Archive for July, 2012

Febuary 17, 2009; a day that would forever be known in infamy in my life. The day we brought home a small ball of fur with bald eyes, whom was promptly named Ozzy.

We were living in a rather spacious two bedroom apartment in Grand Blanc which just so happened to allow dogs. After a couple of months of begging, my boyfriend (now fiance) Rob and our roommate Jared finally caved and agreed to getting a puppy. A long time fan of rescuing, this was my first time adopting a shelter dog. (Previously in my 22 years of life the family dogs had been two German Shepherd Dogs and a Cocker Spaniel.) The excitement was almost uncontainable. I raced home from work, picked up the boys and headed to Flint. The shelter closed at 4:00 pm, we had no time to waste!

We waltzed into the Genessee County Animal Control with some time to spare and headed to the dogs. For whatever reason (maybe simply a “duh” moment or perhaps fate) we entered the door marked “Wednesday” thinking that that was the only aisle of dogs we could adopt from since it was Wednesday.

There was a wide range of adult dogs, including a beagle who was so happy to see us that he peed, but we had all agreed on a puppy. There were about three litters of puppies that barely had their motor skills, and two ten week old puppies who looked similar but were in seperate cages. I put a hand on each cage. The puppy on the left just looked at me, while the puppy on the right edged closer and then licked my fingers. He was black with fuzzy ears, a dipstick tail and bald eyes. His ID tag read “Lab/Chow Mix”. Rob thought he would probably get too big, but I KINDLY pointed out that there was no weight limit at the apartment complex. “Let’s at least get him out, play with him and see how it goes.”

I set him down in the play room, walked to the other end, and sat cross legged on the floor. I just wanted to see what he would do. Was he more interested in the room? Or me? He sniffed the ground for about three seconds, then he bounded full speed, paws windmilling, jumped into my lap and covered my face in kisses. Rob’s eyes got big and he said “That’s it. He’s ours.”

We ran up front and filled out all the paperwork. They let us give him a bath there and then we headed home. It took almost all of our income tax money to get him to proper health. He had mange which developed into a secondary skin infection, roundworms, and was malnourished and dehydrated. Not to mention getting all his shots up to date and getting him neutered. Fortunately it has been worth every single penny. He has been the best dog that I have ever owned. I took him everywhere with me until about a year ago when he tore not one but both CCLs (Cranial cruciate ligament in a dog, anterior cruciate ligament in a human). Two major surgeries and months of bed rest later, he is just now behaving like himself again. He has been a trooper through it all, barely even a whine after either surgery. But what else would one expect from a tough little rockstar?

 

(Ozzy’s first picture! You can see the mange around his eyes.)

(My baby boy all grown up and looking beautiful!)

 

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My baby Ozzy, enjoying a nice summer day last summer. This is maybe about 2 months after he surgery to repair both back legs. (He tore both ACLs.)

He gets excited when its time to wear a bandana. πŸ™‚

 

The adoption event was canceled due to a big storm rolling in. We were SO bummed! Especially when it didn’t end up storming until well after the event would have ended. 😦

However, with the way weather has been in the Ann Arbor area lately, it definitely isn’t worth the risk. Β Tornados and floods oh my!

So on top of our big adoption event tomorrow night, we will be moving within the next two weeks. (Just one town over but moving is moving and such a pain in the butt!)

As soon as we brought the cardboard boxes in the critters seemed to know what is in store. They watch us walk back and forth, back and forth. You would think we’d left them behind before or something! (Which we never have.)

Arthas, our chinchilla, could care less. As long as his food dish is full, he is a happy fella.

Zelda loves to run between all the boxes like we made a maze especially for her.

Ozzy insists on sticking his nose in every open box.

Hopefully once the move is complete and we’re all settled in, there will be plenty of new fun pictures of the animals in our new place. Ozzy for one, is going to love it because there are trails all over for us to explore.

Within the next two days we will post how the adoption event went and any pictures we take. We are SO excited and hope things go well. πŸ™‚

Sorry for the gaps in posts, but both of us have been busy bees as of lately. We are about to attend our first adoption event this Thursday for our Spare Change Filling Furry Bellies Facebook page. So we’ve been working in our spare time to get everything ready for the event. We will be attending it with a rescue in the area who will have their adoptables there for people to meet. We plan on having some information packets available for people about easy ways to help rescues and tips for making adoption easier. Along with cartoon drawings of people’s dogs that come by for a donation. We will also have a can for spare change to go to our rescue of choice at the end of the month.

We’re both really excited and can’t wait to see how it goes. ^.^

Signs

Posted: July 14, 2012 in Fun Photos
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I don’t have children (and don’t plan on having any) therefore I need to buy this sign for my home. ❀