I had been living in my new home for about a year and in that time I had made friends around the park and had starting walking with them and their dogs, especially my friend Dee and her dog Sammy. I thought it might be the right time to finally get another dog. I started scanning "petfinder.com" just about every day. And then one day I saw Nick's posting at the Attleboro shelter. He was listed as special needs because of his trust issues with people, to put it mildly. He was found on the side of the road in horrific condition. See my A dog in need of rescue post. They had a couple pics of a bald white dog taken from overhead which I thought was odd, until later. But, he had basically what I wanted; ok with other dogs and cats, small and housebroken. I emailed them right away to set up a meeting as he was staying with an animal control officer named Karen. She was trying to socialize him. They told me to come down to meet him and I got a call from Karen asking me if I had been told Nick could be nasty. I laughed and said no. We talked and I still wanted to meet him.
I went to the shelter with my friend Dee. When Nick showed up with Karen we sat on the ground and waited for him to come check us out. We had to be very cautious with him. When he came up to me I let him sniff and then I held my hand out and scratched him under his chin. He gave me his famous talking growl. I took him for a little walk, away from everyone else. I made no attempt to pat him, he looked up at me and I looked down at him and I said, "What do you think? How about coming home with me?" he looked like he might be ok with that. I told the shelter I'll take him. He tried to attack one of the shelter volunteers a couple of times. She was being way to pushy trying to pet him. I wanted out of there fast because I knew if he bit her they wouldn't let me take him. Karen asked me if I wanted to take the loop she was using as a leash instead of the regular leash. I said no and she said are you sure? I guess she was afraid I would get bit trying to put a regular leash on him..LOL. I looked at him and said I was sure.
Surprisingly Nick jumped right into my car like he knew he was going home and he even sat on Dee's lap on the way home. One of the few right things I did when we got home was not to take Nick directly in the house. Instead, Dee went and got her dog Sammy and Maureen came over with her dog Max. Off we went for a nice long pack walk around the park. This helped Nick bond with some of my friends and their dogs.
When we finally got into the house Nick was tired out and ready to check out his new digs. I let him meet the cat who was not happy at all. Nick was good and didn't seem to mind Kitten Little at all. I went about my business and didn't pay Nick too much attention. He explored his surroundings and followed me around. When I settled in a chair on the porch he laid down next to me and I would glance at him occasionally talking softly to him. That night when I went to bed, Nick jumped on the bed and cuddled next to me. Kitten Little was not happy about that either.
The next day at work I got a call from Karen to see how Nick made out. I think she was surprised when I said he did good. Later I got an email from the shelter with a few pics, that is when I found out Nick was called "demon dog" by some of the volunteers. Here is a pic they sent me of Nick and a face I would become familiar with. Nick's "issues" would soon be very
apparent. And that is why his posting pics where taken at weird angles. He would snarl at anyone who tried to take his pic close up....OMG what did I get myself into? Don't let his missing
teeth fool you he can give a really good bite, trust me .....LOL...To be continued.
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