- I kept going back to the shelter’s adoption page. A while ago, my husband had started talking about getting a second dog. He had picked out the first one – an adorably cute, smart, yappy, extremely high energy terrier. I wasn’t really sure I wanted another dog; what I did know for certain is I didn’t want another one like that.
- Two years ago, he was diagnosed with diabetes. We’ve been giving him twice daily shots ever since, testing his blood several times a week, and he is doing fantastic. It’s hard to believe he’s been a family member for four years already – time just flew by. I just really can’t imagine this family without him any more.
Something about Mort’s face caught my eye. After a couple weeks going by and his picture still being on there (black dogs have much lower adoption rates than other colors; our shelter runs a ‘black dog awareness day’ every year) we went to the shelter, headed straight for his kennel, and took him home.It was love at first sight. For all of us. Though that was probably not as rare an occurrence for Mort, since he pretty much loves everyone. He is just this calm, gentle, loving, cuddly, sweet, loyal, non-too-smart animal, with not an ounce of aggression in him. At our house the roles are reversed – the 15 lb dog (who is clearly the Alpha) thinks she is a ferocious guard animal, while the 50 lb dog thinks he is a lap dog.