Today, I am thankful for our sweet pups.
Matt and I are both dog people, and we always looked so forward to the day that we would be able to get a dog. After we bought our house in 2010, we knew it would only be a matter of time before we got a furry pet. That summer, we went to the local shelter (with my brother-in-law and sister-in-law) intending to get a dog but it wasn't long before I was begging Matt to take two dogs home.
We sort of decided that we would each pick one. We had been looking at the shelter's dogs online earlier in the week, and I remember thinking that the German Shepherd/Rottweiler mix (Tangelo) would probably not stay at the shelter long. I was surprised to see that he was still there; in fact, he was in a meeting room with a family when we got there. I figured that the family would get him and I'd have to find another dog, but one of the volunteers let us see him and I fell in love. Tangelo was big and scary but as sweet as pie. He had been brought in as the leader of a local group of strays, and his "wife" (Clementine) and "baby" (Kumquat) wouldn't be up for adoption for a few more weeks. We still talk about how it would have been to have the whole family!
Matt picked a cute little English Springer Spaniel/Australian Shepherd mix (Tumbler) that I wasn't crazy about, but I let it be "his dog." Really, it took me a few weeks to warm up to Tumbler; he has way too much energy for a dog. He had been adopted and returned to the shelter.
When I told the volunteers at the shelter the names of the dogs we wanted to adopt, I was told that we couldn't adopt another dog with Tangelo. I really wanted to say, "Well, I'm the one with the checkbook, so I think you'll give me whichever dogs I want," but we opted for putting the dogs together and seeing what happened. The dogs did fine together - they probably sniffed each other and lost interest, so we moved forward and took both of them home.
There are so many funny and silly and ridiculous stories I could write about both of our dogs, but I won't (at least not right now). We kept the names that the shelter gave them, adding an apostrophe (making it T'Angelo - a little gangsta, as I always say, since he spent so much time on the street). Tumbler has calmed down a lot and they both love kids. They are sweet and wonderful and sometimes annoying but most of the time awesome.
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