Pets for Sale

     Yesterday I wrote about little animals and I started remembering the various pets who've owned me over the years and the circumstances that brought me into their life.  The only time I was refused by a shelter was because we lived in an apartment, wanted a little dog but didn't have a fenced back yard.  I thought it unreasonable since millions of dogs live in apartments all over the country.  When we acquired a house, we had two permanent dogs, a cat and many transitory animals who simply turned up on our porches with no ID other than sad eyes.

     The littlest dog was a miniature poodle who we found wandering on a road.  My wife jumped out and picked him up.  He was very old with many missing teeth and didn't see very well.  He didn't have a collar or tags.  We took him home, fed him because he hadn't eaten in some time, cleaned him up and he joined our family.  We always thought he was simply put out to die when he became too much trouble.  Always unbelievable to me that people can be so callous and cruel.

     Our biggest dog was a Rottweiler/Doberman.  She was supposed to be a purebred Rottweiler  but a horny Doberman never let a six foot high fence stop him from love.  The owner managed to give away all but one.  So we took her in along with our Rat Terrier, Krypto and Oscar, our Dachshund.
We didn't realize how fast she was growing until she could reach the back of a kitchen cabinet.  
Unfortunately that was where I stored my false teeth. Was is the word here.  She simply stood up and ate them.  We did find numerous plastic fragments where she slept.  She is the reason I never open my mouth for a picture.  We lost our home and moved to a tent in the woods so we had to broken heartedly part with her and Krypto.  Oscar was my wife's dog and she refused to part with him.  So he came along with us.

     I just realized this is turning into a serial story.  One animal starts me thinking of another.  I remember Blue, a Siamese cat that sat across from me every night at dinner and told me the day's events, then came the ferret that always got his head stuck in unlikely places.  Actually I reed to take
a break and write about other things for awhile.  I'm steadily getting pictures from my present wife, ex-girlfriends, ex-wives, etc.  When I get enough I will post them with a note about each.