I had just finished college in the early 90’s, and I did not know what to do with myself. I had been a Family Studies major, and I was too class-weary to go on to graduate school at the time.
Not to mention that I was broke.
So I moved back home to Jachin, in rural south Alabama.
Moving back home, to a rural community, after being so social at college was extremely hard. Extremely. If I wanted to go hang out with friends, I had to drive 2 hours back to Tuscaloosa or travel hours to see my buddies.
One of my good friends, Melanie, was living in Chattanooga and teaching school. She started listening to this cool, local alternative radio station. Boys and girls, before it was “grunge,” it was called “alternative music,” and Melanie got me into it by sending me tapes that she made for me.
[By the way, my friend is Melanie Dickerson, author of several books by Zondervan. Her new book, The Captive Maiden, comes out on October 22nd. http://www.melaniedickerson.com/books.html. I’m very proud of her! She comes from a small, rural town in south Alabama, too.]
One of the bands that Melanie recorded for me was “Toad the Wet Sprocket.”
So when Princess Buttercup suggested “Sprocket” as a name for our rescued pup, Lefty and I both liked it. “It’s like that band, you know, ‘Love & Sprockets,’” I told them.
Lefty said that he’d never heard of it before. And Lefty knows a lot of bands. I looked it up online.
Toad the Wet Sprockets.
So that’s what we named this adorable waif of a pup.
Poor little guy. He was found abandoned somewhere in Tennessee or Kentucky and a lady called the shelter about him. He needed a loving, patient home. Snuggles needed a dog companion after losing her bestie, Samson.
Sprocket is very scared of people. But even after 2 days, he is much better because of Snuggles and TLC from our family. We will always love and miss Samson. He will never be forgotten.
But now we can share the loving home that we have—with a little puppy who needs us. (More on Friday.)