Her name is Gabby. She's a 3-ish year old basset beagle mix, also known as a bagle hound. I found her on PetFinder.com when I was looking for a medium-sized, housetrained, good with cats, non-puppy in early July. I've been e-mailing back and forth with the Loving Heart Animal Shelter about Gabby since then.
Alyson from Loving Heart brought her over to visit today, which turned out to be an adoption not just a visit. Annie fell instantly in love. Robbie, who is a little unsure of dogs, has thoroughly enjoyed her. She likes to play ball so that made her immediately a fit for Charlie.
The only family member who doesn't like her is Dungy. When Gabby came through the door, Dungy was sitting on Mike's lap. He jumped up, ran into the kitchen and arched his back. I didn't actually hear him hiss, but I'm pretty sure he was thinking it in his head. A minute later, Dungy ran upstairs and kept watch from the top of the landing. That is until Gabby ran up to check her out. That's when Dungy ran for cover in Charlie's room. We haven't seen him since. Alyson said to just let them get to know each other on Dungy's timetable.
So far we've found out that Gabby will snag food off the table if its available, is good walking on a leash, likes to cuddle and doesn't bark much. In fact, we haven't heard her bark at all, even when Annie took her on a walk and they passed several other dogs.
So about that hole in my head. Maybe that's the wild thing I'll do in honor of my 40th birthday -- wilder than getting a dog, that is.
Alyson from Loving Heart brought her over to visit today, which turned out to be an adoption not just a visit. Annie fell instantly in love. Robbie, who is a little unsure of dogs, has thoroughly enjoyed her. She likes to play ball so that made her immediately a fit for Charlie.
The only family member who doesn't like her is Dungy. When Gabby came through the door, Dungy was sitting on Mike's lap. He jumped up, ran into the kitchen and arched his back. I didn't actually hear him hiss, but I'm pretty sure he was thinking it in his head. A minute later, Dungy ran upstairs and kept watch from the top of the landing. That is until Gabby ran up to check her out. That's when Dungy ran for cover in Charlie's room. We haven't seen him since. Alyson said to just let them get to know each other on Dungy's timetable.
So far we've found out that Gabby will snag food off the table if its available, is good walking on a leash, likes to cuddle and doesn't bark much. In fact, we haven't heard her bark at all, even when Annie took her on a walk and they passed several other dogs.
So about that hole in my head. Maybe that's the wild thing I'll do in honor of my 40th birthday -- wilder than getting a dog, that is.
