Hello, Sweet Girl

Welcome to the family, Sydney Bristow Maigret.

Yours was the first photo I fell in love with online, right after I decided it was time to stop crying about loss and start focusing on gain. I worried, briefly, that people would think we didn’t wait long enough after Lexx passed, and then worried why I still worry about what other people think. About anything. Ever.

But back to your photo. Huge ears! Amber eyes! Freckles!

I met a bunch of other pups over the next few weeks. All different degrees of lovely, but none were You.

When the rescue organization finally called me back and I met you, I wasn’t instantly blown away by your personality, oh Shy One. But I did like the rapport you had with your future four legged brother, Pico. I could tell that you instantly looked up to him, although next to you, your long legs and mini Greyhound type body makes him look like The Tasmanian Devil.

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(Sorry, P-Man.)

We named you Sydney Bristow, after Jennifer Garner’s super badass CIA agent on Alias. No small feat, but you do the name justice.

We spend a lot of time staring and laughing at you, like you are our flesh and blood newborn. We talk and text about you. It’s totally embarrassing. But you look like a Tiny Fairy Fawn, and spring around like a baby gazelle, sometimes jumping straight up in the air on all fours; a perfect combination of grace and dork. We have never seen anything quite like it, so there is no better form of entertainment as of late.

You are so happy to be here. We are happier.

You had spent the past 2-1/2 years in a kennel; you did not deserve that shit, my friend. But, because of that internment, you were there when we needed you, and for that I am so grateful.

We will make up for lost time.

You have brought so much joy and energy to this household. Where our beautiful Lexx used to stand, there you are now, beside his sweet spirit. In our house and in our hearts. He would have absolutely adored you. I can imagine the two of you chasing each other around, and it’s so vivid that I am convinced it’s happening right now in a parallel universe. 

Pico can be a tough crowd, but he has taken you under his wing and shared his home and humans with you, so you must be pretty special. I think he is a little bit in love. Together, you are beyond the tour de force we had hoped you would be.

You are the first dog we have chosen; Lexx chose us by showing up on our doorstep one night, and Pico by running in front of my car one day. The task was unfamiliar and daunting and overwhelming, but in the end, we went with our gut and our gut was You.

We chose well.

We frickin’ adore you.

Thank you for bringing healing and completeness and humor to our pack, in a way we didn’t think possible after such a loss. Pretty crafty, Little Sydney Bristow Maigret, Badass Secret Agent.

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The Original Sydney Bristow.

Julie Townsend Maigret is a Los Angeles-based interior designer focused on creating distinct, modern, livable spaces for her clients. She started her business in 2007 after attending UCLA’s interior design program. She has since developed a portfolio of thoughtful, comfortable, and often quirky residential and commercial interiors.

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