If you haven’t noticed, my spirits have been picked up a bit. Yesterday afternoon my boyfriend and I got the opportunity to adopt a beautiful dog. He’s a five year-old Shih-tzu (he came with his papers), shots are up to date, he’s neautered, and he needed a good home. We were hesitant given the cost of owning a dog, but in the end we decided we had to have him.
Even my parents have said it was meant to be. I’m a country girl, and his name is Stetson. He loves to lay around, go for car rides, go for walks. Him and the cats already get along and even share a water dish. He was just meant to be a member of our family. We love him so much.
The people who were giving him up had found someone Friday but that person had to return him because their landlord said no. It was just so perfect.
They gave us a bag of the food he was eating but he wouldn’t touch it and had actually been nibbling at the cat food. We went to Superstore tonight and found some Beneful that was made specifically for small dogs, with small pieces and everything. When we got home we put a small bowl of it down and he ate it all up. Guess we found him the right stuff!
We also got him a couple toys, one is a small hedgehog that squeeks. He pounced on it before I could even get the tags off, he just loves it. It’s awesome.
We love him so much and really are so blessed he found us. We are already completely in love and my boyfriend has said, we’re his third owner’s (last owners had him for a year) but that’s it. He’s ours for life. <3