On a scale of 1 to 10 I fall somewhere between a -2 and -3 in regards to how much I like dogs. I know some of you just unsubscribed from the blog because of that little known fact but stay with me here. I’m about to redeem my self.
When our oldest son was two years old we spent our life savings on a six week old, AKC registered Chocolate Lab named “Bauer.” He was absolutely beautiful and completely horrible all at the same time. We are pretty sure he was unleashed from the pits of….
Needless to say, Bauer put a bad taste in my mouth for dogs and it’s been a long, hard road to overcome the distaste.
For several years I’ve tried to appease our boys by letting them have several different fish, a sweet little turtle– we even allowed for a couple of baby ducks.
And, my goodness, who will ever forget the fluorescent chickens.
Despite my efforts to curb their desire for a dog they kept asking, and asking, and asking. For the last 3 1/2 years our easy out has been that we were living in a non-dog friendly environment in the M.E. However, now that we are back for some time, that excuse no longer stood the test.
It’s a long, crazy story that involves a lake house, a huge pit bull, the Talledega Country animal shelter and a grumpy old man… but, at the end of the day, we got us a dog!
Early one Saturday morning- Stray dog is hanging around my parents lake house and my mom notices him. She immediately liked him and tried to convince us we needed to take him home. I said, “NO!”
Saturday Mid-morning- My Mom takes *said* dog in and gives him a bath so he doesn’t stink like a pile of rotten garbage. He comes out crisp, clean and dropping some serious puppy eyes on me. I say, “Maybe.” Husband says, “Absolutely not.”
Noonish on the same Saturday- I decide I want the dog to come home with us and I need to convince the Husband, so I decide to give him a pretty legit CrossFit name- “Snatch”
Mid-afternoon- Kids are crying because they want the dog so badly. I’m giving Husband the full on pitch of why this is the coolest dog ever.
Early evening- Dog hops in our car and officially becomes part of the Fam.
The rest is history.
In a matter of hours we went from being completely anti-dog to head over heels smitten with an adorable little 8 lb. Jack-Chi named “Snatch.”
And he’s going to kill me for posting this but I’m not the only one that is starry eyed over our little fur baby.