dog subculture

Tucker, the Frenchie that chose his family (part 1)

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“My partner and I would go to pet stores just to browse, with no intention of shopping.     We saw and played with different dogs.

My partner didn’t really want a dog until he met Tucker.

I held Tucker for a few minutes and then my partner held him.

A little girl and her mother came into the shop and asked if they could him.  My partner turned to hand him off to the little girl, but Tucker curled into him, refusing to leave his arms.

The mother said, it looks like he knows who daddy is, and that was it.

That’s when he became Tucker.”

Hero, Izumi and Melons, a family of rescues (part 1-she said)

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“I found hero in Shanghai.

I was living in China for 2 years studying Mandarin in an immersion program.

The month before I was set to leave, and my visa was about to expire, I was walking down a super busy street and I saw a puppy running in the street.

I picked her up and asked people around me if she was theirs, and she was not.

She was filthy, underweight, and missing big chunks of fur.  She was a mess.

I brought her home with no plans to keep her, and a month later I bought her a plane ticket, had her microchipped and got her a rabies vaccine.

After an 18 hour flight, Hero became an American dog.”

Charlie, the lab mix with a great smile (part 3)

“I’ve always wanted to have 2 dogs; 1 called Charlie and the other called Dave.

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We took him to my parents house and he got into some fermented dough and he was lying on the ground seizing.

My father called me at work while Charlie was under the table, delirious.

I took him to the emergency vet at 3 p.m.

I remember carrying him while crying, and I signed a waiver saying they could do whatever  it took to save him.

They flushed his system with charcoal and fluids and wanted to keep him overnight.  When I went to see him and say goodbye he was still delirious.

They didn’t know if he would make it.”

Charlie, the lab mix with a great smile (part 2)

“I told my wife we were driving to Rhode Island to pick up a check for my business.

As we were pulling into Charlie’s foster family’s driveway, I told her we were about to meet a puppy for adoption if we liked him.

She was surprised and happy.

Charlie was only 6 weeks old and we couldn’t bring  him home with us until he was twelve weeks, but we decided he was going to be our family dog.

He had a great smile, high energy and he was warm and friendly.

The funniest part is, that when he was ready to be picked up, I had to go out of town for a bachelor party so my wife drove up and got him by herself.  She spent the first weekend alone with Charlie in a 4 story walk up house in Boston.

He was too small to walk up the stairs so she carried him up and down the stairs by herself.”

Charlie, the lab mix with a great smile (part 1)

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“I grew up with dogs.

I was single and living alone so I put off getting a dog.

When I got engaged and bought a house I decided it was time to get a dog.

I own my own business so I could take a dog to work.  I knew I wouldn’t be leaving him at home all day by himself because I had flexibility.

I knew I wanted a Labrador Retriever or a Lab mix.

There is a rescue agency based in Rhode Island that rescues dogs from down south and places them up and down the northeast coast.

I saw a photo of Charlie on their site.  He was brought up to a foster family in Rhode Island from Alabama.

I decided to surprise my wife.”

Zoe, the rescue from down the block (part 3)

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“I come from a family of dog lovers and they all lover Zoe.

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She is a huge jumper and got up on the dining room table recently and took a lamb shank off the table.

She will thieve food whenever possible.

She is a garbage disposal.

She is very smart and knows some lingo.  She knows the word Milwaukee, that means, let’s go for a walk.

She loves the word, garbagio– it’s her alter ego.  She’s the Zorro of garbage (she’s always hoping to find a few morsels).

My wife and I used to joke about getting a dog like Zoe before she was ours and I fell it was good fate, or luck.”

Zoe, the rescue from down the block

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“We called and she basically said, I can’t take care of Zoe, and asked, would you be interested in taking her?

I flew across country to get her and spent the night in L.A.

She slept on my lap throughout the entire 4 1/2 hour flight back to New York.

We’ve only had her 6 months but I spend a lot of time with her, more so  than anybody else because I am in a professional transition.

She gives me a great break while I am conducting my new business search.

She’s so affectionate and loving, and always wants to play.

She is a constant play companion, both indoors and outdoors.”

 

 

Zoe, the rescue from down the block

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“My wife and I  lived on the same block as a woman who had Zoe and another dog.  Zoe was 8 months old and the other dog was 10 years old.

We saw the dogs daily and we befriended their owner.

She was a nurse in her early 20’s who had rescued her puppy with her boyfriend, on a lark when she saw a North Shore Animal League mobile adoption vehicle.

She broke up with her boyfriend, joined nurses without borders and moved out of the city.

About a month after she left the city, she had one of her friends leave a letter with our doorman asking us to call her about her puppy, Zoe.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 4)

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“Eventually I took Jean Luc to daycare and printed the photos they posted on Facebook.

I put those photographs on my mother’s  mirror.

With Jean Luc, there was always something to talk about with her.

A few days before she died he wouldn’t go on her bed.  He wouldn’t even go in her room.

He was with her as long as she was consciously aware.

After she died and I brought him back to her house he helped me cope.

Snuggling and having Jean Luc around helps fill the hole.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 3)

“I feel that Jean Luc extended my mother’s life.

When she became bed ridden he sat with her on her bed for hours.

He was this little adorable thing who tried to steal her food, which always entertained her.

She always wanted to know where he was.

He gave her something to think about– wondering where he was and all of his antics.

When I first got Jean Luc, my boss loved him.

He would conduct his business meeting holding Jean Luc like a baby, with his head on his shoulder.

My mother loved those types of stories.”