LBA (Life Before Adoption) was a wretched time for me. Before that sweet angel lady Ryo rescued me, and before foster care (where I had a great mom and a great dad), nobody took care of me, nobody cared about me.
I was a tiny little pup when my first people got me. They thought I was some cute little Yorkie or Shih Tzu or something that they could keep as a toy. Instead, I grew up, and I got bigger. I was no longer the adorable little sprite they’d admired in the store. I was a strapping 12 pounder by the time I hit the streets. (Lately, truth be told, I top out at just under 19 pounds. Good, sturdy stock, I’d say.)
So the family grew tired of me. They threw some food down once in a while, but I mostly lived outside on the streets. I learned to forage my way through back alleys, looking for garbage cans where the lids weren’t on quite tight. I was good at jumping, still am, and can get on top of one of those cans in an instant. It helped that I was faster than some of the mangy mutts in the neighborhood. It’s how I kept myself alive.
Oh, I’d go back to my home every once in a while. I’d sit outside the door and peer inside. One time I saw a teeny little thing in the mother’s arms. She was cradling it like it was a baby. But it had fur like me. What was wrong with me that she couldn’t hold me and cuddle me like that? I walked away, my head hanging low. I must have been unlovable. I surely wasn’t wanted.
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And P.S. Don’t tell my female peep, but if you want a secret sneak peek at what I’ll be chewing on, check out the Charlie Here box above.
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And don’t forget about the special giveaway.
Three goodie stockings filled with dog treats picked out by me are waiting to go to good homes. To win just make comments between now and December 11th right on the blog to any of the posts. For every comment you make you’ll receive another chance in the drawing. I’ll keep track, and my female peep will double-check me. We’ll notify the winners and send out the gifts so they arrive before Christmas. Keep those comments coming!
Love reading about you Charlie Bear. I have been reading your stories to my female canine, Lilly, she really feels bad about your previous life style, but she knows what good care you are getting now cuz she knows your female peep. She always looks forward to seeing her come to our house:)
Sniffs and licks, Lilly
Linda,
Charlie Bear here. Tell Lilly that I’m looking forward to sniffing her one day soon!
Hugs,
Charlie Bear
We took Nick with us for our family Thanksgiving in NC mtns. He hates riding. Traveling to was difficult, but retruning he curled up in my lap and slept like a baby. Well, he is my sweet bably dog! Of course, the fact that there were 3 other dogs to play with for a week might account for his need for sleep.
Meredith,
Charlie Bear here….Nick must have been exhausted. I know it exhausts me when I have to be on my guard all the time, and play with those other dogs all the time, and eat and get treats and tummy rubs, and all the other stuff peeps like to do with dogs. But the best part for Nick was definitely that ride in your lap. Sweet.
Love,
Charlie Bear
Oh, Charlie Bear, how sad. And your picture is perfect for this blog. Why didn’t they take you to the shelter? So sorry and so glad that you have such a wonderful new family who will work with you and teach you to know you are loved and will continue to be, whatever you do. What a lucky guy!
Dear Jean,
They didn’t take me to the “shelter” because they thought that would be bad for me. Like living on the streets wasn’t bad? Horrible. Anyway, you’re right. I’m diggin’ my new peeps. Thanks for telling me I’m lucky. (I already knew that. Can’t believe it every day.)
Woof,
Charlie Bear
Charlie Bear,
Some people just don’t know a good thing when they see it. Your new family sure did! You’re one lucky pup 🙂
Kimi,
I know a good thing when I see it now too. And these new peeps are keepers. Sometimes bad things have to happen in order for good things to come out of it. And in this case, good prevailed!
Keep comments coming, Kimi. And hugs to all your dogs who are trained and getting additional training, and those you continue to raise. You’re the best.
Love,
Charlie Bear
good post. such insight for a dog : )
Kathy,
You know what they say about dogs….smarter than the average…oh, I guess that’s a bear. Oh well. Works for me! I’m smarter than the average anything!
Hugs to you,
Charlie Bear