A few weeks ago we got an email from the owner of Downtown Doggy Daycare, where we’d taken Reggie a couple of times. She had a client who couldn’t keep her dog because she was now traveling about half the time and felt badly that the high energy dog was always alone. As soon as I saw the photo of Sadie, a black and tan coonhound, all curled up on a dog bed I wondered if I should hit reply. We’d been thinking of getting Reggie a buddy, well, since we got her. But it’s never felt like the right time financially or energy-wise. Sadie was the nudge we needed.
A few minutes later Mike emailed me. “Do we need a coonhound?”
So we got in touch with Sadie’s owner, and after a few communications, set up a time to meet her. By the time it rolled around, they’d already given her to someone else. We’d gotten our hopes up, and we were disappointed. But it was also the same week I decided to get my candle/yoga bags business up and running, so I felt a bit relieved I didn’t have to also handle a new family member.
A couple weeks ago we got another email. A family that lived outside of town had a stray, a pointer with a 7-week-old puppy. I called right away. The mom was gone. The puppy was still available. “Can we handle a puppy?”
A few hours later, the puppy was gone, too. I guess you have to be lightening fast to adopt a dog when you’re competing with doggy daycare clientele. “Should we just stop pressing our luck and go to the ARL?”
I think we gave up on serendipity finding us a dog that day.
And then, last Thursday, Sadie was back. The woman who adopted her had broken her hip and needed surgery. She also had decided she couldn’t keep Sadie anyway because her other dog, much older, couldn’t keep up. This time we were the only ones on the e-mail. This time I came by that night. This time, she went home with us.
So here’s our girl. All howlin’ hunting dog.
They think she’s about 2 1/2. I have no idea how she ended up at the ARL in the first place, just that she’s had 3 homes in the last couple months, and she needs some stability. Reggie needed a dog that could keep up with her, and boy does Sadie fit the bill. They wrestle constantly. They tree squirrels in the back yard. They sleep in tight balls on the couch, moaning when you try to move them.
Two wild girls, and a soft place to land. They will test my patience endlessly, no doubt. But I love them both more than you can imagine.