I think I love little dachshund paws and butt’s just about as much as I love their petite, sweet faces.

Capturing this shot of Gidget’s perfectly sized paws had me thinking about where they may have all been.

That’s the thing when adopting a dog from a rescue situation. You may not know what roads they’ve traveled to get to their destination.

Do they know where they are heading? Do they know where they want to end up? Did Gidget seek me out? Was it meant to be?

In many ways I do feel it was fate that we were brought together. I felt this intense pull toward Gidget when I first saw her photo.

I couldn’t say exactly why, but I felt this calling in my heart that was so strong. Her eyes reached into my soul as if to say, “I’ve traveled many paths with my final destination as you.”

So maybe I’m projecting a bit into this. Maybe not. But there is no denying there was something in my soul that spoke to me about her.

Every time I hear the clickety-clack of her nails on our hardwood maple floors, my heart gushes with love for her. She makes our house a home.

No matter where those tiny paws have been before of which I do not know, I’m so grateful they took a turn and headed down the path to me.

And I promise you, little sweet paws attached to the softest, hot-dog shaped body, and big spirit of a personality, who I fondly call my Little G, you can remain planted firmly in this place that is now your forever home.