With six dogs this is going to be along post so
16 years ago a friend worked for UPS. On his route was a home where a beagle had accidently mated with a poodle. Evidently only two pups came from this litter. When the UPS driver was dropping off a package, he found one of the pups had gotten stuck in a drainage tile and died. So he was anxious to find the other pup a home. So he called us - Amy (Cincy's Mom was about 12 then, and Christy (Dakota's momy) about 6. So of course once we saw her, we brought Oreo home.

Oreo was a single dog until she was 11 and a friend came into my office one day and said he was getting divorced and needed to find his dog a new home. I told him to bring her over and we would see how she did with Oreo (since Oreo was not crazy about any other dogs). Well, here he came with kennel, dog beds, shampoo, toys, food --- and Dazzi was ours. Because I had fallen in love with a chocolate lab I was not to crazy about blond long haired Dazzi but she has turned out so great. We can let her out into the yard and she stays with us. She just is so well-behaved! and LOVING too!

Well, about a year later, I saw a picture of Taggert on line at a nearby rescue group. I don't know - I just had to have him. So we went to see him at the store event the next day and he came home with us.

Snoopy was added after Amy saw him with a Rescue group at a Toledo store. She told me about him and so a few days later I called about him. The rescue group was in a small town about 40 miles from here but one where Carl's grandparents had lived near. And the person was the daughter of the kids art teacher who still lived in Findlay. We went to see him and she was so anxious to find him a home - he was six months old and no one seemed interested in a "older" pup - they all wanted the cute little ones - and let's just say that Snoopy was just a little hyper - okay a lot hyper. The exact kind of dog I said I would never get.
He and Taggert became best buds from the getgo and he was such a love bug that he soon became an important part of our home.

Jack - don't ask me why but I was searching the adds at Petfinder and there was this Airedale in Kentucky. I started e-mailing the person who had him. Jack had belonged to her friends parents who moved and left Jack to ber rehomed. Anyway, Carl and I drove the 4 hours to see him. He was in the back of a cattle truck, smelled like a pig, and his ears and eyes were infected. But he walked up to Carl and rubbed his head up against him and he, too, was ours. We found out after we got home his teeth were all broken off because they had kept him chained outside and he had tried to chew through the chain. He was housetrained so evidently at one time he was kept inside. Anyway a couple of baths and a vet visit and he was one of ours too.

And then I swore that was it. But a friend had a cousin who had a daughter who had this jack russell mix that was being kept tied to a dog house outside. With winter coming on, the mother told the daughter she had to bring the dog inside or get rid of it so the daughter said she would just take her to the pound. So my friend told her cousin she would ask me if I would house train it, socialize it and find her a home. Well, she did go on a rescue site but Pippi found her new home right here with us.

So I guess none of our dogs picked us, they just kind of ended up here - and we are glad they did!