Ok here is my list, it is fairly short but means a lot!
The first dog I can remember is Tess. She was a Alaskan Malamute/Husky mix and the most beautiful dog ever! She was the bravest dog in the whole world! Once our neighbors house next door had a burglar sp?, and she broke through our BRICK fence, jumped into the neighbors yard and held the guy captive on top of the house until the cops came!At least that's the story my dad and mom gave, and knowing what I do about her, in my memories I wouldn't doubt that one bit. When I was four my parents divorced and I remember I was in the car and we were leaving our apartments/condo thingy, or maybe it was a house, I don't know since I was four
, and I remember me asking where Tess was. They had to rehome her because where we were going didn't allow dogs. I remember being so sad, with my family breaking apart, and losing Tess.
When I was elementary school I would always bring strays home but my mom never let me keep them. Although I remember them all very clearly.When I was 18 I got Pooka, my deer chihuahua.
She looked just like the Taco Bell chi, and that unfortunately is what caused her to be stolen, and a week later our neighbors purebred chi, which was bought for his wife as a Valentines present was also stolen. She was taken from our porch, and I am pretty sure I know who did it as a few days earlier this man whom I never saw before approached me while we were at Taco Bell (right down the street from my house. I used to think it was so funny taking her to Taco Bell since she looked just like the TB dog lol) and offered to buy her. We saw him "scouting" the neighborhood later that night.
I can only hope and pray that Pooka and the neighbors chi have a good life. I am STILL looking for Pooka. My friend in California goes to the pound every weekend to look, and goes to different ones in the surrounding cities, and I always have posters and ads in the paper still. What saddens me is that when I left my ex who was abusive I couldn't take anything with me as I left in a big hurry. He has all of Pookas pictures, my baby pics etc. The only pic I had of her was chewed up by Max, who I will mention next.
If anyone sees Pooka, she is an older long legged deer chihuahua, with a scar on her shoulder blade, the top of her ears are a little scabby, and she has bad arthritus in her feet and a crooked/bent tail. She has been missing for about 4 years from the Knott Avenue/Orange intersection (nearest streets) on Mungall Drive in Anaheim/Cypress borderline in California. If you ever see her PLEASE contact me at [email protected]
And yes I am serious! I love and miss her so much.
And now for Max..........lol, geez this was the most neurotic dog ever lol. He ate half my bed, shampoo, new slippers I got for Christmas that I only had about a day, almost my whole cd collection etc. He was on my part a mistake. I was not ready to take on the responsibility of another dog at that time, and I totally regret the decision in a way, although he was a very sweet even tempered doggy. He was adopted from the Orange Animal control in California as an older puppy. He was a German Shepherd Corgi mix, and was the funniest looking doggie, but oh so cute.
I had him for awhile and then I went on vacation and left him with my roomate to take care of, which I thought he would do, it isn't that hard! Well when I was away he neglected to tell me he got lose and ended up at the shelter. He was adopted before I could do anything, although when he was being adopted I made it to the shelter, AFTER they signed the paper work but there was nothing I could do. I talked to his new "owners" for a few hours and kissed my boy goodbye. He went to a huge farm in Temecula, with horses and all that and got the life he deserved. I still keep in contact with them, although I was very upset about this and my friend having not told me what happened until after I got home. I remeber him missing me so much when I went to the shelter and whining to see me, wanting me to hold and kiss him. I cried when I had to let him go, it was very sad, but at the same time I new he had a great home, and still does. God this is emotional for me. Trying not to cry while Dan is here.
Then there is Morgan, my RB girl. My most recent addition and my most recent heartache. She was a Golden whom we adopted and was an older girl. She was healthy, very healthy on the outside, but little did we know she was fighting intestinal cancer and we said goodbye to her while still under anesthesia, and kissed her goodbye. That is all I can say about her without bursting into tears!
Now there is a little girl next door who is owned by some dipsh$ts! Her name is Sorraia and I am so in love with her, I guess part of that is having to do with losing Morgan so recently. I am hoping to persuade them to let me take full custody of her, and still praying I can change their mind. She deserves so much better than what she has now.
Edited to include Wolfy and Tess_
When I was living with my ex his nieces got a puppy named Tess, who they grew tired of in one day. The next day they brought Wolfy home, Tess's brother. They were German Shepherd/Chow/Golden mixes. Well my ex wanted to keep Tess so we did. I considered her my dog since I cleaned up after her and fed her etc. Although both dogs are still living there, shudders, I really felt like they were my dogs and I loved them just as I would any other pet. I miss them so much, but it would be extremely dangerous to go visit, considering the reason why I left is my ex tried to kill me. As far as I know Tess still isn't spayed or vaccinated, and neither is Wolfy, who they are trying to get rid of, recently bit a person, and is kept in a small kennel full of crap for almost all his life. The only reason why I know this is because my exes brother happens to be my best friend.................long story lol.
Hope this wasn't too long!
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