Lady - Finally Home

"I am proud to say that we have a new addition to our family!"  

-- Christine

  

The best thing about writing this blog is getting to know so many other humans who love dogs.  Their dogs, their friends' dogs, and strangers' dogs.  And I get to read about the dogs they rescue!  This is Lady.  She is a beautiful pitbull terrier who was adopted by one of our Facebook friends.  Christine D. already had two other dogs.  But like most dog lovers, she couldn't turn down a pup in need.   Her friend was severely allergic to her 9 month old pitbull mix but didn't know who to rehome her precious pup to.  So Christine gave it a shot and decided to meet the dog.  Would Lady be too much for her?  What if she didn't get along with her other dogs?  So many questions rattle our brains when we contemplate taking in another pup.  When there is a dog in need of a home, we want to much for the decision to be the right one.  If dog lovers could have it their way, all dogs would get along FOREVER.

"We went up to see Lady... she took to us instantly and Sugar and Tippy like her too."

Christine is the typical dog lover.  Concerned, compassionate, and quick to try.  It is no doubt that Lady is in the right hands, and the right home.  She now has a forever type of family.  She is safe from the heartbreak of being rehomed again.

This awesome story reminds me of a poem... hope you like it!



Why own a dog? There's a danger you know,
You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the danger.
While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger.

One dog is no trouble, and two are so funny.
The third one is easy, the fourth one's a honey.
The fifth one's delightful, the sixth one's a breeze,
You find you can live with a houseful of ease.

So how 'bout another? Would you really dare?
They're really quite easy but, oh, Lord the hair!
With dogs on the sofa and dogs on the bed,
And crates in the kitchen, it's no bother, you've said.

They're really no trouble, their manners are great.
What's one more dog and just one more crate?
The sofa is hairy, the windows are crusty,
The floor is all footprints, the furniture dusty.

The housekeeping suffers, but what do you care?
Who minds a few noseprints and a little more hair?
So let's keep a puppy, you can always find room,
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.

There's hardly a limit to the dogs you can add,
The thought of a cutback sure makes you sad.
Each one is so special, so useful, so funny.
The vet and food bills grows larger, you owe BIG money.

Your folks never visit, few friends come to stay,
Except other "dog folks" who live the same way.
Your lawn has now died, and your shrubs are dead too,
But your weekends are busy, you're off with your crew.

There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots.
And entries and travel and motels which cost lots.
Is it worth it you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite one comes and climbs in your lap.

His look says you're special and you know that you will
Keep all of the critters in spite of the bill.
Some just for showing and some just to breed.
And some just for loving, they all fill a need.

God, winter's a hassle, the dogs hate it too.
But they must have their walks though they're numb and your blue.
Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout
At the dogs on the sofa who refuse to go out.

The dogs and the dog shows, the travel, the thrills,
The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.
The whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are your life.
They're charming and funny and offset the strife.

Your life-style has changed. Things won't be the same.
Yes, those dogs are addictive and so is the dog game.

Unknown Poet