After a short search for a new best friend, George popped up on the APR website. See all my "best friends" have come from shelters. There are way too many dogs that need homes not to look at shelters. George was quite the popular dog with many people submitting applications to adopt him. I was very lucky, George came home with me. When George walked into the house he sniffed around a bit, found the food and water bowls, and hit pay dirt when he came across the TOY chest. This was like hitting the doggy lottery to him. He picked a few toys, hopped up on the couch, found his blanked and settled in like he was always meant to be there. George and I bonded in no time flat, it was like had always been with me.
Now here is where karma comes into play. A few years ago when I first moved to Atlanta, I was alone in a new city and wanted a dog to share my new condo. I looked online for a few months trying to find a Boston Terrier. I could not bring myself to go to a breeder. I knew if I was patent a Boston Terrier would find me. A friend called me one day to tell me there was a young BT at the shelter near his house in Charleston, South Carolina. I was like cool, road trip. I drove over to Charleston and fell in love with Owen the wonder dog. Owen was a stud dog at a puppy mill and took some work to get him adjusted to living in a house and not a cage. After 4 great years, Owen was diagnosed with heart problems in April of 2009. After many months of hard fighting, Owen lost his battle December 16, 2009. In November of 2010 I was ready to share my home again with a new best friend. I again went on line and found George. After adopting George, I took him to my vet so they cou
ld meet. This is when they ask me what George's birthday is. I looked at all the information that the good folks at APR gave me and what do I find out; George was born December 16, 2009; the day Owen died. I felt so bad for the people that had to surrender George, but I think he was meant to live with me.
George is happy and healthy. He loves the doggy parks in Decatur!! If you ever see a happy go lucky French bulldog in Decatur, don't be surprised when he hoppes up and says HELLO! You see, George has never met a stranger, dog or human. Thank you so much APR for all the good work you guys do. There is no way to measure the amount of happiness you have brought to families all over Atlanta. Keep up the good work you do !!!!!
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