When Jen and I moved into our first apartment together back in 2009, we instantly began to personalize it. I still remember that little apartment right in the heart of Valencia. The newer appliances had been cleaned for our move in. The paint still smelt fresh, and the cheap carpet had just been shampooed. Jen and I had been trying to get an apartment together for months, and we were finally able to move in together. It was the beginning of our love that would eventually blossom into an impending marriage. We are both animal lovers, dogs specifically. Once we got settled in we felt the need for a companion.
Naturally I wanted a strong, loyal, dedicated partner, who would die defending our family, Jen decided that we should get a maltipoo.
She said I could have the above dog (I pictured a German Shepherd, possibly ex-police dog) as soon as we had a yard to put it in. Well I know that there is no sense in arguing with Jen, so I obliged, thinking that once we saw my future pal at the shelter, Jen would let me have him. We walked up and down the aisles at the Castaic Animal Shelter, where I looked through the various dogs.
Jen denied my request for the black pitbull, the GSD/Chow mix, and the black lab.
We walked the exterior perimeter and a corgi mix caught Jen’s eye, his name was Tyson, we decided to play with him in the meeting pen. Tyson did not give me the time of day, and seemed genuinely disinterested in us.
As we were packing up to leave, I walked the interior of the shelter one more time while Jen was outside. A little white fluff ball was staring up at me. She could not see me through the fur that was covering her eyes. She was clean, and appeared to be smiling at me. I grabbed Jen, and then the volunteer girl at the shelter, and immediately took the fluff ball to play in the pen. The furry little monster would not stop giving us kisses. She would roll over, wag her tail, and we instantly knew she was ours.
The volunteers explained to us that she had just been dropped off by a couple who just had a baby. As we would come to find out, the fluff ball, Bella, was a firecracker. She was all of the qualities I wanted in my German Shepherd, all wrapped up in a tiny bubblegum wrapper. She is tough, loyal, and more intelligent than any dog I have ever had. We had to wait to pick her up for 3 days. In the mean time, we went to visit her again. We brought her home 3 days later, and she has been a part of our family every since. She has provided companionship and a friendship that has not been matched by any human I have ever met (and we have some excellent friends). Not to mention she is absolutely beautiful on the rare occasion that she stays clean.
It just goes to show you that sometimes, your friends will find you, you just have to keep your eyes open.
We now have a yard, and a German Shepherd who is more bark than bite, but we will save her story for Part II.