I have a new puppy about 3 weeks ago and his name is Blue and we adopted him from a shelter. He has brought so much joy to me. I hadn’t realized how much I have been craving some responsibility in my life. I want to nurture something and since it will be hard for me to conceive I went on a search for a dog. I was looking through shelter websites for a young dog that would end up to be a big dog. No chiuaua or toy breed. Nothing that will end up being under 50lbs. So I found “the dog” at an animal control website. There was also a baby pit bull pup that I adored but I am weary of owning the type for obvious reasons. They were ALL there for the same puppy I wanted. I felt my heart sink as the shelter worker said the puppy was already adopted by the truck parked next to me in the parking lot.
I felt tears welling in my heart and my stomach felt like rocks. Then my man pulled up in his car because he just got off work from nearby and drove to the shelter because he was worried it would be gone and I would just pick another dog just to have one. (I did entertain that thought about adopting the pit bull puppy)lol
With my man by my side I brought up the topic of the pit bull and ended up begging him to come in and see it with me.
He was small and bloated in the belly. I picked him up and he was so cuddly. He didn’t bark or jump all over us. He just went up to us and sat at out feet……
SO here we are about 3 weeks later and he has perked up and slimmed down. The vet told us he had worms so we took care of all that with medicine.
Here is Blue the pit bull mix now
And Blue 2 weeks ago