Tuesday, March 24, 2009

my name's Copper. i'm a hound dog. aroooooo-oo.

So, with a nod to Disney's 1981 classic:we got Maggie a pet.We've been talking about it since we moved here in 2004 but couldn't have another dog in the trailer so now that we're in the house we decided to get serious and just do it already. Saturday we went to the Humane Society and picked out this little darling of a Hound mix . . . sounds really definitive, right? . . . and she came with the name Copper. She's almost the same height as Maggie but much narrower. They told us she around one and a half years old so she might fill out a little but is basically full grown. Best of all, she doesn't have the jowls and slobber that one usually relates to hound dogs. And she barely sheds, even after a bath.

Her previous owners had to move to a smaller place and couldn't keep her so she had been at the Society since January.

The kids had a great time in the "meet-n-greet" room getting to know her so we could watch how she did with them . . . and she was perfect. Josiah got right down and wrestled with her on the floor:After a bunch of "are you sure's" between Kev and me, we said yes and adopted ourselves a hound dog. While we did the paperwork they took her into the office and let her peek over the counter:She rode really well in the car on the way home, too, and didn't even get carsick. I was really hoping we wouldn't have to clean dog vomit out of the van:Maggie loved her right away, and they are still doing well together although Copper is a little pest sometimes . . . she still has all her puppy energy and 6-year-old Maggie can keep up for a while but still needs her naps.

Copper set up residence at the base of the fireplace in the living room and Josiah checks on her often to make sure she's a real dog:
Once they get used to each other and the novelty wears off . . . and I can get them to hold still together for 2 seconds in a row . . . I'll post some photos of Maggie and Copper. She's a sweetheart!

Oh, and last night she proved she really is a hound dog. Gennie had gotten up to pee in the night and was coming to get me to tuck her back into bed. The dogs are sleeping on the floor of our room and as Gennie snuck into our room, she startled Copper and Copper let out the biggest hound dog howl I've ever heard. I sat bolt upright in bed, Gennie screamed, Kev yelled, "Copper!!", and Maggie and Josiah snored thru it all. Awesome.


D'Et said...

Oh my goodness... we got another dog this weekend, too! Adopted a little lab/golden retriever mix from a local rescue. He's about 12 weeks old, so totally still a little turd. The older dog (who's only about 3) has gone between being really annoyed a the intrusion to being thoroughly amused at having a new chew toy. Haha!

Copper's a beauty, though. I hope you have a great time with him! (And Maggie too!) Dogs are awesome.

grandma joanne said...

Congratulations on your new family member and for adopting from the shelter! We adopted two from shelters in the past 2 weeks too. They are about a year old and totally reckless when they play! They are both grown and weigh between 25 and 30 pounds, named them Pebbles and Lucy. After we had Shiloh (over 12 yrs. old) put down, Steve wanted another dog or two so he had a reason to go for a walk.
I would have loved to have seen the reactions when Copper started howling!

Grandma JoAnne

sinkthis said...

Nothing like animal shelter dogs.. they are so loving! It's funny how well kids and dogs get along too... always looking out for each other, provoking the next wrestling match... good times! Plus, good company for the other dog. Love the name, Copper! Dogs are fun!!