Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Picking My Dog


Since I was a little girl I had always wanted a dog. For over fifteen years the only thing I wanted for Christmas and my birthday was a puppy. For my 21st birthday, I decided that it was time for me to get one.  I started looking online and at local shelters. I didn't have a specific type of dog that I wanted, because I tend to like all of them and I am bad at decisions. There were many cute puppies, but none of them felt like MY puppy.

Then we went to the house of a lady who was sheltering 20-30 puppies for a local shelter. She had two pure bred miniature pinchers that my boyfriend and I went to see. When we walked into her garage the first thing I saw was a big baby gate in the middle with two litters of puppies in it. Of course I couldn't help but go over and pet those puppies while she was getting the miniature pinchers from the other room.

The puppies inside the baby gate were all playing and wrestling with each other. The lady housing them gave them some food and they were all fighting each other to get to it, acting like I wasn’t even there. Except for one. There was one puppy that had a white strip down his nose that ignored the rest of the puppies and the food and ran to me. He was climbing on the gate trying to get to me. I picked him up out of the gate and he instantly calmed down and cuddled into my arm. That was the dog that I brought home that day.

He was a six week old shelter pup and they had guessed he was a Shepherd mix. I did not care what kind of dog he was, the second that I saw him I knew he was the dog for me. As cheesy as this story is, I wouldn’t pick out a dog any other way. I think the most important thing is to go with the dog you have a connection with, not the dog that may be the cutest or the breed you want.

Here are a couple of pictures from the week we got him, and then a couple recent ones. He looks much different than how I expected him to grow. It was fun watching him grow, especially his awkward phase where his ears couldn’t hold themselves up and we didn’t know if they would ever stand.