I already had a 70-pound dog living in a small apartment. I didn’t have room for you, but a girl I knew from high school was trying to find you a home. I took one look at your picture and I fell in love. I immediately looked at my dog and told her to get ready because she was getting a sister.
It took me a week to be able to pick you up. The girl’s boyfriend told me if I hadn’t picked you up that day, he was going to drown you because you were a horrible puppy. I took you out of his arms and you immediately snuggled into me. You were so tiny for being 3-months-old, I almost didn’t believe it. The house was a filthy mess with trash everywhere. I knew then I should have come to get you the day I offered to take you.
I drove you straight to the vet, where they said you weighed 5.7 pounds and that you were covered in fleas. They cleaned you up, gave you shots, and I took you home. My other dog instantly became your best friend, and even though I didn’t think I had room, you fit in our bed and our lives just fine. Now you weigh 12 pounds at 6-months-old and have become the lap dog Grandma said I needed in my life.
You aren’t a horrible puppy like he said. You are the perfect puppy who just needed to be in a clean home and with people who love and take care of you.
Story submitted by an anonymous user from Columbus, Ohio.
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