 Age: 2 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Leave a bone for Toby
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Quick Bio:
Likes:
Getting a good rubdown/brushing. Following my mom around. Getting treats for doing silly stuff they ask me to do. Going for walks and going home for a nap afterwards.
Pet-Peeves:
Negative energy, cold bath water, being left at home by my mom, and brushing/washing my beard.
Favorite Toy:
Jumbone... so far.
Favorite Food:
Jumbone... lol!
Favorite Walk:
Anywhere as long as I get to meet new people and dogs
Best Tricks:
Smiling, making Jumbones disappear. Most of all, pulling my mom out of depression.
Arrival Story:
You know I heard stories all my life of love at first sight. I never really bought into it, not even as a child. I have always felt that love based on sight isn't real love or even truely fulfilling. My husband has been my best friend about four years longer than we've been married (seven and a half years). I trust in building strong feelings over time and not fairytale feelings. I have wanted a dog for many years and we even had two since we got married but with both of them I never really grew attached to them, instead, I really disliked them. We eventually adopted them out and decided to wait. We were a military family being moved all over the country and didn't want to put a dog through the stress of moving every couple of years. We decided to put off having a dog until we were settled in one place for a while and preferably out of the military. So we waited. The past year I have wanted a dog so much that I would go to PetSmart monthly to play with other peoples pooches. I even have two different Nintendo DS games that are all about dogs. I wanted a dog so much, but more than that I wanted a companion. So I waited and continued to play games and play with other peoples pets.
We moved home about six months ago and eventually got settled. We wanted to be in our own home with a fenced yard for a dog and our children before we adopted but we couldn't buy a house right away and we settled for an apartment. My husband said we should wait but I looked at the local shelters websites and thought all the dogs were cute in their own way. I would just look to ease my longing. One day I stumbled on a shaggy black and white dog named Cheeze It. I thought he was beautiful and charming. I went back day after day to see if my Cheeze was adopted yet. I loved looking at him but I tried not to get too attached to him. After all I had only seen his picture. I had no idea what he was like. A week went by and my husband came home and out of the blue said I could get a dog. After a week of really searching and comparing I still had not brought myself to even go see Cheeze. Finally I called and asked about him. He was already in the process of being adopted but the other applicants hadn't picked him up yet. After talking to the woman at the shelter for a while I decided to go to the shelter and apply and hope they changed their mind.
We had a long list of traits that we wanted our dog to have but kept a realistic attitude thinking we would never find a dog that fit us perfectly. When we finally did make it to the shelter a few days later we asked if Cheeze was still there and about the status of his adoption. Turns out the other applicants were bringing in their other dog that afternoon to see how the two got on with each other. Just to satisfy curiosity we met with him and pet him and honestly I knew then that he would be our dog. I don't know how I could and maybe I wanted it to be so badly that I just thought I knew for sure. I fell in love with a dog I had only encountered once for about twenty minutes.
A couple of days later he was ours and all the traits and expectations we thought were too much to ask for in an already wonderful pooch, we soon realized he matched our list exactly. He was housebroken, leash trained, knew basic commands and is very comfortable around our kids. He attached himself to me and hasn't left my side since. Its like he knew he was meant to be my companion. He even sleeps instinctually where I intended him to. All I had to do was lay out a blanket and he just went a laid on it like he'd been doing it for years. He waits for permission to get on the furniture.
The shelter had no information on his history except that they rescued him from a kill shelter. Someone put a lot of time and training into making him our perfect dog. They even had him tattooed. He had been in the no-kill shelter for over two months before we adopted him. I don't understand who could let him go or even more, why so many could pass him up. He is the perfect dog. His name is not Cheeze anymore, but Toby. Toby, after my favorite artist, tobyMac. Whose christian music is about more than God, but about bringing together the races and learning to celebrate diversity.
Bio:
It's been only five days since my new family adopted me. In that time I have progressed far more than expected... and so has mom. My furever mom was very sad when she brought me home. (Her mom is sick and has cancer.) Mom was scared and felt alone even in a full house. Though her children are her life, she started to feel like she was failing. Plus, Dad just got a new job in a new town and even though they are now closer to their family than they were before, they are still too far away to go see her mom when funds are tight. Adding to the sadness in Mom's heart. Mom needed a friend to talk to throughout the day. The night they brought me home they gave me a bath because my skin was dry and dirty and my hair was matted and discolored. I was scared but Dad gave me lots of chopped up bits of hot dog to make me feel better while Mom gently washed me. I felt so much better afterwards that I ran around the house like a wild turkey. When I finally got dry I layed in Moms lap and let her massage me. I spent every second with Mom I could because she was so sad. I didn't eat the first couple of days except for little treats here and there. (Having treats in my belly made me feel a little more comfortable around my new family.) I was so happy to have a family that I never let them leave my sight. I now know that they love me too and that they want me to stay with them forever. Now, if they leave the room and I am having a nice nap on the couch, I let them go alone because I know they will be back soon. I am eating and drinking now but only if they put a crushed up milkbone and a little warm water in with my dry kibble. lol. I don't get table scraps with this family, but they still spoil me the best way they can. In a few days we are going to take a trip to see their family. (I love riding in the truck because I get to sit in front with Mom and Dad.) I know that I will love meeting all the family and Mom says they will love me too! Oh Boy! I can't hardly wait.
Forums Motto:
Rescue yourself, rescue an adult dog.
The Groups I'm In:
For the Love of TTs
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Where Do You Sleep?
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