Order has been restored to the universe
So Tuesday AM I got a call from the foster mom. She said she had gotten my email that morning and was suprised to hear from me. She told me that it must be "Serendipitous" that I wanted him back because she called everyone on her list after me and no one wanted him! The family in Tahoe's mother got ill and went into the hospital so they couldn't do it. One family went to Spokane for a month. A third family didn't want to pay the adoption fee for him (can you believe that?? With all that humane societies do for animals??) and supposedly were acting like they were doing the society a FAVOR by taking him for free! Hrmph! So the woman said she called her mom and friends at the society and decided that yes I could have him back. To top it all off my old first grade best buddy from Flint, MI wrote me an email. She had come across my website after years of us being out of touch and saw my post about Toby. She wanted me to know how much her dog meant to her and how important he was in her life and that even though he was ill she would never give up the years she had with him.
Well that pretty much solidified what I already knew. It was fate. Tuesday evening my friend Dave and I drove all the way back to Murphys to pick him up. Yet another 2 1/2 plus hour drive (one way!) out past Stockton. When we got there the woman told me that the daughter of the elderly lady that had owned Toby stopped by with a big bag of his toys. She washed them all and gave them to me to take back with him which was great! Good timing! Anyway, I got Toby home and it was like he never left, except without all the previous anxiety. I had a little bit still, but with each day it gets easier and easier. Of course he ran in and for some odd reason ate a mouthful of cat food. He'd stayed away from it before but the drive musta pooped him out. Wednesday on the way to work he decided to hurl in the car and then spent the whole rest of the day having the runs... eww. He had an "accident" in my office and one late at night at home. I was trying to crate him at night when I first got him but I decided he was definitely trustworthy so I didn't crate. Which is probably just as well anyways so he didn't have the accident in his bed. Suffice to say it's been a tough couple of days.
I took him to the vet today and he weighed in at 18lbs, 1oz. and yes he's definitely a purebred Lhasa Apso. He's in good health and got some pills for his runs, which I have to say helped right away thank god. Got some advantage flea meds for the kitty and for the pup and a free visit for having adopted him. Even with the free ($50 value) visit the vaccine he got for kennel cough, the cat and dog flea meds and the pills still cost me $120 something! Yikes. Good thing I don't have to go to the vet that often! Advantage lasts the next 6 months anwyays. I am definitely getting vet insurance for him though. Dogs have a greater tendency to hurt themselves than cats do. I could insure my cat but even with her sensitive stomach its been cheaper to pay for the visits over the last 10 years.
My boyfriend doesn't seem to be too stoked by the dog. He hasn't warmed up to him at all really. But Toby's my dog so that's fine. I'm still happy with my choice cause I know it was the best one. Toby is wonderful and I'm really lucky to have such a perfect, wonderful, well behaved dog. I'm also very lucky to have the cat that I do. I have two wonderful animals and may be becoming an old maid before my time (spinster = owning lots of cats/dogs) but I'd rather be that and have the two pets that I do than go through life without them at this point. At least their love is unconditional. Life is funny. I never though at 32 I'd be getting a dog as an unmarried, no kid having woman. One day I'd like to be a married, kid having, pet having woman. Here's to hoping. Lastly I'd like to say thanks to Edna and Jenn who both posted comments about how I should get the dog back. Thanks for the support! And before I forget the last bit of my story, folks at work and friends all offered their help with Toby if I ever need it. Awww! Thanks guys! Warms the ole heart. I've even got my own list of dog sitters at work when I have to go to meetings and don't feel like leaving him alone. Toby's well loved now. :)
Well that pretty much solidified what I already knew. It was fate. Tuesday evening my friend Dave and I drove all the way back to Murphys to pick him up. Yet another 2 1/2 plus hour drive (one way!) out past Stockton. When we got there the woman told me that the daughter of the elderly lady that had owned Toby stopped by with a big bag of his toys. She washed them all and gave them to me to take back with him which was great! Good timing! Anyway, I got Toby home and it was like he never left, except without all the previous anxiety. I had a little bit still, but with each day it gets easier and easier. Of course he ran in and for some odd reason ate a mouthful of cat food. He'd stayed away from it before but the drive musta pooped him out. Wednesday on the way to work he decided to hurl in the car and then spent the whole rest of the day having the runs... eww. He had an "accident" in my office and one late at night at home. I was trying to crate him at night when I first got him but I decided he was definitely trustworthy so I didn't crate. Which is probably just as well anyways so he didn't have the accident in his bed. Suffice to say it's been a tough couple of days.
I took him to the vet today and he weighed in at 18lbs, 1oz. and yes he's definitely a purebred Lhasa Apso. He's in good health and got some pills for his runs, which I have to say helped right away thank god. Got some advantage flea meds for the kitty and for the pup and a free visit for having adopted him. Even with the free ($50 value) visit the vaccine he got for kennel cough, the cat and dog flea meds and the pills still cost me $120 something! Yikes. Good thing I don't have to go to the vet that often! Advantage lasts the next 6 months anwyays. I am definitely getting vet insurance for him though. Dogs have a greater tendency to hurt themselves than cats do. I could insure my cat but even with her sensitive stomach its been cheaper to pay for the visits over the last 10 years.
My boyfriend doesn't seem to be too stoked by the dog. He hasn't warmed up to him at all really. But Toby's my dog so that's fine. I'm still happy with my choice cause I know it was the best one. Toby is wonderful and I'm really lucky to have such a perfect, wonderful, well behaved dog. I'm also very lucky to have the cat that I do. I have two wonderful animals and may be becoming an old maid before my time (spinster = owning lots of cats/dogs) but I'd rather be that and have the two pets that I do than go through life without them at this point. At least their love is unconditional. Life is funny. I never though at 32 I'd be getting a dog as an unmarried, no kid having woman. One day I'd like to be a married, kid having, pet having woman. Here's to hoping. Lastly I'd like to say thanks to Edna and Jenn who both posted comments about how I should get the dog back. Thanks for the support! And before I forget the last bit of my story, folks at work and friends all offered their help with Toby if I ever need it. Awww! Thanks guys! Warms the ole heart. I've even got my own list of dog sitters at work when I have to go to meetings and don't feel like leaving him alone. Toby's well loved now. :)
