Let me start out by saying I had NO INTENTIONS of getting a puppy. And, I don't have any pics yet.
So, I get up today, take the dogs for a walk, feed them, and run to the store. While I'm at that end of town, I decide to run to Petco--while there, I met a beautiful Aussie, and the woman told me they just adopted her from the SPCA. Hmmm, I haven't been there in a while (it makes me cry), so off I go to see the dogs. I saw all of the older ones, and there was a beautiful Akita, but he had a sign that said he bites, so you know what will probably happen to him:( 2 boxers, a yellow lab, a bunch of pups, a beagle, a brittany, and some other mixes that I couldn't quite identify. I'm leaving, and I am outside saying goodbye to the ones in the cages, and there's this woman yelling something to me, as she is struggling to hold this wiggly black thing in her arms. I went closer, and she was asking me if I wanted a pup. He's a male, purebred lab, 6 months old she said. He looked a lot younger, but the thought of him having to go in there and sit in those cages made me sad--she said if I could give him a home, he was mine--I asked her what she wanted for him, she just said a home, and that's all. I said ok, and she hurridly got into her car and drove off--she told me his name is Dominic, and that's it. Off she goes--something about being too busy to handle a pup:mad:
So, there I stand with a little labbie boy in my arms--and boy is he sweet. I put him into the car, and he is whining a little, but calms down on the drive home, and curls up right in my lap and falls asleep. He threw up all over me, but I didn't care. I called my husband, and he could hear the dog in the background, and told me to come to his office. Since his office is right next to our vet, we took him in--she took one look at him, and said he is only around 12 weeks or so!!!! We have an appointment in an hour to make sure he is ok--I don't have him here at home, in case he is sick or something, I don't want Abbey and Kito to catch anything.
My intents were to call a rescue, or PAWS, but my hubby loves him (and so do I)--we're going to see how these 2 react to him later, and then we may have our 3rd doggie!!!
I promise I'll get pics up as soon as I can--all he wanted to do was sleep this afternoon, so he's at the office in a crate snoozing, until the appointment. If we cannot keep him, I am going to foster him and call PAWS or a rescue, or put him on petfinder, but we are getting him all of his shots too. I am not keeping the name Dominic either, so I have to come up with something else--he doesn't know it anyway.
I really shouldn't have days off from work--look at what I do!!!!!
