Three years ago today I adopted Poncho! It’s really pretty amazing that I ended up with him. For one thing, he was in the shelter about 4 hours from where I live. I was really sick at the time, so my parents drove me all the way up there because I had seen a dog on their website that I liked. We FINALLY got there and I walked in and said I would like to meet “Hunter”. The girl said, “Hunter’s been adopted.” I told her he was on the website that morning. She said, “Oh, well I haven’t updated the website for a while.” I was very disappointed. After standing there very dejected for a while, I finally decided that since I was there I might as well take a look around at the other dogs who were up for adoption.
I didn’t have high hopes, but I walked out to the outdoor kennels, and this quiet dog caught my eye because he looked like a German Shorthair. (I grew up with shorthairs, so I’m partial to them.) I told my parents, “Look at this one! I like him!” They kept trying to drag me away from his kennel to look at other dogs. “Yeah, he’s ok, but look at THIS dog…” But I didn’t care about the other dogs, there was something about this dog. And he was so quiet…all the other dogs were barking and carrying on…he was just sitting there quietly.
I asked if I could take him to the meet and greet room. We took him in there. I took a look at his teeth (I can’t help myself, I worked for vets, I brushed Marley’s teeth every night for 12 1/2 years…I always look at teeth!) and was quite shocked to see that he still had PUPPY teeth!!! This was not quite what I had planned on, but I was in love so I said, “I want THIS one.” I did ask them to give him a bath before I took him home…you’ve never seen anyone look so pitiful! They kept telling him, “this is a GOOD thing!” He did NOT believe them!!! They gave him a nice crocheted blanket to take home with him, especially since he had a long ride ahead of him.
Seems he’d only been in the shelter a few days. He was found with a dog they think was his mother, walking along the side of Highway 93. He obviously had a hard life…when I got him home he didn’t even know how to play with a toy, didn’t know how to hold a bone! He was 5 months old and no one had ever played with him!!!
Now he’s gone from being a poor little shelter puppy to being spoiled rotten!!! And those teeth, they’re pearly white! I tease him that Hollywood will be calling any time! I brush them every night! And toys! He’s got more toys than most kids!!! I’m so lucky that Hunter had been adopted so that I was able to find my Poncho! But I still tease him when I give him baths that they are “good things!”
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