Yesterday was a busy day for me. Momma Sheri, my Momma who found me, was taking some of the dogs to PetSmart. Its a nice way for her to find homes for the dogs who people don’t find on Petfinder. Momma and I went over to help. That meant I got to play with dogs and have everyone come pay homage to my beauty. Such a tough life I live.
When we got there I was bending myself in half to get to Momma Sheri. She loved me up for a bit. I walked near a dog named Kyra and she was a crab. Momma Sheri thinks she woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Kyra growled at me! She also looked like she wanted to have me for breakfast. Yikes! So Kyra was put in a kennel with the big dogs. I went into the baby kennel. Randy, the chocolate lab puppy was in the kennel. So was a cute little black, loving fuzz ball. Momma spent a lot of time snuggling with him. Randy is a holy terror. He is all boy and all puppy! If my Momma thought I bounced and was naughty, Randy showed her that I was a dream. He was kind of naughty.
Randy and I both hopped out of the kennel. I don’t know what he was up to, but I wanted to let people touch me. I also wanted to get to Momma and eat a piece of her pizza. Who can blame me? Dog food or pizza? Which would you want? Both of the Mommas were very thankful that we didn’t take off into traffic. We both stayed near by to make it easy for them to catch us.
I got to meet a lot of people! Everyone wanted to pet me and love me up. Of course, a girl has to give her adoring fans what they want. Momma was getting frustrated with me being such an attention whore. After all, I was not being adopted, the other kids were. Momma Sheri and my Momma could have adopted me out all day. Not to brag, but my unique coloring made everyone come stop and pet me. Toward the end of the day, Momma was getting a bit overwhelmed by everyone asking about me. One of the last people said to her, “What can you tell me about this dog?” (Meaning me) Momma replied, “Well, I can tell you that she is mine.”
Everyone played the game, “Guess what it is” Again, everyone had to guess what I was. Hyena, coyote, fox, heeler, dingo…….? Momma Sheri would tell folks, “She is a one of a kind dervish” That made me proud. I’m unique, not like everyone else. Momma Sheri told us that she has NEVER seen a dog like me on the Reservation before. That means I’m special. My folks need to keep that in mind when I’m digging in the garden and tormenting my cats.
My friend, Ms. Trish, stopped by to say hello. She loved me up and told me how pretty I was. She also got to snuggle with the baby puppy. Between Momma, Momma Sheri and Trish, I didn’t have to go to a new home. They all were pretty adamant that I had a home and was only their to play with the puppies.
Two puppies were adopted out. They were cute and little. Some people paid attention to the older dogs. They were nice dogs and should have furever homes too. I think people forgot that older dogs are sweet dogs too. They focus on the puppies. Like Big Dog always says, “Puppies get bigger. They don’t stay puppies for forever,” Preach on Big Dog, Preach on.