Wednesday, after my weekly posting about Petey on Craig's List, I got an e-mail from someone telling me they were sure they saw my dog at Chesterfield's animal shelter. We didn't hold out much hope it was him. In the months we've been looking for him, it has become apparent to us that, to people who don't own Boston's, they all look the same. I've lost count of the number of times people have told me they saw a dog who looked exactly like mine, but when I saw the dog it didn't look like Petey at all. At least not to me or Bee. So it wasn't a big disappointment when Bee went over to the shelter and the dog wasn't Pete. We hadn't been overly hopeful. This wasn't a ten year old black and white Boston, but a two year old brindle/brown and white Boston. A real cutie too!
What we didn't expect was how quickly Bee would take to him. We've found a couple other Boston's while looking for Pete and weren't tempted to keep them. We even went out a couple weeks ago to look at a little dog ( some kind of pug mix- a very nice dog) with idea of maybe bringing him home. M.E. really wanted another pup, but we just haven't taken to another dog. I also didn't want Pete to come home and find a usurper. But Bee said it was hard to leave the shelter without this little boy. He really wanted me and M. to go back and meet him yesterday. You can see he won all our hearts, because he's home with us now.
He's very good natured and in pretty good health. The vet told us he's suffering from malnutrition so we need to give him lots of good quality dog food. Easy enough. Unfortunately, with the exception of being housebroken, he doesn't seem to know much about being on a leash or living with people. We have our work cut out for us teaching him good manners. M. is excited about helping out. She went to the library with her grandmother today to check out dog training books. It's good to see her so happy. He really is a cheery little dog. Even the teen perks up when he sees our newest family member.
We've named him Joe.