Saturday evening when mom and Thomas were driving home from Thomas’ debate tournament they stopped at our mailboxes. Sitting in the middle of the road was a little abandoned PUPPY!!!! They brought her home. At first she was very scared and yelped whenever we tried to touch her, but after a while she warmed up to us, sleeping on our laps while we watched a movie. Mom dug an old dog crate out of the attic for her to spend the night in. The plan was for her to sleep in my room, and that plan held till about 1:00 in the morning when she decided to wake the dead with her cries and howls. She was banished to the bathroom on the far side of the house. The next day was Sunday, animal control was closed, and we had to go to church. She stayed in her crate all morning while we were gone locked in a bedroom away from the 2 curious permanent canine residents. We are pretty sure she was abandoned rather than lost. There are only two houses within several hundred feet from where we found her and 7 week old puppies don’t just wander off. Knowing that we weren’t keeping her we didn’t name her and make the parting more difficult, we just called her Puppy which evolved into Poopy based on the fact that she did just that so frequently. I dreaded letting her go, but my request for a 3rd dog had been turned down with such certainty there was no hope of either parent changing their mind. So I decided, to play, cuddle, and be merry for tomorrow she gets picked up by animal control. We were certain she’d find a good home being such an adorable little sweet thing. Sure enough mom called the white truck in the morning and he came and picked her up. He said she was a shepherd mix. At first I wasn’t too sad, but later that afternoon I started missing her wondering where she was, but I’ll get over it after all I do have a Neo dog , a Lily dog, 2 gerbils, and 27 chickies. --Anna
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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