…And Then There Were Three
Every now and again, I find it is my duty as a Dad to simply cave into the will of my family. This opportunity recently presented itself on one, fine, glorious Sunday afternoon.
It was a sunny Sunday, at home alone with nothing much to do except lay around on the couch, watch “guy” movies on AMC or TNT and gear up for the coming week. It was post-football season, so there wasn’t much of importance to contend with except for an occasional trip to the ‘fridge for refreshments during commercial breaks.
So there I was, lazing around the day when a call comes in, “Go look at your cell phone”. A photo message. “I’m at Petsmart, you need to go look at your phone.”
Usually this is the part where I find that something is going to cost me money…and it did. And there she was, a face one could not resist and a tragic story to go with it and my heartstrings were fully yanked.
As if we didn’t have enough animals to take care of, house and feed, but somehow I found myself hooked, lined and sinkered into bringing home our little “Angel”. She was on the Humane’s Society “Death Row” (quite the oxymoron) just days away from being euthanized - a guilty burden I could not carry… so of course I said, “yes”.
I’d like to introduce the latest member of our growing family, “Angel”. She is a 6 month old Italian Greyhound Chihuahua mix - affectionately known as the breed, Italian Greywawa. She is a sweetheart, cuddlebug that no mortal man can refuse.
Unfortunately, during her ordeal at the pound she contracted distemper and the result is a never-ending “tick” that resembles Turret’s Syndrome minus the foul language. Of course, I don’t understand dog too well, so she could be cussing me out unbeknownst to me.
It was one of those situations where I couldn’t say “no” and if I did, I’d be the scourge of the earth. I love dogs and seemingly have an invisible flashing neon sign plastered across my forehead that says, “SUCKER”, unfortunately it’s something that is only blatantly visible to my kids and my wife.
Even with all the suckering, Angel has been a wonderful addition, she loves the kids, gets along with the other dogs and has fit in quite well…and at least for one day, according to Sara, I was…”The best Dad in the whole world”.
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She is just precious Chris. What a beautiful combination. Now you have a brood like we do!! Our little guy is a chirussle. I bet your Angel loves to give kisses, she just has a look about her!! Good job on you all saving her little life!
Looking forward to more pics.
Love,
Pam
Angle is a absolute cutie. That was a great story