“My boyfriend was living with me and he was really against getting a dog. He thought it was too much work.
It was something I wanted for a long time.
After he moved out, I started looking for a dog.
I got Buddy the day after my 30th birthday. He was my birthday present to myself.
There was an event at the Petco near my apartment and Buddy was the first and only dog I met. I felt like a could relate to him. He seemed happy and content, like a chill little guy. There was another woman interested but she seemed weird. They asked me if I wanted to take him for a walk and I walked him home to my apartment. He sniffed around, hopped on the couch and seemed at home I went out of the room and he followed me. He’s always by my feet. He’s my little shadow.
Having Buddy helped me get over a bad relationship quickly.
I feel like I am pretty fortunate, and giving Buddy a good life means a lot to me. I know that he feels safe and loved.
Once he got out of his collar, ran down the block, and headed towards the nearest avenue with a lot of traffic. Luckily, a construction worker caught him and held onto him.
I got a camera to see what he was up to during the day because I work long hours at the office. I watched him sitting by himself and even though it didn’t seem to bother him, I wasn’t okay with that.
I decided I would feel better if he had a companion.
Everyone tried to discourage me from getting another dog. They said, you’re not going to be able to handle this.
All the while I looked on the Bowling Green rescue dog websites because Buddy was from Bowling Green, Kentucky.”