Yesterday I talked about when we adopted our dogs from the Humane Society. Read part one of this story here. Today I am going to talk a little bit about when we brought them home!
As soon as we left the Humane Society we headed over to the pet store because we had absolutely no supplies for dogs. Our dogs were only about 5 lbs when we got them, so we actually had to get them cat dishes, etc. because dog ones were too tall.
On our way home from the pet store I texted my mom and asked if we could stop and show her a surprise. Her reaction: “You got TWO dogs??”
Later that day we took them over to my sister’s house so they could meet their bulldog cousin. That did not go well, but we did finally decide on names. Or should I say my sister and husband decided on names. Somehow the conversation veered to X Men, and they settled on Storm and Rogue.
Within the next few days I got them to the groomers, who was appalled at what horrible condition they were in. I had to reassure him several times that we had JUST adopted them and weren’t the ones who left them so matted! They went from looking like this:
We also got them into the vet right away who informed us that they were healthy, aside from one needing her teeth cleaned. He felt that they were a few years older than the Humane Society had told us based on the amount of plaque on their teeth, and he did not think that they were litter mates. Possibly not even related. We still have no idea how old they are because their teeth seem to get bad quickly, even with regular brushing and dental treats, so they could be anywhere from 3-6 now.
The next day we went to the office at our apartments to sign a pet agreement and pay the additional deposit. I knew the apartments charged a $200 pet deposit, but I didn’t realize it was PER pet. Ouch. We also pay additional rent, monthly, in order to have them.
When you adopt from the Humane Society you sign an agreement stating that you will have the animal spayed within a month. This went smoothly for Rogue, but Storm had trouble with excess bleeding, which is scary when you are only 5 lbs. They had to keep her overnight and when they sent her home we had to go back for additional pain medication.
Now it has been over two years since we adopted them, and we can’t imagine life without them. I am by far their favorite human in the house, much to the dismay of my husband and daughter. Storm is especially loyal to me, and Rogue tends to be loyal to whoever has food. We think that Storm was abused before we had her because of some of her behaviors. We have to be careful with her around new people because she gets pretty stressed and can be an ankle biter, although she has shown a lot of improvement. She cowers if you raise a hand to pet her too quickly, so sadly we think she was hit. She is also afraid of flyswatters, so who knows what happened to her. Imagining someone that could hit such a tiny little dog truly makes me sick.
My daughter often teases me that the dogs are my favorite children, and it really is comical how I went from not really being an animal person to the crazy dog lady. I would go save every dog at the shelter if I could!
I would definitely encourage anyone thinking about getting a pet to adopt instead of buying. Be aware that rescued pets can have varied backgrounds, and some may need a little extra patience, but they love and loyalty that they give in return is worth absolutely every penny. And even worth all the pee spots I have cleaned off the carpet …