In which I am rescued

Guess what happens in 10 days from today? GUESS! Oh, okay. I’ll just tell you. I celebrate my Gotcha Day Birthday!

Yep, it was almost a year ago – on March 28th – that I came to live with mom and dad. Gosh, on one paw, it seems like only yesterday. And on the other paw, it seems like I have always been a part of my family.

So I thought maybe you’d want to hear a little more how I came to be rescued in the first place. Now, before I start, I want to gets one thing straight. I’m not tellin’ you this to make you feel sorry for me or anything. I’m telling you this cuz I thought you might like to know why I considers myself to be the Luckiest Dog That Ever Ever Lived.

Okay, so it was January of 2009 in eastern Collie-rado and my Angel Donna Fostermommy got a call from a person saying that they had a puppy they wanted to surrender to her rescue. So she got in her car and drove over to this person’s house and they met her at the door and handed her the puppy.

Here’s a picture of the puppy. His name is Smudge. Isn’t he the Most Adorable??

So my Angel Donna Fostermommy told the person that she’d like to see the mama cuz sometimes adopters have questions about what the mama looked like. (But she really just said that cuz she wanted to see what kinda condition the mama was in. Isn’t she so smart?) So the person said okay and took her to the backyard.

And that’s the first time I met her. Cuz, you see, I was the mama!

Well, my Angel Donna Fostermommy was none too happy with what she saw, I can tell you that! I was a real skinny minnie cuz they weren’t all that much keen on givin’ me a whole bunch of foodables or anything. And I didn’t have any water and all I had for shelter was this kind of plywood shelf thingie turned on its side. Of course, I thought it was all perfectly normal cuz that’s the only life I had known. (I had no idea there was such a thing as a BED at that point. Can you imagine?)

I felt a little shy but I could tell that this lady was real nice and so I went up to her and wiggled and wagged and told her how very pleased I was to meet her. I heard her asking that person who lived in the house if they would surrender me to rescue, too. But they said no…that they wanted to keep me.

She had a real sad look on her face but said okay and then she left. I was sorry to see her go and that sure was a lonely night without Smudge.

But what I didn’t know was that when my Angel Donna Fostermommy got home, she couldn’t quit thinking about me. She told her husband-man that she just couldn’t leave me there like that. And he said…well, then, I guess you better go back and get her.

So the next day she got in her car and drove back out to where I was living. And she talked and talked to the person in the house and they finally said that okay, I could go with her. I didn’t know it then but that was the Most Lucky day of my whole entire life!

Well, she took me back to her house and gave me a crate with soft blankies in it. And she gave me some food and all the water I could drink. Gosh, I still remember how good that water tasted cuz I was really thirsty. And Smudge was there, too! It was all kinda scary in a way cuz I didn’t know what to expect. But I also knew that my life had just gotten a whole lot better.

After I put on some weight and was feeling more myself, Angel Donna Fostermommy took my pictures and put together a Petfinder ad for me. Here are the pictures she took. My mom said she looked at them a million times from the time we met at the Adoption Fair til they brought me home.

If you look at my Petfinder ad, you will prolly notice that my name wasn’t Mayzie then. Angel Donna Fostermommy gave me the name “Angel.” (Which is ironic cuz that’s the name I gave her, too!) Anyways, she told my mom a couple of months ago that she picked out that name for me cuz she couldn’t believe how sweet and loving I was even though I lived in that icky place. Well, I thought that was a very nice thing to say but whoa! did it ever make my mom all kinds of leaky!

So anyways, Smudge got adopted by some nice peoples and then just a few weeks later, I got adopted by my mom and dad.

Now you know why I considers myself to be the Luckiest Dog That Ever Ever Lived! And I make sure to tell my mom and dad every day how much I luvs them and how happy I am to live here and how grateful I am for every teeny tiny little moment of my life.

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