Here's our success story :-)
I had been telling my oldest that as soon as we moved into
a house we'd get
a dog. It took us several months to convince her dad of that,
but then we
decided we'd just get us a dog and he'd get used to it. He'd
originally agreed to the dog, but when we started pressing
about getting one he started
to hem and haw. Then he laid all the responsibility on me--and
we went for
it.
We took my brother with us, my 4yo daughter, my 1 yo son, and
me--and we
went to look at all the really beautiful animals at the pound.
We finally
agreed upon a beautiful sable shepherd female. We had gone
into the shelter
saying no boy dogs and no German Shepherds (we had lost a German
Shepherd in
the divorce and she was just irreplaceable).
We went back for the interview and
when we
did we went to see our beautiful blonde girl. Only to find
that girl gone
already--and a different dog in her cage. But--we decided
to take a
chance--and we took the poor Romeo out for a bit of air and
sunshine to get
a good look at him. Him. A beautiful boy, very German Shepherd
shepherd
mix. The lady pulled him out of the cage and he wrapped his
paws around my
neck, buried his face in my hair--and that was pretty much
that--that was
our dog.
We brought him home (after his visit with the vet) and de-fleaed
him--and we
really can't think of life without him. He is still super
affectionate, very dedicated. A big goofball who likes to
chase his own tail. Our one problem with him is trying to
convince him he's not people. My daughter cannot go to sleep
without him on her bed--he keeps the monsters and bad
dreams away. He even puts up with my now 2yo son beating
and yanking on him
as Nik 'pets' him. We are so very happy that the mix-up
occurred and that
we got stuck with this goofy mutt. :-) We love him to pieces--all
of us.
Even Dad had to come around when Vince was housebroken
in under 2 days--what
can we say? He's smart--too smart for his own good--but
we love him anyway.
We can't thank you enough here for this guy. Really.
Tabitha V.