome?
We pick up Kirby's remains in the morning in Oxford exactly a week from when we said good-bye to him. I hope it helps bring closure. I've kind of been dreading it but at the same time I want to bring him home. We would appreciate your prayers for our strength and understanding that this is a part of the cycle of life that God has given us.