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|04-17-2014 02:10 PM|
Originally Posted by Zeeva View Post
|04-17-2014 02:07 PM|
|Zeeva||Have this on my car c:|
|04-17-2014 01:51 PM|
I chose Warden. We weren't looking for a dog when we found him.
BF used to look on Craigslist every night for shepherds who needed help, and we used to dream about our next dog, "someday!" One day I went on Craigslist myself and looked, which I rarely did, and I saw him. The Craigslist ad looked shady and had no info, just "5m/o needs home ASAP, call XXX-XXXX". He hadn't been there the night before, but I fell in love with the look on his face right away.
I was on the phone with BF within seconds, talking at full speed, asking if I could call the owners and ask about him. I called the owner too, and we talked on the phone and texted back and forth for about a day, working out a meeting time and haggling the rehoming fee (which I thought was very high!! )
I think we knew we wanted him already when we drove the hour and a half drive to the apartment where he was living. He came home with us that night, and he's been amazing ever since.
|04-17-2014 01:46 PM|
Jericho chose me. No question. I am a foster with the local shelter. There was a notice sent out to the foster about he and his litter mate needing foster care. I answered it, because I had an opening in my home, experience with Demodex, and thought he would be a good photography project that I could send on with him to his new family. I had zero intention on keeping him. I didn't even like GSD's. I arrived at the shelter to find this pathetic pair of 3 month old pups, emaciated, covered in grime and sores from their Demodex and patches of bald spots all over them. They were jumping all over each other and playing when I arrived. Completely oblivious to their surroundings and current health condition. Jericho looked up and headed for the kennel door as if to say "mom's here, gotta go now, bye".
I scooped up this STINKY, smelly, little mess of a dog and he melted in my arms. We took his weight, got a few instructions from the vet and off we went. When I got him home and all cleaned up he became my shadow. Every time I looked down, there was this pathetic little face staring up at me. It took maybe a week for me to realize that I had been adopted.
Jericho is now 13 months old and hasn't left my side. I still look down to a happy little face staring back at me. Only now...he gorgeous and I am compeletly in love with him.
|04-17-2014 12:54 PM|
|Emdog||Keena was my first dog post high school, 20 years ago. Went to pick her out at eight weeks, from the two pups that were left. After over an hour talking with the owners and trying to decide, I still had no idea which to pick. Finally the pups got tuckered out and laid down near each other and I randomly just chose one. Seconds after I made my choice the other pup got up, sauntered away and looked back at me as if to say, poor choice my friend and good luck with her... I immediately changed my mind and took her. I liked the additude, and the rest is history I was blessed.|
|04-16-2014 11:41 AM|
|Ellimaybel||Everyone has such neat choosing stories. I'm so glad that regardless of who picks who, we were all brought together with our pets. There are too many irresponsible people out there, I love hearing the stories of the good guys.|
|04-16-2014 11:37 AM|
Originally Posted by Shade View Post
|04-16-2014 11:35 AM|
Originally Posted by Mister C View Post
|04-16-2014 10:56 AM|
I chose my guys for the most part. But Dasher definitely chose us when we went to visit his litter! I was interested in other boy they had left who was darker. But the one I thought I wanted was much more timid and shy, much too shy for a family with a young child! The other little dude was just so intently focused on us. My dissapointment that the other one wanted nothing to do with us was quickly replaced with this one acting like he was waiting for us all along. He sat right next to my feet looking up at me as we chatted. I put leash on him and walked him next to stroller he did it like a pro. Our daughter got out of stroller and he just layed next to her watching her. He just made it very clear he wanted to be with us. Once we paid for him he trotted to car and hopped right in, no hesitation.
He has been awesome in every way! He will be 7 in June and he has been everythign I could ask for. He has always been bold and confident and outgoing, yet focused and very loyal. Perfect for what we wanted!
The other two were more of me selecting from shelters based on criteria such as looks and overall temperament. I am picky and there are plenty to choose from! But they fit right in with no issues and are both perfect.
|04-16-2014 09:52 AM|
I picked Titan at 3 weeks old. Didn't take him home til jsut shy of 8 weeks.. just picked him out of the pile of puppies. He was big and dark. and that's all I knew I wanted. Paid the deposit and thennnn decided to research the breed, lol.
Athena was picked out for me by the breeder based on what I wanted out of her.
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