Saturday, February 2, 2013

My dog Elliot

Just posting this early morning to say something personal about me. A year and a half ago ( soon to be 2 years in June) my mother and I adopted a dog from the NorthShore Animal League in Long Island, NY. When my mom and I were first looking to adopt a dog, we had no preference in mind. We didn't choose the ASPCA because the dogs we saw on the website looked very old. I wanted a dog maybe 6months- 1 year old so I can spend as many long years with the dog as possible. I then began to contemplate about whether to go to a shelter in Mount Vernon or the North Shore Animal League. My mother and I chose North Shore Animal League because we saw very cute dogs! From where I live to the North Shore Animal League is about a 2-3 hour train ride. When my mother and I got there, there were MANY different types of dogs. Large ones, loud ones, small ones, and rowdy ones. My mother and I were in the shelter for 2 hours and couldn't find a dog that was young small to medium sized and friendly. I found one Chihuaha mix named Franny.... and boy was she a yapper. She was a very hyper-active dog and in the North Shore Animal League, they have a little room where you can put a leash on the dog and walk around the room to see how they act when they are walked. Franny... I was unable to control her, I almost fell when I was trying to walk her lol ! Then, I met this female golden retriever, although I cannot remember her name. I loved her, but my mother said I couldn't get her because she was too big to put on the train back home. I was on the verge of crying because I just fell in love with that dog :C ! Then, my mom said " We're going to leave, don't worry, we'll come back next week" I knew her ass was lying. I knew if I didn't find a dog soon, we would NOT be going back. I was praying that I would find a perfect dog. Then, that's when they put a dog into an empty cage near me. On the card, it said his name was Koby and he was just under a year old and is a bit sick but recovering. The moment I saw him pee in his cage, was when I fell in love with him. I told my mom that I wanted him. I placed him into the room where they practice walking the dogs, and he was actually docile. I soon did not like the name of Koby, and I thought of the first name I could think of and that was Elliot. What are your dog experiences? Don't forget to subscribe for more posts !
Picture Of Elliot

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