three years ago
after the passing of my two dogs,
both of whom were around the age of 14
a yellow lab & a great dane mix,
we decided it was time
time to bring in another doggy.
i had always wanted a golden retriever.
in fact the plan was, after purchasing our lab from a breeder
we would then purchase a golden.
but within a few months
gregg found our dane, who was abandoned as a puppy.
two dogs=maxed out.
both were great dogs
loved big time by our family.
as much as i think golden retriever puppies are possibly
the cutest animals on the planet
with a house full of children
i knew i'd have to pass on the puppy training.
we decided to adopt
& hooked up with Adopt a Golden Atlanta
rescuing a dog is quite a process.
adoption papers filled out
references sent
home visits
etc.
each of the agencies wants to carefully place
a pet who has already been abandoned
& their desire is for the transition to be as smooth as possible
for everyone.
the particular adoption representative we worked with was fantastic!
she knew i wanted a calm young golden.
a female who i'd name lucy after the character in narnia
with a thick face
who would follow me everywhere.
she called one night & told me she had found the perfect dog for our family.
but it was a he , not a she
nor did he have the thick boxy face of many of the goldens you see in commercials
but he was a love
& i'd flip once i met him.
in fact there were two families driving in from another state to meet him
but we would have first dibs
& had 24 hours to decide.
since i had my heart set on a girl
but she had been such a great contact
i figured we go check him out.
just to be nice, you know.
we arrived at the foster home
because of course a doggy up for adoption resides with a foster,
after ringing the door bell, heard no barking dog noises
were invited in
& the homeowners opened another door
where our soon to be named brinkley sat.
he walked out
& sat down in front of us.
i looked up to the foster folks
& said
sold.
he has been the perfect dog for us.
in the three years we've had him,
he's probably barked 10 times total.
he doesn't run in the house
or chew furniture.
he's had no indoor accidents.
he follows me everywhere
& is my daily running companion.
this is my brinkley
he's like the homecoming king of the neighborhood
& he is loved.
because my albeit practically perfect golden
sheds on my dark wood floors,
these are now key players in my daily life.
& my shark cordless stik vac.
& ps
yes, we named him after the golden in 'you've got mail'
xo
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