As I walked Sir Thomas, my daughter, then 15, walked dogs as a volunteer at our local animal shelter. I use to accompany her, per shelter rules, until she was 16. She walked many dogs. I didn’t pay particular attention since I use to be busy walking Sir Thomas.
This pup was returned to the shelter by her previous owners stating she was an aggressive one. My daughter walked this 1-year-old quite a few times since its return. And, the animal did not seem to be aggressive but scared, and walked timidly. My young child found the statement by the previous owners to be far from accurate. One day when she was at the shelter, she found out that this sweet puppy was going to be put to sleep in the next seven days. My daughter swiftly took action. She spoke to her dad requesting him to come to the shelter and meet her furry friend. Dad went, met, and brought this friend home!
Really there was not much to say! Dixie was home. And, we suddenly were going to be parents of two dogs. A thought that never ever had crossed my mind! Sir Thomas immediately recognized Dixie when she came home. Both their tails wagged. And, I knew it’ll all be okay.
My daughter was right! This animal-being has been noting but beautiful, kind, loving and soft hearted. She has the sweetest personality. She loves to be held like a little dog. She listens to instructions. She loves loves loves my husband. I guess she knows who brought her home.
Looking back, my daughter walked Dixie enough times to recognize that she looked tough but was gentle. Her pit bull face didn’t do much good for her, but I’m glad my daughter could see all the good in this pups face. One day a neighbor of mine did say to me that pit bull’s are dangerous. I kindly replied not pit bulls, but us. Over the years, he has come to recognize how good Dixie is.
Dixie has a loving soul. She followed Sir Thomas all around. He did not mind her. When he got tired of her, he would huff, and she would go do her stuff. Almost every evening they had a special play time – pulling on a stuffed toy, barking at each other, nipping action with no nipping, tails up and wagging. They were a steady companion to each other.
I’m sure she misses Sir Thomas. But she seems happy following my hubby around. He is her true love! As I end this article, I hear Dixie “Bella” follow my husband back and forth, in and out, and up and down as he works in the back yard. Endless love 🙂
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