Shortly before we left Oregon, we decided to adopt! A DOG!!! Our beloved Quincy, a German Shepard/Lab mix, had passed on, and our house felt empty. He was such a sweetie!
Unlike my BFF, I don’t go to the Humane Society just to visit – I can’t walk in there without wanting to bring all the cats and dogs home, and it makes my heart hurt having to leave them behind. Regardless, my husband and I went down looking for a medium size dog that would be a good traveler and fit in our 5th wheel. Instead, when I walked in, I found a wire-haired Dachshund who looked up at me with huge brown eyes, barked and wimpered, and my heart melted.
So, after a walk in the park with him to make sure we agreed we all liked each other, we brought home a small (12 lb), old (12 yrs old), toothless (well, almost), set-in-his-ways little pooch.
Definitely not what I had expected – he’s not very playful, can’t get in and out of the 5th wheel by himself, and definitely not medium sized!
BUT – he’s a sweetheart and sure has made himself at home! When we travel (anywhere) he insists on riding on my lap, but at home he’s a pillow-on-the-floor dog, and sometimes the couch.
He’s not much of an outdoor dog; if he stays out 10-15 minutes that’s an outing for him! Bark! He’s back at the door wanting in!
If you are looking for a new ‘forever’ friend, be sure to check out your local Humane Society – click the link to find one in your locale.