My husband and I have been spending a lot of time at shelters looking for a dog. I could have just bought a puppy but I don't want a puppy. Plus there are so many homeless pets that are in need of good homes. We looked for a long time and we finally found a good boy for our home! My husband stopped at the local shelter the other night and found a Boxer that had been brought in because owner had been abusing him and not feeding him correctly. He came home and told me about him. My first question was is he good with kids and cats? He says yes! So we talked about it more that night and we decided to try to adopt him. So my hubby left work early to go to the shelter the next day. I am sitting here waiting to here from him and nothing not even email. He has a pager that sends email. It is 8:00. The shelter closes at 6:00 15 minutes later he is home. He comes in and I here paws on the wood floor. I turn around and there is this big Boxer in my house. He is so nice and well mannered I could not believe it! I just can not see how someone could abuse him! He is house broken and knows sit, give my paw, and lay down. We still have to work on stay. He follows me around the house. I don't mind it is just so funny. He is 10 months old and his name is Caesar. Well here he is!
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10/17/02 at 10:47am