Since this is really about "my pack" I'm going to skip the introduction of 3 of the dogs that were living in his house when we first started dating. Long story short, Jared was fostering 3 of his landlord's pitbulls; Roxie, Sarge, and Apache. Long story long, none of them were fixed (until we got to them) and Roxie was pregnant when I first met her. Really pregnant. Less than a week after our first date...13 puppies were born. Ok--to finish this long story quickly, I helped Jared raise and find homes for the litter of puppies. Obviously it took some time but we have managed to find homes for 12 out of the 13 puppies so far! Needless to say...we did end up keeping 2 of the puppies...dang those cute faces!
NOW here is my introduction to the pack...
Burmie (on the left)
This little girl has been melting my heart since she was born 7 months ago. She was the runt of the litter (along with her sister Kali). Always getting pushed back during feeding time, always getting trampled on, but she grew up into a strong, fearless pup. I named her Peanut long before we decided to keep her because she looks like a little peanut. All brown, with the coolest markings I’ve seen on a pitbull to date. She has the squishiest little face and the beautiful green artichoke eyes that so many pups in this litter had. Jared renamed her Ambrosia, which is good on paper, but we still call her Peanut. This dog LOVES to cuddle. So many times she has wormed her way into bed with us and we just can’t say no! We try, believe me try, but 9 out of 10 times we give in and let her up. Sometimes we wake up with her in between us, she’s very sneaky. When she gets excited her entire body wiggles with happiness and she can’t decide if she should point her butt or her face at me so she just wiggles around pointing both. Jared was already set on keeping her long before I brought it up. He likes the runt of a litter (Burmie was also a runt), but really...who could say no to that squishy little face?
Chief (also 7 months old) is essentially my dog and I only mean that if Jared and I broke up tomorrow, I'd take Chief and he'd keep the rest (even though I've become so attached to all the dogs that my heart would be broken...I guess I have no choice but to never break up with Jared). I never understood what it was like to be "chosen" by an animal, but Chief chose me. I don't have any pictures of him as a puppy because we never bonded until he was about 3 months old. I don't know how I missed this gorgeous face in all my pictures of the litters but somehow I did. I took him to a company picnic to socialize him and hopefully get him adopted out, but we bonded so deeply that I couldn't bear the thought of parting with him. He was very close to finding a home when Jared offered to keep him for me until I could find a dog-friendly place to live (which, as it turns out, will probably just be with Jared). Chief is...a funny puppy. He has the most beautiful face, and a little Sherrif's star on his neck. He melts my heart every time he sits at my feet and looks straight up at me with those light green eyes. But this dog is special. He's weird about crossing thresholds (which makes doors really fun). He's weird about changing textures (going from grass to concrete). He's weird about car rides. He's just a weird little boy. But man he loves his mom. He's the definition of a "velcro dog" especially if it's just me and him. He will NOT leave my side. I could write a whole entry on Chief and his funny personality quirks, probably because I've spent the most one-on-one time with him out of all the dogs, but I will get into that another day since this is only an INTRODUCTION.
So there you have it--5 dogs and I couldn't be happier. Are they a lot of work? Yes. Do they sometimes eat my shoes and upset me? Definitely. Would I trade it for anything? Absolutely...NOT. Sure cats are easy, one dog is nice, two dogs is fun, but I would never ever trade my new pack in. Not only has caring for this many dogs made me a better, more patient person, but it has also taught me to be compassionate and responsible. Do I want to buy those new Betsy Johnson shoes? Sure, but I'd rather buy two bags of Canidae dog food and keep my pack healthy and happy. That's what sacrifices are all about. That's what being a responsible owner is all about.
So--stay tuned because I plan on blogging about the following subjects in the near future:
Training (and a personal recommendation of who to go to)
More puppy stories
Responsible Dog Owners
Pitbulls in general
Updates on the litter
And of course...the other crazy adventures of my life :)