The team that puts on BlogPaws is passionate about what they are doing. And they do it well. This is a complex event that went off without a hitch (or one that was visible to me).
One of the things I did soon after bringing Murphy home is find a vet. My criteria were simple at that time -- close and convenient. A friend of mine said, “of course, you’ll take him to Long Animal Hospital. My family has been taking our pets there for over 30 years.” I did some quick internet research and settled on Long. It was a great decision, but I know more now than I did then about the things that matter.
I’m not sure how much Murphy knew in his old life, but there were some things that if he knew them, he forgot them when he came to live with me.
I almost lost Murphy twice on his first night home.
The morning of January 5th I got a call from the Humane Society of Charlotte (HSC). They said that my application had been the first and that if I wanted Murphy, I could adopt him. I needed to come see him first (which, of course, I wanted to do anyway). I had meetings all morning, but I went out to the shelter at lunch time.
I got to the shelter and stepped out in a cold, grey day. I went in and told them that I was there to meet Murphy. They told me the number of Murphy’s kennel and that they would send a volunteer to bring him to the interaction area.
That night I looked at the Humane Society website and there he was – Murphy. He was a male Shih Tzu. He was three years old it. He was brown and white and his eyes told the tale. They said, I’ve seen a lot, but it hasn’t broken my spirit. I filled out the application on the spot and sent it in electronically.