As you may know if you have been reading my previous post, this blog has turned into more of a blog about my doggies instead of my life. It seems my life is not and cannot be as interesting as the life of my doggies. It all started about ten years ago when I placed an ad in the newspaper wanting a house trained dog for my mom. The ad went something like this:
It was amazing how many phone calls we received from people who wanted to give their dog a good home. The first call we got was from a woman in North Little Rock who basically lied. When we went to go see the dog, I felt bad if I had not taken it. It was actually a medium size brown mutt that was not potty trained and shed like a rabbit. After about a week, I loaded him back up into the van and took him back to the people, telling them that my mom could not take care of him, he was just to big.
After that happened, we got a few more calls. A lady wanted to get rid of her 15 year old rat terrier that was blind and need lots of medical attention. I told her that I would have to talk to my mom to see if that is what she wanted - I didn't call her back.
I had gotten another call from a couple who was moving into an apartment and couldn't take their little doggie with them. They wanted to bring it by to see how it took to us before leaving it. The couple brought a Llapsa-Apso, pure white and her name was Rosie. I knew very little about those kinds of dogs except that their hair is very very hard to take care of. The couple took her back but brought her back a couple of days later with her doggie bed and some toys. Mom tried to get close to her but never could. The couple failed to tell us about her abusive puppy years. Rosie didn't like children and refused to be brushed or bathed.
Before the couple brought Rosie back, I had gotten a call about a brown dachshund that was about 6 months old. The lady said she paid $250.00 but couldn't take care of him any longer because she suffered from a stroke. I met the lady's grandson at a grocery store parking lot in Mayflower. Brandon was with me and held him on the way home. I named him Red.
It was about a week later that we received another phone call from a lady who had some Chihuahua's. She had a female and needed to get rid of her. I called my mother-in-law and she said she would take the chihuahua. I forget what she called her but we named her Missy.
So we had Rosy, Red and Missy. Rosy was about a year and half old, Missy was about 2 years old and Red was 6 months old.
To make a long story short. We gave Missy to my mother-in-law. We had to get rid of Rosy. Lucy took her place. My sister wound up taking Lucy and we got Sassy from a Facebook friend.
We eventually got rid of all of Sassy's first litter and now we have a new litter. We may decide to keep one of the males to take Red's place but I'm not sure yet. If they are Red's pups, then definitely but otherwise, probably not.
But before we got Sassy, we got Lulu from a lady from Eugene's work. Lulu is fixed so she can't have any puppies but after watching her around Sassy's puppies, I think she would have been a wonderful mommy dog. But Lulu is my Princess and she watches her girlish figure.
So now, we have Lulu and Sassy with her five pups. A couple of days after getting Lulu she wasn't named Lulu and she ran off. She went out into the woods and wouldn't come back. It took more than a week before Eugene caught her and we got her back. It took quite a long time before she got used to us and stayed home all day.
Sassy didn't run away after we got her but when she came into heat she was gone a lot. So when she came up missing when she was about ready to drop the puppies, we waited and finally she returned very very hungry.
I want to thank all those people on Facebook who actually took the time to read my post and comment about her missing. As it turned up, she went under the house and hid them really well. We have them all safe and sound in our room now but it was pretty worrisome not knowing where she was and if the pups were okay. All five are alive and healthy. Three males and two females.
I think that anything happening in my life is stale compared to the life of a dog. If you're a dog lover like me, then please comment below.
Grandmother wanting a small house dog for companionship.
Must be good with children and potty trained.
Call 501-XXX-XXXX.
It was amazing how many phone calls we received from people who wanted to give their dog a good home. The first call we got was from a woman in North Little Rock who basically lied. When we went to go see the dog, I felt bad if I had not taken it. It was actually a medium size brown mutt that was not potty trained and shed like a rabbit. After about a week, I loaded him back up into the van and took him back to the people, telling them that my mom could not take care of him, he was just to big.
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| He looked something like this one. |
After that happened, we got a few more calls. A lady wanted to get rid of her 15 year old rat terrier that was blind and need lots of medical attention. I told her that I would have to talk to my mom to see if that is what she wanted - I didn't call her back.
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| The terriers probably looked like this one. |
I had gotten another call from a couple who was moving into an apartment and couldn't take their little doggie with them. They wanted to bring it by to see how it took to us before leaving it. The couple brought a Llapsa-Apso, pure white and her name was Rosie. I knew very little about those kinds of dogs except that their hair is very very hard to take care of. The couple took her back but brought her back a couple of days later with her doggie bed and some toys. Mom tried to get close to her but never could. The couple failed to tell us about her abusive puppy years. Rosie didn't like children and refused to be brushed or bathed.
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| Rosie looked just like this. |
Before the couple brought Rosie back, I had gotten a call about a brown dachshund that was about 6 months old. The lady said she paid $250.00 but couldn't take care of him any longer because she suffered from a stroke. I met the lady's grandson at a grocery store parking lot in Mayflower. Brandon was with me and held him on the way home. I named him Red.
It was about a week later that we received another phone call from a lady who had some Chihuahua's. She had a female and needed to get rid of her. I called my mother-in-law and she said she would take the chihuahua. I forget what she called her but we named her Missy.
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| Missy looked something like this. |
So we had Rosy, Red and Missy. Rosy was about a year and half old, Missy was about 2 years old and Red was 6 months old.
To make a long story short. We gave Missy to my mother-in-law. We had to get rid of Rosy. Lucy took her place. My sister wound up taking Lucy and we got Sassy from a Facebook friend.
We eventually got rid of all of Sassy's first litter and now we have a new litter. We may decide to keep one of the males to take Red's place but I'm not sure yet. If they are Red's pups, then definitely but otherwise, probably not.
But before we got Sassy, we got Lulu from a lady from Eugene's work. Lulu is fixed so she can't have any puppies but after watching her around Sassy's puppies, I think she would have been a wonderful mommy dog. But Lulu is my Princess and she watches her girlish figure.
So now, we have Lulu and Sassy with her five pups. A couple of days after getting Lulu she wasn't named Lulu and she ran off. She went out into the woods and wouldn't come back. It took more than a week before Eugene caught her and we got her back. It took quite a long time before she got used to us and stayed home all day.
Sassy didn't run away after we got her but when she came into heat she was gone a lot. So when she came up missing when she was about ready to drop the puppies, we waited and finally she returned very very hungry.
I want to thank all those people on Facebook who actually took the time to read my post and comment about her missing. As it turned up, she went under the house and hid them really well. We have them all safe and sound in our room now but it was pretty worrisome not knowing where she was and if the pups were okay. All five are alive and healthy. Three males and two females.
I think that anything happening in my life is stale compared to the life of a dog. If you're a dog lover like me, then please comment below.
