Beau

Beau


My beautiful, delightful, always entertaining, adoring, sweet Baboo. There are no words to tell you just how much I truly I love you. You are y the one bright and constant light in my life. I wish I came to the realization that I needed to adopt a dog long ago, but, then I think, I am glad I was slow on the uptake because I would not have met you my sweet doggie boy.

First, I want to tell everyone how I came to bring you home. I had a great discussion with Dr. B, he thought along with me that having a dog as pet therapy for me would do me wonders. He wrote me a prescription for pet therapy and our land lord could not refuse my request.

I went to the ASPA on Hunting Ave in Philadelphia. I told myself before hand that I was not going to bring home a dog that day, I was just going to look. Well, I looked up and down the rows and in all of the cages they had great big pit bulls. And then I found you, You, my sweet, sweet doggie boy, were sandwiched in between two big dogs both of which were jumping up and down and barking very loudly. You were curled up in a little ball in the corner of your cage when two gentleman came to look at you. They called your name,"Bodacious," and you did not respond to them. Personally, if I had a name like "Bodacious" I doubt I would have responded either. But, my sweet doggie, you did not go to them and so the pair moved on in their search. Then I came and I didn't have to call you. You just came over and place your paw in my hand and I told you "Your coming home with me, I'm going to be your momma dog." It was love at first sight.

More in the next post

Attitude

I haven't written anything in awhile, mostly because I just haven't had anything to write about. But, a few things have happened which really, truly piss me off have taken place and I may use this as my outlet.

I'm going to warn you ahead of time that even though I was an English major in college, my grammar is terrible. I can read and correct other peoples papers and do all the necessary corrections, but, I simply can not edit myself. When I'm writing, It comes straight from my brain, down thru my typing fingers. So, if that bothers you, your free to skip my blog, other wise feel free to read.