Debbie and Lucy are having a little pet party for us all to show off our furry friends. Or feathered or scaly. I think I’ll just stick to furry.
I’ll give you a little background on how Henry came to live with us. I’ll try not to ramble too much. My sister and I got it in our crazy heads that our parents needed a dog to keep them company. So we got online and started looking. I was in MS and she was in FL with my parents. I came across Henry on petfinders.com and he was not far from my sister.
The plan was that she and her husband would go take a look at him to see if he would be a good fit for our parents. Henry was already over a year old and he had been in 2 different home. The first bought him with akc papers, had him fixed and had him micro chipped. Then they got orders and this other family took him in. Anyway, when they got there and saw his sad state of living her husband pulled her aside and said, we’re not leaving without that dog!
He was living outside with another dog and was pretty skinny. There was all sorts of excuses about how they couldn’t take care of him any longer. My bil did not like the man that was living there and apparently neither did Henry. They were getting out of there fast with the dog. When they got Henry to their house he was covered in fleas. So, they cleaned him up and a few days later got ready to surprise my parents. We now know what a majorly stupid idea that was. My father, the stubborn Italian, was like NO. He did not want a dog. Prior to all this my hubby had volunteered us to be plan B if it didn’t work out with my parents.
So, plan B it was. When we brought him home we found out that he had tape worms and a urinary track infection. Which was causing the piddling problem that would occur when someone walked in the door. He would not have been a good match for my parents. And surprising someone with a dog is a dumb idea. I’m not sure what we were thinking. But let me tell you, he came into our lives at just the right time. Faults and all.
We already had a dog at the time. Our yellow lab Maggie was my baby. We got her as a puppy and she was such a good dog. They got along great. But Maggie started having health problems and it was getting worse. She was only 6. It was having Henry that helped me when I had to put Maggie to sleep. It was a long and crazy year.
Now he is my shadow. He is always right beside me. The vet is amazed that he is 10 years old because he is so energetic. His little nubbin of a tail is like a propeller. See how it blurred in the photo above? It’s goes a million mph!
He was getting very bored with me sticking the camera in his face. I was interrupting his nap. All that tail wagging wore him out.