(New Member) How I Got My Dogs
I'm sure you guys have talked a lot about how you got your dogs so I just thought I'd share my babies' stories.
In April 2000, my precious labrador died. I miss her so much. In about August of 2000, I felt I was ready to get a new doggy. I researched breeds and looked at shelters for 3 months. I needed a small dog since I live in an apartment. I wanted the perfect one. I came close to adopting a few but the rescue group kept falling through on their appointments and not returning my calls. I was on my way to school one day listening to the morning radio show. Someone from the shelter went on the radio to talk about some of their dogs they have for adoption. They talked about a wirehaired fox terrier, "Paddy", who's time was up 4 days ago but they really wanted to place him in a home. I turned the car around and found myself driving to the shelter instead of school. I didn't even think about it, just did it. I ran in there and had to run up and down rows and rows of cages trying to find the one he was in. It was the city shelter which is not a great place to visit. I cry the whole time every time I go there. Through my tears, I saw a mangy little dog sitting in his cage quietly, just waiting. All the other dogs were yelping and barking and going crazy, but this one just sat. He looked so sad and depressed. I immediately filled out an application and they approved me on the spot. He had no other apps on him. I took him home 20 minutes later. What a sad dog, all he did was curl up in a ball and stare into space. He also had kennel cough. I figured he had been neglected and abused because whenever I would move my hand, he'd hit the floor like I was going to hit him. I bought him toys but when I threw them to him, they'd just hit him in the head. He had no idea how to play. I'm happy to report that today he is the most dominant, bold, happy little guy with tons of attitude. He's a handful and a half but I love him to pieces. Paddy is now named Harley.
I work and volunteer at the humane society. I fall in love with dogs constantly but I am usually able to control myself from bringing them all home. I got sick in January with bronchitis and had to miss a week of going to the humane society. During this time, a badly matted and neglected poodle in need of grooming came. They got him groomed so he was adopted before I ever got to see him. The small dogs tend to go really fast. A month and a half later, the little poodle shows back up because his owners were being evicted. I walked into the kennels that day and he was the first dog I saw. Since I didn't know him, I went over to meet him. Something happened that I just can't explain. Something made me take him into a visitation room and hold him and talk to him for hours. I felt like our souls connected and I was meant to have him. I convinced myself he would get a good home soon so I didn't need to worry. Well two days later, I came back and he was still there with no applications. I thought this had to be a sign because a cute little guy such as him usually doesn't last a day. I filled out an app and told them not to hold him for me since I had to talk to my lanlord. It was Friday night and I said if he was still there Monday morning, I would take him. Well they put a hold on him for me anyway because they wanted me to have him. I'm sooooo glad! I love this guy. He's so beautiful and he gets along with my cat and dog wonderfully. He's my baby doll. I named him Reece.
Ok, I made this longer than I thought it would be. Sorry for going on so much but you know how it is once you get started http://PetoftheDay.com/talk/smile.gif
