BOGIE ADOPTED

 BOGIE

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Precious Bogie came into rescue last October with Sissy and four others.   I had them all at my house temporarily and then they went to foster homes.    Bogie and Sissy stayed here.

Sissy and Bogie were adopted together and returned two weeks later.   I wasn't sure why-- it just wasn't a good fit.   (They said Sissy looked out the window for me to return-- for the entire time she was there.)

They had been part of a large group of dogs living inside a home and the owner died.  They had not been outside.  They were medical, needing care.  (Sissy is still dealing with ear issues.)

People told me Bogie had a "sad face."  But, all of that group had that look-- a sad face, but they were happy!  

Sad eyes-- but happy boy!  I kissed his face so often-- and he let me.  (I don't recommend this with all dogs-- some aren't a fan.)

Bogie was here for 11 months total.    He was the most joyful dog I've ever had here.  

He loved everyone!!  

It was his job to help with virtual school last year.  

The other kids loved it!

He played and played and played.

So, don't let the sad eyes fool you.   It's not his personality.  

There's that happy look!

Sissy and Bogie played a lot.  But, over time, she was getting tired of it.  They were attached, but I wondered if they would be okay apart.

Yes, they sometimes slept together.  

But, they both curled up with other dogs, too.

Bogie was often part of this trio.

Watching out doors....

and windows.

It was a job he could do himself.  

Or with a friend.

He loved sharing beds.

He even started to get along with Paddington-- both are more bossy with other males.   

Bogie is so young.  I'm not.  I thought he deserved a younger family.  A family he could grown old with.   

So, silly Bogie did a trial visit to see how he would do-- and how Sissy would do.   

And guess what-- they both did fine.   Sissy has eyes for me.  She is older and sleeps by my head and now Bogie sleeps with his new mom and dad.   

I made a cup so I still can have my morning coffee with both of them.   Letting Bogie go was not easy.  I thought about it and ached over it and hurt over making a decision about him.   If any dog could be happy in another home, it's Bogie.  He LOVES people.   When he got there, he was running around greeting them-- "You're my new best friend."   If Bogie had not had a wonderful trial visit, he would have come back to me.   I have a lot of dogs here-- my goal is for them to be adopted if they can.  And Bogie was a perfect candidate for a new home-- happy, loving, easy.   They are going to work on his housetraining.   He came a long way here, and they will continue that process.   

Bogie is doing great (forget the sad eyes!).   They are so in love with him.  They are the family I could have let him go to because of so many things.  They've adopted before and have been incredible.   They were wiling to continue to work with him, knowing his "faults."   They had Sugar, a PVPC alumni that he hoped to become friends with-- and little by little, they are.  Bogie will win her over, I'm sure.  

Was it hard to let him go?  You bet.  I kissed him 1000 times before he left.  Just ask his new mom.  But, it what we do in rescue.  We try to find them forever homes.  And don't worry about Sissy.  You'll see more of her story later.  She will be just fine!

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(Please refrain from making any comments that show you may not agree with my decision here. 

 It was not easy-- and made only with love for Bogie.)