Wow, I drove through a terrible rain storm on the way out to meet the boy. When I arrived, the owner was out in the pen with him and said "hello."
That dog attacked me.
With kisses and nuzzles... I swear he would have crawled face first into my front pocket. His tail whipped furiously, and stuff got knocked over from his flagellate thumping. I was flabbergasted.
We threw his ball for him and he brought it right back.
Told him to sit, and he did!
The owner gave me a gigantic crate which barely fit in my suv, some bowls and food and toys, a harness and leash... and all of the vet records and a microchip login ( they chipped him, but hadn't logged into the acct yet to fill out his info)
He was a really nice guy, and didn't want to accept any money for the stuff, but I told him i wanted him to have it.
He didn't care for anything other than to know the dog would go to a good home.
The boy rode all the way into Medford and we stopped at costco, I picked up 80 lbs of food, a dog bed and some treats.
I got him home and unloaded the stuff and told mom to sit in a chair in the house, because i didn't know if she'd receive the same reception I did, and at her 86 lbs, it could knock her down.
The boy went inside and was a total gentleman. Didn't lift a leg, or try to shit anywhere, stayed off the furniture and played with his toys in front of the fireplace.
Mom couldn't believe it.
She said "Todd, how did you get this dog?"
I said, "well mom, some folks think that you might be able to create your own reality based upon the thoughts you entertain, so I've been entertaining thoughts of a red dog that will bring us joy and happiness... Ask and ye shall receive it says. I asked, we received."
She clapped her hands and smiled, shaking her head in disbelief.
"You did good son," she said.
I said,
"I had nothing to do with it."
