This is a blog hop by A Peace-a-Bull Assembly’s blog. Click here to view their blog. For this blog hop you have to describe the day you got your dog. However if you have read any of my other posts you will know that I have not actually got Alfie yet and still have to wait a little while. So my Gotcha Day…well I will leave it to my mum. This is her story about her Rough Collie, Shandy.
She was 8 weeks old and had an adventurous personality. At 4 weeks she was keen to explore every inch of the room and now, at 8 weeks, she hadn’t changed. She bounded straight up to us recognizing who we were. Her ears still straight up and pointy! They would never bend over! Her coat was just beautiful and thick. She would need it as it had been snowing outside. Once the buying procedure had finished; she was straight in the snow! She would dig her nose in then flick mounds of it up and chase after the chunks as they fell. It was the funniest thing. In the car her personality stayed and she was eager to search the car and find anything interesting. We gave her a little purple bunny which she loved until the day she died. At home she found her bed and curled up but then after 2 seconds she was up exploring again! She never once went to chew anything nor bark at anyone. She was perfect.
Heartbreaking though it was we lost Shandy on May 22nd 2002 age 14. She died of kennel cough and I vow to never put a dog through the torture of a kennel again.
That was our Gotcha Day story! What’s yours?
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