No such luck. Next thing I knew I was being slapped in the back of the leg by large puppy paws. I looked back to see the brown dog. I yelled at the dog to go home and to go away. She just wouldn't. She followed me over a mile back home. Across busy streets. By yards with other dogs. Past cats lounging on the sidewalk. I couldn't shake this dog.
I went inside and showered thinking she would leave. When I got out of the shower I heard her still crying at the front door. I was worried she was thirsty so I took her a bowl of water and then did some chores. She still wouldn't leave. She continued to scratch at the door and cry.
|How could I say no to this face?|
I called Ty, who just happened to be in Minnesota for a work trip. I cried, I don't want this dog, but she won't go away. Then I made an even bigger mistake, I let her in the house. I just knew we'd find her a home and I hated her being out in the rain.
We tried to find her a home. I took her to our vet to get checked for a chip, she didn’t have one. Ty called different no kill animal shelters, they were all full. He advertised her on Craig’s List, no hits. After a few months we stopped trying and kind of gave in to the idea that we would keep her.
Once she became full grown we started having problems. She would start fights with Harper. Harper is a 30 pound dog, the brown dog we dubbed Halle grew to be 65 pounds. Anytime food was around Halle would growl at Harper and if Harper got too close she would attack her. We started putting them outside when food was around and fed them separately and the fighting diminished.
|During a sweet, sharing moment.|
Harper has always been my baby. When I lived alone she was not just my roommate, she kept me from feeling lonely and made me feel safer. The thought of something happening to her made me sick to my stomach. We started separating them a lot more.
|The day I picked Harper out. She's right in the middle of my lap.|
A month later the day had finally come. We were on wait lists at all the no kill shelters in our area. That was my stipulation. Halle couldn’t go to a shelter where they’d put her down. She’s a big dog, there’s no way she’d find a home soon enough to be spared. Ty got a call today. They had a space for Halle and she needed to be there by 2:00. I was out of town visiting my grandma so I didn’t get to say goodbye.
|She is such a silly dog!|
As right as I know it is, my heart is heavy tonight. I worry about Halle. I hope she’s happy. I hope she doesn’t miss us and wonder where we are. I hope beyond hope that she goes to a family who will love her for all her quirks and strange habits. She really is a good dog, she just has dominance issues and Harper sure isn’t the kind of dog to back down.