Nicknames: Sparticus, Sparks, Firework, Dr Evil, Buddy, and Hurricane Sparky
Birthday: September 1st 2008
Likes: Fetching, terrorizing the dogs, chasing his tail, chewing on bottle caps, licking computer screens, watching Miami Vice, making me laugh :D
Pet-Peeves: Balloons, and bubblegum
Favorite Toy: anything he can get his mouth around
Favorite Food: ANYTHING. -__-
Favorite Walk: 2 long walks a day anywhere he drags you
Best Tricks: fetch, drop it, sit, jump, sit up, beg
Arrival Story: I found Sparky at Operation Kindness, the largest no kill shelter in North Texas. He was a Hurricane Ike rescue, found in Galveston TX. His mother was let out before the storm occured, and she left Sparky and his brother under a porch at 3 days old.Apparantly the owners left her and the mom ran off and never was found. After the storm passed, the people from Operation Kindness came searching and and found him and his brother and took them both to the Operation Kindness shelter. It is definitely a happy shelter, very bright and warm, but unfortunately, most shelters are not that way. :(
The day I found him and fell in love, he was in a cramped cage with his brother. I took him out to play, and he reminded me of Chevy Chase in Christmas Vacation, so bold and hilarious. So I decided he was the one. We named him "Sparky", the name Chevy Chase was nicknamed in the movie. We brought Sparky home 2 days later, and he is my everything.
Bio: I saved this boys life....and yet he has saved mine when I have had hard times. He makes me laugh, smile, everything you could ever want in a dog. He's my baby boy. He reassures me every single day that I'll always have a best friend, and no matter how many more dogs I get, he'll always be the apple of my eye. :)
I'm a survivor from day 1. I survived a big hurricane in Galveston in 2008 called Hurricane Ike. I was found a few days after the storm, & after I was born. My mother had left me & my brother. Me & my brother were found under a deserted porch by a shelter called "Opration Kindness". We were tooken to the shelter that day, which is in Dallas, TX.
I was bottle fed by nice people, although at night I was put into a big, cold, scary cage. That happened every day and every night, for 7 weeks. After one more week, me & my brother had gotten so big. I was living in this teeny tiny cage with him, as I guess they had no other room because of all the rescue dogs that came in from Ike.
One day, this girl & her mom came by my cage. I wagged my tail, & put my nose against her hand through the cage. She was warm & happy. She stood by my cage for a while then asked to take me out. I got so excited my whole body was shaking with happiness.
They took me to this room & & snuggled & played with her, & finally I learned her name was Sabrina. Finally she said "Mom. I want this one."
I laid in her lap as they were going over adoption papers and all this boring stuff that I didn't really know what was going on at the time. But I felt so safe in her arms.
Apparantly I wasn't ready to be picked up for a few more days, but after those few days came & went, finally I was picked up.
The shelter worker set me on the ground & I just ran into my new mommy's arms. I felt safe & free. There was so much adventure I was missing out on being in that shelter. I couldn't wait to be with her every day fr the rest of my life.
I remember a week after I was adopted, I was taken to the vet because I was sick. Really sick. The vet had told us it could be distemper, & I remember seeing my mommy's eyes fill up with tears, and he held me tight & cried "I don't wanna lose you." I didn't really know what was going on, but I kept looking at her & I knew something was wrong, I just didn't know what. However, when I was put on antibiotics & the tests came back, it turns out I just had really bad kennel cough.
I couldn't be a happier dog today. I live with 4 other roommates (3 chihuahuas, and a poodle), & they are so much fun to play with. I have comfy bedss & couches I like to sleep on, & a nice place to walk with my mommy every day.
It's strange how things work out, before my mommy came to the shelter, she was looking for a purebred, & I'm definitely not a purebred. But I stole her heart the second she saw me, when my puppy eyes lit up, & I knew her "standards", and what she was planning on wanting dropped automatically.
She said it's the best decision she's ever made by saving me. It makes her feel good inside, & like she'll always have a best friend. And she will. I'm with her day and night; the nights filled with crying, the days when she's sick, I'm always there. When she goes out, I'm there right by the door waiting for her to come home. For 4 years I've been loyal to her, & I will be loyal to her forever, because she's my mommy, & I love her, & I know she loves me right back.
Oh how I had a rough day,
Under a porch in Galveston I was forced to lay
Before I was young and weak,
There was no mother, that I could seek.
Hurricane Ike, I was definitely scared,
Me and my brother, under a porch we shared
Now at my nice home, so exciting and nice,
Not at the shelter or Galveston, where I almost had to sacrifice.
I decided to have "If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback to be my main song on my page. It's a very moving song, and it really can relate to when dogs are in shelters, or when a lucky dog (like me), was adopted from a shelter. My mom wasn't even looking for a mixed breed or anything. She wanted a purebred. But she saw my eyes and I saw hers, and it was true love! :-)
awwwwwwwww, my mom is getting mushy and stuff! NO! :D
Anyways, I have little chickadees as my background! I hope everyone is doing well and everyone has an awesome Easter, and dogs, get some chocolateee! :P
First I had one dog. Then I proved responsibility for 2. Then 3 dogs. Then 4 dogs. It took me a year to beg my parents for another one. Finally my step dad agreed to it, and it took me a long time to find the perfect dog. I went to some pet stores (which I know are NOT good at all to buy dogs, but I was just looking) and I went online to breeders and rescues and none of them REALLY caught my eye. I went to the shelter where I volunteer, and found you as a little 8 week old puppy. You couldn't be tooken to a new home without getting neutered first, (which took two days) but I somehow managed to wait. ;) I read your story online and you had a rough start to life. I wanted to give you another start! :)
Now your just soo clumsy and happy with your life, and you make me laugh ALL the time!