Today I met my new fur-friend! Her shelter name is Bene, and she arrived at the shelter today, just a few minutes before I arrived. She was a stray found abandoned in Forest Park, and it was clear to me that she was just what I was looking for. She was quiet while most of the other dogs were barking for attention, but she was very aware and responded to me immediately.
I had a chance to hang out with her in the visiting space for us to feel each other out, to see if we were a match. I intended to play with a minimum of 3 dogs before choosing, but that did not happen. There was another dog on the other side visiting another potential adopter that barked at Bene like crazy. She was scared and hid behind my chair, and the more I talked to her she became relaxed and put her front paws up on my lap. I was eventually able to pick her up and put her in my lap. She settled there as if she belonged and rested her head on my arm. When the other dogs would bark, she would bury her head in the crook of my arm. The attendant told me that if I didn’t want her, they would send her to a foster home because she was such a nice, well-behaved dog. I did not want that to happen, so I quickly ended my visit with her to get down to business.
When I walked her back to her cage, she rested her head on my shoulder like a little baby and turned her face away from the other dogs. Guard dog she will not be. I completed the paperwork, which was quick and painless, before I got the worst news ever. Because Bene was a found stray, the shelter has to give 3 days for her original owners to claim her. If they don’t show up, she is mine officially. I feel like a horrible person for hoping they never show up; It would totally break my heart to think about picking another dog.
After completing the paperwork, I went back and spent another hour with her, holding her and cuddling her like a baby. I already know she is going to be spoiled rotten. I really didn’t want to leave her, but I wouldn’t be able to take her home until Thursday, which includes the 3 day waiting period and then the scheduled surgery for spaying and microchipping. As I left I felt as if I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
I agonized over the type of dog food, type of toys she might like, and the best treats to use for training (She does not like being on a leash) while spending way too much time at the PetCo. The easiest part was picking out a collar and leash (purple collar, mint green leash).
I still haven’t decided on a name. I called her Macy before I even knew the name the shelter gave her, but I feel like it should require a little more thought.
How did you chose your pet’s name? How did you acquire your pet?
Special thanks to the good people of the Fulton County Animal Services. You guys made me feel good about adopting, and your friendliness and kindness reflected throughout the well-kept facility.