Purred: Mon Jan 28, '13 6:09am PST |
 |  |  |  | My story is kinda sad. I had a family that loved me and took good care of me. Then the economy went bad and they couldn't take me to the vet or groomers, and they had to move in with relatives. The relatives had a few big dogs that jumped all over me and chewed on my ears. They were really mean to me. Then my family got a new place to live, but they weren't allowed to have pets, so they left me with the mean dog family. Another relative felt sorry for me, and took me home, but couldn't keep me either. They got me groomed (shaved down, yuck) and called a rescue group to see if they could find me a good furever home. My new Mom had retired and thought she had enough time, plenty of room, and enough love to rescue a 2nd dog. She already had smoochie Itchie. She saw my picture on Petfinder, and put in an application. She says the rescue group was really strict, with a 2 page application, a phone interview, and a home inspection. But after everything I'd been through, I'm glad they made sure I could have a home where I'd be safe and happy and FUREVER. Mom went to the foster lady's house and I was a little shy, but she took me home (hooray). So here I am with Mom and Itchie, and I've had 4-1/2 years of love and spoilin'. Even tho Itchie still doesn't like to share, he's not mean about it. He'll take my toys and get between me and Mom sometimes, but she's got two pettin' hands and there's plenty of toys to go around. I've learned how to get my toys back, and sometimes steal them from him now. And there's plenty of cuddle time, too! Nothin' like a furever home, right? Roxie |  |  |  |  |
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