As some of you know, I lost my darling Ginger right before Christmas. She was 16 and had been with me since 8 weeks. She went from following me everywhere to gone in one week. I knew it had to come, and had a plan in mind. Christmas and my husbands bout with pneumonia kept us so busy we didn't have much time to grieve.
Then came the awfulness. You know what I mean. My big standard poodle has been mopey. Never has he been an only dog-not even a minute. He loves to play chase. Even when Ginger was old, he would punch her with his nose. She couldn't chase him, but she would bark sharply. He would pretend to be scared (well-she was only 8 pounds worth) and run wildly,so they still had that game. Then nothing. He lost a couple of pounds. I lost a couple of pounds.
So last week I started looking at shelters in my area. Last night I found him. I could not believe it. A 4 year old spaniel, just dropped off by his owners. No reason given. I fell in love. Tomorrow, I go to see him and maybe bring him home. They are holding him for 24 hours. My vet says Bogey can't go, that he might catch something. Doesn't matter-Bogey never met a dog he didn't like.
There is one potential show stopper: the vet wants to see him right after, his breed is prone to heart problems. Says he can tell right off if this little guy is healthy. If not, I'll have to return him. Can't go through this heartbreak again. I will be too excited to sleep. Wish me luck and give me advice. Did you get a shelter dog? How did it go? What things worked, what do you wish you had tried,etc. Tell me straight. I have always bought from a good breeder, but there are too many good dogs that need a loving home. I am nervous. Help!