Likes: He loves life. He is always happy. It melts my heart when he nuzzles my neck and snuggles beneath my hair.
Pet-Peeves: He doesn't like to be left alone in his crate.
Favorite Toy: His favorite toy is a green frog that's as big as he is.
Favorite Food: He loves chicken.
Favorite Walk: He will go anywhere. He loves everyone. He trusts completely.
Best Tricks: He can empty the toy basket in record time!
Arrival Story: I found the little guy wandering down a busy street. He was scared to death. I had to catch him Ceasar's way. There was no way that I could grab him, even though that was my impulse. It was so scary to see this little three pound dog running into the street, unaware of the cars coming at him, and jumping away in fear every time one almost hit him. After trying (without success) to catch him (he would get almost close enough for me to touch him and then, run away) (for about thirty minutes), I forced myself to stop and think. I sat down just in front of him (between him and the street). I sat down slowly and calmly (even though my heart was racing). I didn't look at him. I just rested my hand on the grass behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see an immediate change in him. He calmed down. And then, he sat down. We sat in silence for a couple of minutes. Then, he came forward and sniffed my hand. It took all of my self-control not to try to grab him. I tried to control my breathing and stay calm. He progressed from sniffing my hand to my arm, and then he started to walk all around me, sniffing. Finally, he sat down again. This time, almost right next to me. I reached out and petted him. He didn't move. I inched closer. He let me. Then, I took my necklace off and placed it over his head, like a leash. I knew it wouldn't hold him, but it had the effect of showing him that I was in control. I reached underneath him and slowly picked him up, knowing full well that I could get bit. He let me. And he trusted me from then on. He is so sweet and so cute. Everyone loves him. He has brought grace to my home. He is so beautiful, inside and out.
Bio: Only about two weeks after finding Sunshine, I decided to place him in rescue. I had a home full of dogs (all of them having been abandoned or abused in some way), and bringing in another, at the time, was overwhelming. I was exhausted. I didn't have the patience or the time to bring another into my family. So, I let him go, even though I loved him. I told myself it was for his own good. To this day, I regret not being stronger, not trying harder, and not loving enough. I try to forgive myself, but I still miss him. He loved me unconditionally. He trusted me. I could see it in his eyes. I was his home. I will love him forever and have become stronger because of this. I will never forget.
I still think of little Sunshine every time it rains. Our last day together was spent sitting by the window, watching the winter rain fall. It's amazing how in such a short time, one can love a dog so much. He will always be a member of my pack, if only in spirit, for the rest of my days. Just to be loved...just to love...this is all.
Little Sunshine is still in foster care. His new adoptive home didn't work out. At the last minute, Kimberly decided that she would rather apply to be a foster parent than an adoptive one. That was the last I heard about her. I've spent the past week crying, missing my little Sunshine. I have deeply regreted surrendering him to the rescue. I can't get the image out of my mind of the way he looked at me when I placed him in a stranger's arms. He knew I was letting go. My only solace then was that I believed him to be on his way to a wonderful home where he would be loved. Now, he's living in foster care, away from his real home, my home, where he was safe and loved. I look at the pictures she sends me, and he looks happy...but he has such a trusting and gentle heart, he could so easily be hurt. I think about him every day. I miss him every day. I feel like he died...only it's worse. I fight the urge to go get him, because I don't want to add more stress to his life. By now, he's settled in, and I am a fading memory.
Mr. Sunshine is going to Ratbone Rescues (Rat Terrier Rescue). This is a great group of people who work very hard to save these little lives. His new foster mom, Debbie, will be taking him to get his shots, get neutered, get microchipped, and be heartworm tested. Then, (and this is the really cool part) he will be going to his forever home! He has already been adopted! His new mama's name is Kimberly, and he will have a baby brother...a baby Rattie named Spanky. Some stories really do have happy endings!