Pet-Peeves: Don't touch his nails, ears, or teeth. (all the things good dog owners need to touch) Anything that beeps, like the kitchen timer that I had to throw out.
Favorite Toy: His dad and I, rope toys that he can shred, squeak toys that he can disembowel (take out the squeaker)
Favorite Food: Anything we eat, grass
Favorite Walk: Anywhere as long as there's grass.
Best Tricks: When he gets tangled, like on his tie-out or leash, all I have to do is say "go around" and he does, even goes back the other way if I say "wrong way"
Arrival Story: We went to the Rome Humane Society which is near our home, after my other dog Henry had died. He picked me! While I was filling out the information to adopt him, Sparky (who's Name was Bear at the time) gave me what I would come to know as his sweet kiss, then sat back and smiled at me. Everybody in the office went "awwwwww" and laughed. The lady that was working with me said "Well, I guess that settles that!". We took him home that day.
Bio: I had no idea there was such a thing as an Australian Shepherd until we got Sparky, who by the way, picked out his own name.
We went to the Rome Humane Society which is near our home, after my other dog Henry had died. He picked me! I was walking down the line of cages looking in at all the cages one by one. None of the dogs seemed to "click". Then as I walked up to Sparky's cage, he was sitting in the back, but as I walked up he walked toward the front of his cage and wagged his tail, as if to say"There you are! What took you so long, mommy! Now there had been another couple just a few yards ahead of me and he had stayed in the back of his cage, so later after we had him meet our other dog Dutchess while I was filling out the information to adopt him, Sparky (who's Name was Bear at the time) gave me what I would come to know as his sweet kiss, then sat back and smiled at me. Everybody in the office went "awwwwww" and laughed. The lady that was helping me said "Well, I guess that settles that!". We took him home that day.
Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today. Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them. As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well. Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms. I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes. I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.
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found on www.helpwillysfriends.org (Thank You Shiloh)
Yeah!!! Mom and Dad are home for the weekend, that means that they don't have to go to work for the next 2 whole days! Yeah, I LOVE weekends! Mom gave me a sweet bone today instead of a pig's ear. I like them but I think they're supposed to be good for me. Mom calls them Dented ... dental ... Dentabones! That's it! Dentabones. She keeps trying to get the silver off my teeth. I still would rather have pig's ears though.