How Angel Came to Live With Us
So, bebe's been
But we caved. A couple of weeks ago we headed out to the local pound and Humane Society to see what they had for us. We went intending to adopt Elli-May, a boxer. But she knocked bebe down in her excitement over meeting us and we decided that maybe a big dog is something we'll look at down the line. Yanno, when bebe's taller. And can hold a lead well.
And then there was Royal Bleu, a puggle who seemed very well behaved. And friendly. The workers said we could take him home for the weekend. And so we did. Royal Bleu seemed to be a good fit - until we'd been home for about 20 minutes, someone opened the front door and he took off like a lightening bolt. We chased him through most of our neighborhood and finally got him back. Rule #1: NEVER open a door when Royal Bleu is ... well, within a mile. And we continued about our day.
And then the humping started. What we learned was that the dog (male) had never been neutered. And that he'd been used as a stud dog. Would have been nice to know beforehand. Anywho, we decided to make an appointment as soon as humanly possible. The rest of Day 1 and that night were relatively uneventful. Sure, the dog paced, but then, wouldn't you pace if you were in a new place? Yeah, thought so.
The following morning, there was an incident - in which Royal Bleu stood up on his hind legs, bit down on bebe's shoulder and got her onto the ground. And started to ...well, do what he'd been trained to do apparently.
And that was the end of Royal Bleu. We called the Humane Society, told them what was going on and that this was not the dog for us...and made a few suggestions on the kind of home that might be good for him.
A little while later, we got a call. From RadioMan's mom, who had an American Eskimo/Corgi mix. The dog was getting to be too much for her and she asked if we'd be willing to take her on. We said yes because 1) we know what to expect with Angel 2) she's a great dog and 3) who can say no to that face?
And that is the story of how Angel came to live at Casa Knight. And turned everything upside down. We're teaching her to fetch and how to be on a lead. She's teaching us how to spoon (as if we didn't know) and reminding us every day that we've always been a dog family...even when we were on a break.
Okay, readers, pull out your puppy (and kitty and horsie) stories. How did you pets come to own you?
As you know, we have a horde, er herd, of animals here! Six dogs! Half are rescues, the other half were bought. I feel so sad for that little pug dog. He didn't know better. I hope someone can give him a great home. But Angel and Bebe sound like the perfect fit! Yay!
ReplyDeleteI do, too, D'Ann...and I just looked on the site - and he got adopted! Hope he's found a great home!
DeleteAnd I love hearing about your horde!!!
I'm not that impressed with your Humane Society--ours fixes dogs before they go out into homes or if they are puppies, they give you a voucher to get it done. Puggles are half Beagle and trust me, I know Beagles and their escape/running tendencies.
ReplyDeleteOur Mimi is a beagle and she's an escape artist and we've had to chase her for almost an hour or so at times. The worst is that when she sees us, she just keeps running like we're playing some fabulous game :) We have to pray for a stranger to wander by and have them capture her. Although as she gets older, she gets a little less escape-aggressive.
Mimi is Jordan's dog. I just pay her bills and buy her food :) Kristen has two cats--one came to us through friends who had a feral kitten living in their garage and is still a little bit feral. She only goes willingly to Kristen and never comes out of Kristen's room. In fact, Mimi has never got her scent so goes crazy if Beast gets near the door.
And we have Cali, a little calico who came was a street-rescue. She was malnourished and probably the runt of her litter, so she's still pretty small even though she's a few years old. And she is a riot. She was supposed to be my cat, but she's actually Beast's baby. So, when Kristen moves out, both cats will be leaving us.
And so happy that your dog-search had such a happy-ending.
Escape artist is the *perfect* way to describe Puggles (and Beagles). We may try one again, because they are supposed to be great for families. But, the next will be a puppy that we know *everything possible* about!
DeleteYour Mimi (and Beast and Cali) sound like great family members!
I love dog stories, but we only have cats. Gabe and Susie consider the care and watching of their people and the house as their sworn duty. They don't really do anything, but you can almost hear their sighs and their foot-tapping at feeding time. It feels like, Honestly, we work for them ALL DAY--you'd think the least they could do is feed us on time. :-)
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