“Eventually, after looking around online I suggested my spouse look for an Irish Setter.
There weren’t many breeders, but we found one in Lancaster, Pa.
It was a puppy mill of Irish Setters.
Lola stood up on me and made herself known.
We picked her up, and said, we want her.
Then we went into the unpleasant cashier’s office, paid a lot more than we expected to and got out of there.
Lola was my first purebred dog.”
“There are Georgia Redbone Hounds and Tennessee Redbone Hounds, but they didn’t look anything like my West Virginia Redbone Hound.
We tried to get a dog through a rescue agency but it seemed harder to adopt a dog than a baby.
All the inspectors to prove you would be a good parent were trying.
We went to a rescue shelter in Pennsylvania since we have a house there.
We saw a dog we really liked but he was five years old and had been returned several times because he had issues with blankets.
We decided we were too old to fight a dog over blankets.”
“My spouse and I had been without a dog for eight years and we decided it was time to get another one.
We each had favorite dogs in our past.
Mine was a dog I’d found in Washington Heights years ago, which my veterinarian told me was a West Virginia Redbone Hound, that I called Pablo.
His was an Irish Setter he’d had when he was in college, called Shannon.
To appease me, since I didn’t want the dog as much as he did, he suggested we try to get another West Virginia Redbone Hound.
We went online, only to discover there is no such dog breed as West Virginia Redbone Hound.”
“As a result of having Charlie I am on a committee to save Teddy Roosevelt Park because the American Museum of Natural History wants to develop public park land and build an expansion including another museum entrance, which would lead to the removal of trees, benches and public park area.
We chose this neighborhood to be close to the park.
It would be a shame to see that change.
We love going outside from the concrete jungle to seeing all that green space.”
“After the four weeks of no walking he still had exercise restriction; no running and no long walks for another three months.
It was very rewarding when he was finally able to exercise.
He ran and ran and had 20 times the endurance.
The most important thing was that it was all worth it.
Without Charlie we wouldn’t live where we do.
We live by the park for Charlie.”
“Her last dog was a Labrador Retriever, and they bond with more than one person.
Charlie is a Ridgeback Redbone Coonhound mix.
He was so sweet and gentle and she was just happy that I liked him and agreed to get a dog that she said yes, to adopting Charlie.
He was great from the start, but six months later we found out he had heart worm.
That was challenging because he had several months of exercise restriction, including four weeks of just walking outside to go to the bathroom and then having to go right back inside.
He was confused and it was the only time I understood the concept of one day at a time.
He used to exercise four times a day before the heart worm diagnosis and all of a sudden he didn’t know why he couldn’t chase squirrels and rabbits and do his thing.”
“My girlfriend had to put her dog down after our third date.
She wanted another dog after some time passed and so she got me to attend an adoption event (that I didn’t want to go to).
I’ve always wanted a Rhodesian Ridgeback.
That’s when we saw Charlie.
We thought he was someone’s dog and that he wasn’t up for adoption.
Eventually, I asked someone at the Pets for Life adoption event if he belonged to anyone and they said, he did not, and that he was indeed up for adoption.
I said to my girlfriend, how about this guy, but she was opposed to having a Ridgeback (because they bond with one person, and she thought it would be me).”
The best and worst time we’ve had with Charlie was after moving to NYC when we left him with my boyfriend’s mom because we both had jobs, but didn’t have a place to live.
We couch surfed for two weeks until we found an apartment.
We were without Charlie for two months, until Christmas.
Coming back to NYC with Charlie was the happiest day of his life.
He and my boyfriend are extremely attached and I am a third wheel.
My boyfriend hijacked my dog.
Ridgebacks are one dog owners, but this Rhodesian has two.
I feel like I don’t credit for the early morning walks.
We’ve met great people on our walks. We’ve made a lot of friends and so has Charlie.
One of the nicer experiences was when we went away for a few days and a friend from the park took care of Charlie.
He’s been following her ever since.
“My boyfriend turned to me and asked, do you like this dog?
I answered, do you, guy who doesn’t want a dog, like this dog?!
He said, I love this dog.
And that was the beginning of Charlie.
We took him home, I looked at him and called him meatball, but my boyfriend said, he didn’t like dogs named after food.
I liked the name Charlie.
I called him Charlie and he responded, so it stuck.
He ended up having heart worm.
He was under exercise restriction and had to have daily shots in his front leg muscle for 6 months.”