Age: 10 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Belly rubs, cold weather, watching, cuddling, running...
Not being able to fit on a lap...
He doesn't like chew toys!!! He played with a cheesestick once...
Blueberries, chicken jerky, eggs
Anywhere as long as he's out.
Catching food! Ha, and... probably how quickly he can drop to the floor with joy.
In December 2007, I was a way beyond depressed girl. My mom wanted some sort of volunteer work that would increase my moral and get me going for once. So my mom wanted me to go to this Pyrenees rescue place and work... I went halfheartedly, hoping that I would get some sort of relief from being there. Before going to this place I had no clue what a Great Pyrenees was, but after seeing them fell in love with their kind gentle nature. I met this dog, I thought he was awkward because he was like the other dogs but his legs were half the size. Even though he was a little embarrassing at first I still had to walk him, and I am so glad I did! He was energetic and hilarious, doing flips and hopping around like a crazy little dog, and for the first time in a while, I smiled. We walked in the leaves and I ended up wrestling with him. Which is what I had always dreamed of in having a dog, someone who was crazy fun to be with, yet really sweet.
(Sort of like the perfect guy!)
So we went home and I talked to the lady that owned the place and she asked me, "So was there any one of them that you liked?"
"Yes..." I couldn't help but smile. "The one with the funny legs."
She laughed and said, "OOHHH Everyone loves Stumpy, he's just a doll."
After a few grueling months where I put myself through too much trouble and stupidity, ending up in rehab and wanting to end my life... I went back to help at this rescue place. I hoped that Stumpy would be there because he was engraved in my heart after meeting him. He was there, and after taking him for a wonderful walk I went back in the crate with him and laid on the cement floor right next to him. I swear I have never seen a dog look at me with such love and intensity. It was like, that look of, "I will never leave you." So of course, it broke my heart to leave.
A few days later my mom told me that the rescue lady had thought about our family fostering a dog as a form of rehabilitation for me. Just something to give me some purpose and responsibility. The lady suggested this very nice dog named Mystery, she was a nice dog... but not Stumpy. I asked nicely if we could foster Stumpy, my mom asked, and it just so happened that Stumpy was a week away from being transported to Canada to a Great Pyrenees Rescue Farm.
"But..." She said. "I think he'd be better here."
So we fostered him.
And of course, everyone in the family fell in love with him. He doesn't lick, but the only time he has was to wipe away my tears. He doesn't bark, only to tell of us of something urgent. And the only trouble he's given us is A) stealing marshmallows stealth-like (after the first few days of having him, hence the name middle name Mallow) and B) Getting a vase stuck on his face, shows you his curious side....
And as most fostering stories go. We ended up adopting him.
Oh I am so glad we did....
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