Most people that have kids like to say things like, “My kids made me realize what’s important in life, ” and, “My children make me want to be a better person.” Well, I’ve VERY INTENTIONALLY never had kids, but I think the same thing can be said about pets. Every single day, they help me exercise one virtue or another in some way.
Patience – “I know you’re waiting for me to pee so you can go to work, but I have to finish these snow angels first.”
Wonder – Seeing a puppy experience things for the first time.
Sacrifice – “Oh you wanted to get a new bedroom suite? Sorry, I just tore my meniscus. Six months after I tore my ACL.”
Forgiveness – We forgave them. And then we bought crates while the couch was being reupholstered. Lesson learned.
Respect – I had to pee like a race horse when I took this picture, but he just looked so comfortable! I couldn’t bring myself to disturb him.
Compassion – This old girl just doesn’t get around like she used to and requires some special accommodations and extra TLC and spoiling.
Whimsy – Don’t mind us. Just taking some doggy kissy selfies.
Selflessness – “I know you’d like to go to happy hour after work rather than coming straight home every day, but remember we’re here waiting for you.”
Service – “Psssst. Wake up. I’m hungry.”
Humility – Fostering is hard. Let me rephrase that. Letting go of a foster is hard. Some more than others. I’ve had this baby for three months, and her adoption was just finalized. She will be going home tomorrow. You love them like your own from the day you bring them into your family and then you just have to hand them over and recognize your place in their lives was only temporary–the bridge between what has been and what will be. I’m trying to cram a lifetime of snuggles and kisses into the next few hours before I take her to her new family. I know she’ll forget me quickly, but I will love her forever.
October 25th was National Pit Bull Awareness Day. It was founded in 2007 by a lady here in Tennessee as “… a day to educate and foster positive communications and experiences in the communities in which we and our dogs live.” I have two rescued bullies of my own (Harley, the American Staffordshire/Boxer mix, and Bella, the American Bulldog/Belgian Malinois mix–according to their Wisdom Panel DNA tests!), so it’s an important day for us. Around here we celebrate birthdays, gotcha days, and National Pit Bull Awareness Day!
I tried to take Harley’s picture to commemorate the occasion, and when I told him to smile, I got this. haha He’s such a smartass. (Truth be told, I caught him a split second before a yawn, but it’s funnier to think it’s a cheesy grin.)
Since there were no events held locally, the pups and I drove up to Nashville for Nashville Pittie’s NPBAD Pit Bull Revolution. It was such a good day! So awesome to be surrounded by so many ambassadors for this wonderful breed with their families. I only snapped a few quick photos while we were lining up for the March of the Pitties parade because I saw Nashville Pittie volunteers taking pictures all over the place. I assumed they would be sharing them, but they haven’t posted them yet.
There were tons of vendors there giving away samples and just volunteering their time and services. We took advantage of two awesome ones. The first one you may think I’m a little crazy for, but I don’t care. I’ve heard of people having this done but had never done it myself, and it was an AMAZING experience. We had a session with an animal communicator. Within the first minute of our session, she made me a firm believer that she was legit, and I most definitely will be using her again in the future. The second one was a photographer. Amiee Stubbs was there taking photos which would be free for us to download. She posted them a few days ago, and I kind of love ours.
As the day went on, it got louder and more crowded as more people showed up and the live band started playing. Bella has the world by the balls, but Harley doesn’t have her confidence (one thing the communicator and I talked about), and he was getting a little anxious. We made our exit, but instead of coming home we stopped in Clarksville at their dog park. They both loooooove the dog park As shy as Harley can be at times, and as much as he depends on Bella, all of that completely disappears when you put him in a dog park. It’s amazing to watch. He’s a little social butterfly! He plays with every dog and greets every person there. It makes me a proud pittie momma, especially when other people there comment on him.
When everyone was finally exhausted from the day’s fun, we packed it in and left. Once we were headed home, I felt like it was FINALLY safe for me to drink something. haha I brought water and bowls for the dogs, but I had kind of intentionally dehydrated myself because when you’re traveling by yourself with dogs it’s hard to make a pit stop. You can’t leave them in the car and you can’t take them into a rest stop, so unless you find a Petsmart or Tractor Supply or some other animal friendly place, it just ain’t happening. It was like 4:00 and I hadn’t eaten since breakfast or drunk anything all day, so I was starved and parched. We pulled into a Sonic where I got what felt like the coldest, wettest cherry lmeade ever and an order of tots to tide me over till dinner… and I couldn’t stand to eat in front of my babies, who I was sure had worked up an appetite too, so I got them a plain burger to share. haha!
Once all the bellies were full, it was lights out.
I absolutely loved spending the entire day spoiling my little furry family. Screw baby showers and soccer tournaments. This is my thing!
I introduced you to Charley a couple of days ago, and now we need your help making a decision!
We didn’t name him that. That was what his foster mom had named him. But she didn’t totally come up with it on her own either. Before the rescue place had him, he was in a kill shelter. He was brought in as an owner-surrender, and this owner had been calling him Harley. Foster mom didn’t like this name, but since he already answered to it, she stuck with something similar: Charley.
Hubby had a dog named Charlie when he was younger and really doesn’t want to call him that. Sentimental reasons and such. Neither of us are just over-the-top happy about Harley either. But since he already knows it, we feel like we should stick with it or something phonetically similar. Marley? No. (Think “Marley & Me”) Barley? Nah. Farley? Hmmm…I dunno. I couldn’t stand Chris Farley. Carly? No, he’s a boy.
So what do y’all think? Share your brilliant ideas!
Yep, we’re at it again. Another shelter dog finds a home with the Frenches. 🙂 Meet Charley!*
(photo stolen borrowed from his foster mom’s facebook page because I haven’t uploaded any from my own camera yet)
He’s a 7-month-old pit bull puppy that we are going to be adopting from 11:11 Bully Rescue in Dickson, TN. We brought him home for the weekend for a trial run before we made anything official (and to make sure things went better than the last time ), and he is an absolute doll! He and Bella have hit it off wonderfully, so I think we have a winner this time.
If y’all don’t already know by now, I’m a total animal person. I’ll take animals over people any day. And the bully breeds are my passion. It pisses me off and breaks my heart to see the media put such a bad spin on them when they are THE MOST loving and loyal breeds that you can ask for. If I had the time and resources, I would have a house full of them. But we are pretty well at maximum capacity now. The addition of Charley will bring our household population up to five, and until the three four-legged ones start earning a living and cleaning up after themselves we’re gonna have to put a cap on it there. At least until the next irresistable one comes along.
*Disclaimer: NO, we are NOT naming our animals from the Twilight Saga! Both dogs were already named when we got them!