Monday, January 11, 2010

A New Puppy...

After school today I was walking to go and laminate my fancy, new, homemade attendance chart (enough adjectives?)... and I found a puppy!


I was a little caught off guard to find a small black puppy with white "boots" curled up on our school grounds, but then, after thinking of the number of dogs I see around the school everyday, I wasn't that surprised. It had made it through the chain-linked fence somehow and found a nice spot to lay in the corner where two "T-buildings" (the supposedly temporary buildings at our school) come together.


I named the puppy "Boots" (I thought "socks" was a little too girly... cat). I was excited to have the puppy... but reality quickly set in and I had no idea what I was going to do with boots. I live in a decent sized apartment for one person, but I don't really think I should have a dog there too. I am also very busy and not home often enough to really take care of it... I needed to find this doggy a home.

I carried boots around the school asking teachers if they needed a new puppy. Although I received many comments on how cute she was and how I should keep her, I didn't find a home. Just before it was time for me to leave for wrestling practice I made one more stop by the office.


I ran into a father with his child. The little girl reached out to pet boots so I set her down. The girl, probably 3-4 (not old enough to be in school yet as they were picking up a sibling from after school and if one stays, they usually all do), petting the puppy and smiled. I asked the man if he wanted the puppy. He looked at me confused. In broken Spanish I then asked the man something along the lines of "You. Take Puppy?" I made sure to use plenty of inflection so he knew it was a question and gestured the dog towards them.


The man replied saying something about wanting the dog in his house and smiled. I asked a student passing by to help translate to the man how I had found the puppy and that I would like him to take the dog if he would like it and take care of it. The man smiled again and said thank you. The man quickly told the little girl something is Spanish and she smiled too.



(Here are some pictures. I think she was a Border Collie mixed with Pit Bull, but really not sure. She had very soft, wiry hair, and a Pit Bull snout)

Hopefully I found Boots a good home where she is sleeping sound tonight.








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