Charlie on left, Lexi behind Chloe. We got a new dog today! Doerfler's Harley Davidson held adoptions for Western Plains Animal Shelter. We've been thinking about adopting a dog for a while but wanted to wait until after vacation. Then when I heard this event was coming up we thought it would be the perfect opportunity to scope out some dogs without feeling bad leaving an actual shelter empty handed. Luckily we found the perfect little dog.
His name was Harley, which was pretty fitting for the venue today:) But that name just isn't one of my favorites and we already know several dogs named Harley. So keeping it close, we chose Charlie. Naming a dog is hard! It shouldn't be, but it is. Charlie was the first name that came to mind when I was thinking of adoptions this morning and then when it was so close to Harley I thought it'd fit. I also liked Lenny (after a friend's dog), Buddy (Buddy the elf, who else?), and Barney (NO, not the big purple dino, just a fun name). But Royce and the kids voted without my presence and Charlie was the choice. It's perfectly fine by me.
Charlie is one year old and is so calm. Granted he's in a strange house with strange people, but he's very calm. He is part lab and we don't know the other mix. I see glimpses of beagle and glimpses of coyote but I don't think either is correct:) He weighs about 30 lbs I think. I know he's scared, but he's calm scared, not angry/mean scared. Robynn came over this afternoon to meet her new 'nephew' and she held him on her lap for over an hour. He was really comfortable. So the more he can be around us while also feeling safe will do him good. He hasn't drank much, if any, since we brought him home but I know that will change.
So wish us luck! He was rescued by WPAS from death row which breaks my heart. Too many puppies from puppy mills and not enough just being loved the way they should be.
His name was Harley, which was pretty fitting for the venue today:) But that name just isn't one of my favorites and we already know several dogs named Harley. So keeping it close, we chose Charlie. Naming a dog is hard! It shouldn't be, but it is. Charlie was the first name that came to mind when I was thinking of adoptions this morning and then when it was so close to Harley I thought it'd fit. I also liked Lenny (after a friend's dog), Buddy (Buddy the elf, who else?), and Barney (NO, not the big purple dino, just a fun name). But Royce and the kids voted without my presence and Charlie was the choice. It's perfectly fine by me.
Charlie is one year old and is so calm. Granted he's in a strange house with strange people, but he's very calm. He is part lab and we don't know the other mix. I see glimpses of beagle and glimpses of coyote but I don't think either is correct:) He weighs about 30 lbs I think. I know he's scared, but he's calm scared, not angry/mean scared. Robynn came over this afternoon to meet her new 'nephew' and she held him on her lap for over an hour. He was really comfortable. So the more he can be around us while also feeling safe will do him good. He hasn't drank much, if any, since we brought him home but I know that will change.
So wish us luck! He was rescued by WPAS from death row which breaks my heart. Too many puppies from puppy mills and not enough just being loved the way they should be.
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