Early last week, a new flyer had come up in the neighborhood. Lynchburg Humane Society was holding a pet fair in our community. The husband had been after me for quite some time to get a dog but I, being the crazy neat freak that I am, held back. But the flyer was too difficult to dismiss. Yesterday morning, we headed over to the clubhouse, met a few adorable four-legged friends and went home wishing to buy one but still terrified of taking that first step (we both have never had pets).
After an hour of browsing online through the list of pets waiting for a home, we both just quickly piled into our car without thinking too much and headed to meet the three dogs that we shortlisted. They were all lab/retriever mixes, but after seeing one of them jump sky-high (and not really come to us when we went to meet her personally), we decided to go to a smaller dog.
Enter Rue, a lovely adorable beautiful year-and-a-half old Jack Russell mix. We both fell in love with her right away and loved how responsive and energetic she was. We were told she doesn't bark much, or chew things, and that she was great with people and kids. We bought her on the spot and took her to PetSmart to do some mega-shopping for her. Being two absolutely clueless new pet-owners, we were completely following our store-helper and buying the things she preferred for her pet. (She was totally awesome!) But Rue was totally going haywire and barking mad at every other four-legged friend or enemy she was coming across. She needs to work on that. The funny thing was when Rue's roommate from the shelter strolled in (the roommate was also just picked yesterday) and the two dogs went mad with happiness.
Her Jack Russell blood sends her crazy when we are outdoors. Right now, we are literally running after her. I am working on slowing her down somewhat and running along with me when I go for my morning jog, but that's going to take some time. She hates her food. She hates her harness. She loves the wind whipping against her face. She sits quietly at home, following us around though. We are not sure if she went through anything abusive in the past (her file doesn't seem to indicate that), but the two moves she made in the past two weeks probably scared her enough that she doesn't like to be left alone. She's also terribly underweight, so we are working on fattening her up somewhat.
After one day with her, we are both still madly in love with her. We were worried we may find she won't take to us, or we may struggle with her, but so far, everything has been smooth. I barely slept last night out of all the excitement and I kept looking at her bed. Since she is generally quieter at home, my reading doesn't look like it will be affected, though over the next few weeks, we will all be learning about each other and figuring out our routines. Can you just say how excited I sound? :-)