This is Elvis:
He is about 5 years old and I think he is a Chihuahua/Terrier mix (his body looks very Pugish though). H's ex purchased him from a pet store (ugh) and he was obviously from puppy mill because he was sold as a "teacup" Chihuahua. There is nothing teacup about him! Anyhoo once he got big, she realized she was tricked. She no longer wanted him. H kept him because they bonded, left her and now I'm in love with the both of them. Elvis is my soul mate in animal form. He is the reason I love dogs and understand a dog's loyalty & unconditional love. He is the reason I started volunteering at the animal shelter. He is the reason I have 2 other dogs now. Elvis changed my life.
This is Wolfie:
She is a German Shepherd, about 8/9 years old. H's dad purchased her in 2002 from a breeder who specializes in police/service dogs. He kept her outdoors her ENTIRE life. He wouldn't feed her; she would hunt to survive. She was the nicest the dog, I felt so sorry for her. When H & I bought our house, we decided to take Wolfie from his dad, she was 6 at the time. She is the smartest dog I've ever met. She was housebroken in 1 day, learned a bunch of tricks on the 2nd or 3rd time I showed her and truly enjoys life indoors. She is the matriarch of my furry family. She keeps the other dogs in check and is so playful. You would never guess that she is a senior citizen with bad hips. She loves all people, it surprises me since she wasn't socialized as a puppy. I'm assuming it is due to good genetics (?).
This is Kooper:
She is about 6 months old now, a Chihuahua/Dachshund mix.
This is the photo that I saw while looking at dogs on Petfinder.com. Her eyes looked so sad, I knew in my heart that I needed to be her mommy. I filled out the adoption application and hoped for the best. 25 people applied to adopt Kooper and Linda from Save a Pet/Crossing Paths Rescue said my application made her cry, she knew it was meant to be.
On August 7th, retired Marines (a husband & wife team - Semper Fi Rescue) transported my 11ish week old puppy along with 15 other dogs from Alabama to Pennsylvania to their furrrever homes. Kooper was abandoned in a box on the porch of a high kill shelter in July, her life was saved by the kind people at Crossing Paths Rescue. I am forever grateful for the people that do this type of rescue work on a daily basis.
Right now I'm working on socializing her and finishing up obedience school which has helped her a lot. She is terrified of being in the car (can't blame her after the 26 hours she spent coming to PA). Every night after work, Koop & I sit in my jeep for 10 minutes or take short rides around the block, I think it's working because she stopped drooling. She is almost housebroken & 90% crate trained. She is my Super Duper Kooper.
