Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Bringing Home Buckeye

So often the husband and I will be sitting in our recliners watching TV and the dog is laying in front of the fireplace, and we will both say we are so lucky we found her. Just a year ago we went to the local animal shelter to get the husband his “birthday present”. Together with Boy #3 we entered the “puppy room” cage after cage of jumping, barking puppies. Except one puppy pushed herself into the mesh cage and looked at us. It was as if she was saying, “Pet me and take me home, I like you guys.” The three of us just stood in front of the cage and stared back at her. Then she sat down and waited for us to make the first move. More people walked into the puppy room, Boy #3 and I looked at the husband with panic in our eyes. Sensing our fear the husband ran to claim her. I run into a pet blog every now and then and it makes me think of when we brought Buckeye home, never knowing back then how much this dog would mean to me.

6 comments:

Paws Awhile said...

You always know when you meet the right dog. Buckeye is lucky, and I am sure, so are you.

Sue said...

We are all lucky, I can't believe how well she has fit into the family!

AVCR8TEUR said...

It's funny how it ends up the pet will pick it's owners. The same thing happened to us. We went to a family to pick out 1 of 4 puppies. One of the puppies stayed behind with us while other 3 ignored us and just ran away to play. To this day, we're glad he picked us. :)

Jen said...

That's wonderful! For some reason, you just know when you see your adopted-pet-to-be, that he or she is "the one."

Sue said...

She definitely picked us!

Debra said...

love stories like this... thanks for sharing, what would we do with out dogs and blogs! love them both!