𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑶𝑮
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 (𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒚) 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 “𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚” 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒅
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆
𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 “𝒍𝒆𝒕” 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒖𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒓
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒆’𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒈 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓
Al day, every day…
DISCLAIMER: I hereby declare that I do not own the rights to this music/song. All rights belong to the owner. No Copyright Infringement Intended. Song found on Zedge (public domain) and downloaded to my phone.
This young man has stolen our hearts We don’t know much about Sammy. His name was Tilton and he is a year and a half at best guess (may be a little younger). We adopted him from Animal Alliance New Jersey Animal Alliance rescue’s from high kill shelters. And Sammy was no exception to that. The kill shelter knew virtually nothing of him, or didn’t care to ask. We know he is amazingly healthy, has immaculate teeth and is super smart. Sammy has some skills…
- knows how to plat fetch
- knows how to give a paw
- knows to sit and stay when told to
We are pretty sure Sammy is a Shiba-Chi (Shiba Inu/Chihuahua). Some day we may do the DNA test but breed has never mattered to us. But we do know that he carries himself very well and has traits, build and markings of both breeds. To me though he is simply Sammy, our furkid. I won’t say furbaby because although he loves to cuddle, he is fiercely independent. Once he gained the confidence in us, his true personality was able to be fully out there.
Sammy loves to parkour off furniture to windows. He loves balls. He’s taken over our bed and likes to start the night under the covers. And he loves to go for walks, fast walks lol. He is high energy, super intelligent, and a whole lot of fun.
But you know what? All this didn’t present itself at the rescue. While we were still there, at first he seemed very afraid and uninterested in us. But we saw something in his eyes that said this dog isn’t showing all he is to us, yet. And that’s something people who go see animals at rescues and shelters have to remember. They may seem shy, scared, distant. But when they finally get the love and attention they need, they blossom.
Sammy is NOTHING like any other animal I have ever called my furbaby. His personality is uniquely him and I love him all the more for it. He’s filled up and empty space in my soul and we know that we have lots of adventures to go on and lots of memories to make with this sweet boy
As most of you know our last remaining furbaby passed away a few months ago. Keith and I as a married couple had five furbabies; Buster, Odin, Tinka Belle & Loki our cats, and Ippo our spoiled chihuahua. Even before I married Keith I always had cats. My entire adult life from week one of moving out of my parents house I had at least one cat. In all I’ve had 3 other cats, plus 1 rescued mamma cat and her litter that were adopted out, 1 bird, a couple hamsters, a lizard and a fish tank prior to married life. All either have crossed the rainbow bridge, were re-homed (three cats when I moved out of state), or adopted out (momma and her litter).
When our last furbaby had to be released from this world I couldn’t breathe. I had never been without a companion animal by my side. And not being able to have kids, our furkids were our kids. I even had a mild panic attack at the emergency vets office. And in that moment I said, “no more animals”. After losing so many, I was wore out from the illnesses, care and emotional heartbreak of caring for a senior animal. I was heartsick.
As time passed I found myself looking on Petfinder and the Facebook pages of local rescues. I knew so many needed homes that I couldn’t not consider adopting again, “someday”. A week or so later the hubby and I started talking about what we wanted to do. Do we want to commit to this again? If we do, do we want a cat, a dog, a hedgehog, what??? Dogs have such great heart healing power and my heart indeed was still hurting. The wise hubby insisted we needed to adopt a dog.
So we looked and looked and looked. And we found about 20 that we were interested in. I had criteria.
- I wanted a younger dog. I’m that person who is always adopting the un-adoptable, the seniors, etc.. This time I wanted a young one.
- They would need to get along with either another dog, another cat, or both. We knew eventually we would want to adopt at least one more shelter animal someday.
- I wanted one that had been at the shelter either a long time, or one who was not adjusting to shelter life.
So we had to narrow it down and had to start with one of them. To meet them and see if they liked us. We found an adorable Cairn Terrier at a shelter here in N.J. so we sent in an application and we were off to meet him. Sadly, once there, the rescue owner said they had been having behavior problems with him and would prefer not to adopt him out right then. She said one of the staff would likely adopt him to work with him.
So now what? She wanted to show us other dogs. Luckily there were 2 or 3 others there who we also had on our list and Sammy (Tilton at the time), was one of them.
And, we fell in love.
We fell in love with Sammy and 2 other dogs! What are we gonna do?? I knew I was and would be sad who we left behind but right now we can only do one. Well we spent a couple hours there and Sammy (Tilton) was the best fit for us and for him. And we knew pretty quickly that his name would be Sammy (after the Sam Winchester on the TV show, Supernatural).
Welcome home Sammy
(check out my next post to find out all about Sammy!!)