Today was "our" Adoption Day!

Today our family "officially" added another member to our family... Scooter. This past summer, my precious shadow and constant companion of almost 16 years, passed away. Our home felt void, and my 2nd dog went into a major depression, lost her appetite, withdrew under the bed rarely coming out from under and would have no interaction with us. She had lost all her zest for life. I felt like I had lost both my dogs, but my husband said no more animals as we had retired and over our many years together, raised 6 dogs and our cat, with still our 9 yr. old female Shih-Tzu at home, though it was like she was missing in action. I figured a compromise could be to foster a dog, one to fill my need but more importantly to assist our baby girl to come back to the living. I started researching rescues having in mind what would best suit our girl's disposition which would be a small, older dog that had a docile temperament. I had been looking at Second Chance Rescue's web site for some
time as their's contained additional info other than sex and size of dog. My husband was still adamant "no more animals" but I couldn't resist doing some research. I found one I fell in love with, so similar to the friend we had just lost. I went to an Adoption Day and learned that dog was being adopted but was told of another dog, small about 8 years old and docile, that had recently come to the Rescue, and was getting treatment for an infection. He had been abandoned in a box, completely matted and left at the door of a Humane Society. I went to visit this little guy, named Scooter, at Second Chance, but there was no emotional connection like I hoped, he was one very sick baby and was oblivious to all around. I also had to buy time to try and convince my husband that fostering a dog could work for us. I wasn't so sure I was willing to devote the time needed to nursing a very sick dog, I had just been through that with my baby that passed and it would be that much harder to
convince my husband to foster a dog so ill. I shared with him about this little sick dog and he smiled and said "no more animals". Our 37th Anniversary had arrived and unknown to me he looked for the info to contact Second Chance Rescue and went to pick up this little dog. Debi brought this little bundle out, and my husband thought to himself in disbelief, "Oh My God…THIS is the dog she wants??" This sick little guy was a pathetic looking fella, no doubt about that. Gaunt, emaciated, ribcage showing, he had a severe infection that wouldn't quit, coughing much of the time, eye infections, diarrhea, worms, he was a mess. That was exactly 2 months ago, to the day, and TODAY Scooter boy is ours. He's a breath of fresh air and has brought life back to our home. My husband didn't fight me about adoption, he became captivated by the delight that is Scooter and the smiles he brings to us daily. Our female dog no longer lives under the bed, she sits and waits to eat along side him,
wants her due affection and has decided she wants to play with me occasionally when she sees he's getting more than his fair share of attention. The one thing Scooter isn't is "docile". He's no longer sickly and frail; he's packed on pounds, he's perky, full of energy and life and ready to play at any moment, (and play and play, and play) and he's full of love. He's SO full of love, and after all he's been through. He truly has become the joy of my life, he's my precious. Scooter you're here to stay! He's so darn lovable I could sit and cuddle him forever!
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