My Max passed on September 29th 2014. I have been so out of sorts ever since. Can't remember being this depressed. He was such a big part of my life. He was 14 years old and I got him when he was a puppy. I know there will never be another dog like him. He was so unique, intelligent and loving.
With that said I could not go on without having another dog in my life. I decided I needed to rescue a dog from Animal Care Service which is basically the pound. We have such a bad problem here with strays and unwanted pets. I looked and looked through a lot of shelters like the humane society's and no kill shelters but in the end had to get one from the pound. Not a hard decision since they have over 400 dogs housed there. It breaks my heart even more looking at all of them and trying to decide which one to rescue. They all have a horror story that we are never told.
I did not want a puppy. I would have loved to rescue an old dog but then I'm not sure I can go through the end of their life so soon. I wanted a calm dog, not a little dog and not a real big dog either.
I found Zoe....well her name was not Zoe in the pound...I renamed her.
She is very sweet. Definitely was abused but no one really knows what happen to her. She was brought to the pound with 6 puppies too old to be nursing her. She was very weak and malnourished. All her puppies were adopted out. Yea!
I adopted about a week ago. She does not like to walk on the tile. So I had to move her food and water dish close to the carpet. She is very timid, but hopefully in time she will gain some confidence.
I still miss my Max and can't stop crying, but having Zoe in my life has helped the lonely house feeling. It's so nice to come home to a happy, excited dog to greet you at the door.
With all this going on I have not been too industrious making art or being creative.
Hopefully I get back into the swing of things soon.