Dog adoption... (Page 2)

Looks like a boxer/beagle to me.

That must have been an interesting mating session.

I admit that when I saw this thread originally, it made me nervous.  It was coming at the same time that I was beginning the adoption process from a rescue group.  Thankfully, my experience was quite different and, last night, I made a choice that will change my life and the life of a very special guy.

He had been picked up from the Hillsborough Animal Shelter a few days ago, by the Labrador Retriever Rescue group, and delivered to a foster home.  He had been dropped off at the animal shelter by a family that couldn't afford to keep him any more.  He was diagnosed with heartworms and, while curable, it is a costly treatment.  Even though I have adopted him and he will be my dog, the LRR are covering the cost of treatments for him.  Normally, they wouldn't even adopt a dog until he had finished undergoing treatments.  However, since I work from home and am the only one in my house, LRR actually preferred for him to come home sooner since my environment will be more conducive to recovery.  I have to make sure he stays calm (no running/frisbee or extended interaction with other dogs) for 2 months while he is being treated, and take him to the vet a couple of times.  Afterwards, he should be as healthy as a horse.  Which is good; because he is built like one! 

I didn't bring him home yet because I am going to NC next week to visit my family.  Being in a shelter is traumatic enough, that I didn't want to bring him home, let him get settled here for a week and put him right back in a doggy camp for 3 days.  I paid for the adoption and he is officially mine but he is going to stay at the foster mom's house as a regular camper until I get back next weekend.

So, without further ado, I present to you, my new 74-pound wonder...Brendan.

I admit that when I saw this thread originally, it made me nervous.  It was coming at the same time that I was beginning the adoption process from a rescue group.  Thankfully, my experience was quite different and, last night, I made a choice that will change my life and the life of a very special guy.

He had been picked up from the Hillsborough Animal Shelter a few days ago, by the Labrador Retriever Rescue group, and delivered to a foster home.  He had been dropped off at the animal shelter by a family that couldn't afford to keep him any more.  He was diagnosed with heartworms and, while curable, it is a costly treatment.  Even though I have adopted him and he will be my dog, the LRR are covering the cost of treatments for him.  Normally, they wouldn't even adopt a dog until he had finished undergoing treatments.  However, since I work from home and am the only one in my house, LRR actually preferred for him to come home sooner since my environment will be more conducive to recovery.  I have to make sure he stays calm (no running/frisbee or extended interaction with other dogs) for 2 months while he is being treated, and take him to the vet a couple of times.  Afterwards, he should be as healthy as a horse.  Which is good; because he is built like one! 

I didn't bring him home yet because I am going to NC next week to visit my family.  Being in a shelter is traumatic enough, that I didn't want to bring him home, let him get settled here for a week and put him right back in a doggy camp for 3 days.  I paid for the adoption and he is officially mine but he is going to stay at the foster mom's house as a regular camper until I get back next weekend.

So, without further ado, I present to you, my new 74-pound wonder...Brendan.

So last night we were talking about names for the dog. The step-daughter kept coming up with common names. I said it needs to be unique (something that wouldn't come up in normal conversation), and short, maybe we should look at foreign languages or mythology.

So we came up with Thor.

Hopefully he won't fully live up to the name...

Brendan is sooo cool!  Big Black Dogs ROCK!!! Did you know they are generally the last to be adopted at shelters and Animal Controls?  They are my own personal favorite.

Congrats!!

Aw, that's nice I used to sit for a family that had a doggie named Thor. He definitely was the opposite of his name

That's the thing with shelter dogs - usually they come with a stupid "dog" name cuz some lame-o family wasn't creative. Our first shelter dog was "King", the second, a yellow lab named Bailey. I HATE the name Bailey for a yellow-colored dog - it's definitely up there on the list of boring commonplace dog names. Everyone names their damn lab or golden retriever Bailey. But he was like 3 years old, would have just confused him. King ended up being called "Bud" most of the time - he was my dad's "Buddy".

Thor is very cute And yeah, some sort of hound mix, it looks. Boxer/hound is a good guess.

I admit that when I saw this thread originally, it made me nervous.  It was coming at the same time that I was beginning the adoption process from a rescue group.  Thankfully, my experience was quite different and, last night, I made a choice that will change my life and the life of a very special guy.

He had been picked up from the Hillsborough Animal Shelter a few days ago, by the Labrador Retriever Rescue group, and delivered to a foster home.  He had been dropped off at the animal shelter by a family that couldn't afford to keep him any more.  He was diagnosed with heartworms and, while curable, it is a costly treatment.  Even though I have adopted him and he will be my dog, the LRR are covering the cost of treatments for him.  Normally, they wouldn't even adopt a dog until he had finished undergoing treatments.  However, since I work from home and am the only one in my house, LRR actually preferred for him to come home sooner since my environment will be more conducive to recovery.  I have to make sure he stays calm (no running/frisbee or extended interaction with other dogs) for 2 months while he is being treated, and take him to the vet a couple of times.  Afterwards, he should be as healthy as a horse.  Which is good; because he is built like one! 

I didn't bring him home yet because I am going to NC next week to visit my family.  Being in a shelter is traumatic enough, that I didn't want to bring him home, let him get settled here for a week and put him right back in a doggy camp for 3 days.  I paid for the adoption and he is officially mine but he is going to stay at the foster mom's house as a regular camper until I get back next weekend.

So, without further ado, I present to you, my new 74-pound wonder...Brendan.

The cat is still a bit of an issue, but that's mostly the cat's fault.