Posts Tagged ‘gathering’

When my dog, Dylan, died, I was devastated. So much has happened since the fall. It was one more thing piling up. The next day Jim took me to pet puppies at PetSmart. The Almost Home Foundation brings their dogs there so people will adopt them.

And we ended up adopting a dog. Poor Adele (we re-named her, sticking with the rock and roll theme we like), was timid and quiet. I didn’t even realize she had long, spindly legs on a dachshund’s body until we took her home because she was being held by her foster mom. They didn’t know much about her. Only that she was eight years old and found wandering the streets of Chicago. They suspected abuse, but weren’t sure.

Seriously, who else would take an eight year old dog?! We had to bring her home!

Roxy’s a little put out still. But they are getting along fine. Adele likes to chase the cats, so they aren’t enjoying her much.

Yes, the quiet timid dog chases the cats. And barks fiercely. And runs around the yard like she’s competing in the Indy 500. She likes to chew things up and is a gatherer.

It’s the gathering part that’s so amusing. I saw it when she first arrived. I got her and Roxy matching dog beds. Adele filled her’s with all the dog toys laying around the living room. Seemed a little odd to me, but I’ve never owned a dachshund or a terrier, which is what she is. Maybe it’s a breed thing.

Last week she took it a little to far. In my room, I had the bras that needed laundering laying on the chest at the end of my bed. I was waiting until I had several so I could pop them into the wash together. I thought it was pretty funny when I turned around and found my sports bra and one of Jim’s stray socks sitting on the couch next to Adele.

She didn’t stop there. Throughout the day, she brought down several more. She’d just drag them on to the couch and sit with them.

That was when I realized that this quiet, timid dog was completely whacked like every member of our family. Thank God we found her, because we need her to make us laugh!