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Maggis was 3 1/2 mos old when I adopted her. I first spotted her at a
Petsmart adoption event. When back twice to see her again.:) Took Smokey
to meet her & it was a great success. I loved her optimism, spunk and her
unique coloring. She has brown streaks on all four feet.:) She is such a
sweet, sweet girl.:love:
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When I gave my Aunt her dog back I knew I couldn't live anymore without a dog in my house. My Aunt's dog was an Alaskan Malamute and he was so wonderful that my hubby wanted to get one like him. We went on petfinders.com and did a search for an Alaskan Malamute.. We ended finding Tippy almost an hours drive away. My husband said I've prayed about the dog and when we get to the shelter if he comes to us then he's the dog for us but if he doesn't than he's not the dog. When we got to the shelter Tippy was in the next to the last pen. When we got there the Shelter worker said "Tippy you have company she opened the pen and Tippy came running out like a bumble bee with his tail on fire. He ran and jumped as high as he could to me and then did the same to my husband and back to me. My husband was looking scared. I laughed and said I guess Tip got the memo from the angel because he met your requirements. My impression was that this is one hyper dog. He was still a puppy only 4 months. Oh and I don't think he has any malamute at all in him:D. I use to love to watch him run in the yard. He would run so fast that he would start to roll down the hill. He is the perfect dog for us. He get's plenty of exercise and has calmed down a lot. Sorry for being so long.
My first impression of Taggart? Eh, I wasn't too overly impressed, to be honest.
There are more sheep than people in my home country, so naturally the majority of dogs there are sheepdogs/border collie lookalikes. So yeah, appearance wise he was pretty generic.
And when I walked him from my friends car up to my apartment, he pulled the leash and was generally over excited and impossible to connect with. So again, I was not too impressed with his manners at all! To top that off, first thing he did when he got into the apartment was to mark on the wall :rolleyes:
Generally he was hyperactive and clingy and had no manners whatsoever.
He hasn't changed much over the years either, lol.
On January 20, 2009, about 3 PM, I was sitting at the Breakfast Table, drinking a cup of Coffee. Yea, that's a little late in the day for Coffee for me, but, during winter, I do that.
As I looked across the lawn, having sprinkled some seed out for the Jay's and corn for the Squirrels, I saw absolutely the cutest little tan and black furball I had ever seen, running across the lawn toward a Squirrel. The little guy was bounding over the longer grass, which we leave long during the winter months, and by the time he got to where the Squirrel was, it was long gone.
It had been over ten years, since I lost my last dog to Parvo. Suffering so much from that, I professed that I would NEVER have another, dreading the eventually of dealing with the grief, from another loss.
That grief remains still.
But, when I saw him turn and look over at me, it was love at first sight, and it wasn't just me, thinking like that.
As the time has passed, that love has turned to adoration, and when I look down, and see him looking up at me, I really believe he knows that.
When I went to go pick out a puppy I had the choice between 5 male bassets. I kinda wanted one with more white, but this cute little guy with the most red caught my eye sleeping away. I picked him up and he curled into my lap and looked up at me then fell asleep. Just like saying "ok you can take me home". I was sold at that moment. The little look he gave me and the little puppy sigh that he did then fell asleep:love: I wrote the check for him with him still in my lap:p
This is a picture at the breeders right after he looked at me then fell asleep.
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now could anyone leave that smooshy face basset puppy?;)