You guys know we lost our furry child Dakota back last November. I did exactly what I did when we lost our furry child Major (my soul mate in fur). I said no more dogs, the pain is to great when they have to leave. I can't do it again. I then cry a lot for several months. I miss them horribly. You see I am with our furry friends pretty much 24/7. My honeyman is a hard working man who has a good job that he enjoys (most of the time) but it requires many hours from him and some travel. I am a busy person. I do many things. I am a home body umm bordering on hermit LOL. I am not an overly social person. I enjoy my own company and I have no problem staying busy. Our doggy becomes a huge part of my life. I do love animals very much. Our dogs become constant companions to me. As well as a sense of protection.
Ok so lets go back many years ago. Many, many years ago when I was single and lived by myself. I came home to find a person (man) in my apartment. My senses were telling me something wasn't right. I pushed the door open and saw the figure of a man in my apartment. I ran!!! I went to get help. By the time we got back my apartment was closed up and locked up, dead bolt and all. Oh ya lets think now who in a apartment complex would have a key to your apartment? I moved out the next day! My point here is I know all to well don't get to thinking it won't happen to you. I am not trying to be scary or anything but the world isn't always a kind place.
Okay back to present time. I swore after loosing Kota (our furry boxer boy), that was it, I couldn't take loosing another furry friend. As I say they are with me non stop. They follow me like a shadow. I don't even like boarding them when we go somewhere as I have not be overly pleased with my experience of what boarding places feel is adequate care. That is a whole other post.........
So lately I have been "just looking" at petfinder.com at rescue group dogs. The last two doggies we have had were rescue doggies and I am big on this if its possible. I realize its not always possible for everyone. I will also say to some degree some of this is due to the rescue groups, I think most mean well, but I have contacted two that were down right rude. I was actually quite taken back by one of them quite a bit actually..... Anyway we were thinking we might be ready to adopt again. We were thinking smallish in size this time, easy to travel with etc....or so we were thinking....... I even contacted a Boston Terrier rescue group about a dog. He was adopted already so we of course didn't get him. I was disappointed as he was so darn cute. But I knew the right doggy would find us/we would find him.
Well after today small is not what we are thinking. I had a scary thing happen to me that just showed me just how much I want a bigger dog again. Its a bit of a long story so I am not going to type it, all is fine no worries. Turns out I was not in any danger, though at the time I didn't know that... I just know now that I want a bigger dog again that can be of some protection should I need it. Yes I live in Texas and you betcha we own guns and know how to use them, but if your not near where your gun is, say your outside then what? Not like we all go around with a holster strapped on.... You know we get complacent where we live, we start to get sloppy with locking doors and thinking no one will come on our property or we live in the country so its safer right...anyway..........
So we are now looking at BIG doggies in rescue. I am talking mighty big. I filled out the adoption form. Sent it in. I have no idea if this will pan out or not. But its a start. I have always loved huge dogs. Kota was not huge :O) he was a medium sized 56 lb fella :O)... Before him Major was a pretty good sized fella of 100 lb Boxer/Mastiff that could actually say Mama :O) and he was all about his Mama, don't mess with her!. I had a Great Dane a million years ago but sadly he only lived to be a little over a year old, but was huge never the less. Point being I do love a big old dog. So today I looked at St Bernard and St Bernard Great Pyrenees mix. You see a lot of Great Pyrenees here in Texas. I will be keeping what ever dog I get inside with me as my companion. That is what his job will be, stay with me, help me, follow me all over the farm. This dog won't be a running partner but he can certainly enjoy a walk with me or he can lay at the gate while I run back and forth up and down our road :O). I found a rescue group not to far from us. About an hour and half. We always get male dogs. Why, I don't know we just do. So anyway I found one fella in particular I am very interested in. Again will this work out, I have no idea. You never know, has he been adopted already and they haven't updated the site, does he have a adoption pending and it doesn't say that. Will they approve us to adopt, hey I know it sounds crazy but they get pretty picky and I can understand to some degree why. These dogs have been through a lot usually and that is how they wound up in rescue to start with. They are hoping to place these dogs in forever homes.
Either way the hunt is on. We are now officially looking for our next big furry child. :O)... Believe me my heart is screaming DON'T do this to me again and at the same time its reeving up all the love its got to give to a new furry friend!