I would like to introduce you to the newest member of our family…
On Sunday Alex and I officially adopted him, and ever since we have been absolutely elated!
Alex and I have been wanting to get a dog for the past several years or so; however, up until now, the timing has never been right. The main impasse was that we had been living in places that didn’t allow pets. And I would be lying if I said that this predicament did not largely factor into our decision to buy a house. We really really really wanted a dog. And we also didn’t want to be restricted in our search for a dog; we wanted to be able to go to a shelter and adopt any dog, regardless of its size or breed.
So when we bought our home we were so excited to finally be able to get a dog! And it was only a matter of time before a search on Petfinder brought us to our baby.
Alex and I had talked about possibly adopting an older dog since it is typically more difficult to find homes for older dogs compared to puppies/younger dogs. Another thing was that we wanted to adopt a larger dog since Alex and I both grew up with large dogs and therefore, have a great affection for them. So one night I was searching for large, older dogs of various breeds on Petfinder, and it was then that I came across Elvis’ profile.
And as soon as I read his story, I knew that we had found our dog.
Elvis is an American Bulldog/Pit Bull Terrier mix.
He is roughly 6 years old (no one knows for sure); however, due to the difficult life he has led, he looks a little older.
A few years ago Elvis was found wandering the streets and was picked up by the pound. We do not know much about his early life, but based on the scars that cover his body, it is presumed that Elvis was used as a bait dog. After the pound picked him up, they called the local shelter, which is then where he stayed for the next three years. That was until I found him and read his story. And then my heart broke and I spent about twenty minutes crying, hysterically. And amidst all of the crying, I turned to Alex and said “This is him. This is our dog.”
So we filled out an adoption application and spent about two weeks talking with representatives of the shelter until we were finally able to meet him, which we had to drive roughly 3 1/2 hours roundtrip to be able to do. And then after we met him we had to wait several more days before we were able to take him home with us. However, it was a “trial period” and he therefore was still considered the shelter’s property and was not officially ours. But on the sixth day of the trial, representatives from the shelter came to our home and it was then that we signed the contract, officially making Elvis our dog; our baby boy that we have been waiting so long for.
He is already our absolute favorite. He is just the best boy – so sweet and well-behaved. And adorable in every way. Everything he does is ridiculously cute, or hilarious, or both, and I can’t help but take a million photos of him everyday. He is such a sweetheart and really likes people; yet he is not a fan of dogs and cannot be around them, but given his past, it’s completely understandable and not the least bit surprising.
He is the most excellent, and his spirit is truly inspiring especially considering everything that he has been through.
I love you, Elvis. So so much!
I apologize in advance for the massive amount of Elvis photos, and Elvis-related posts that will undoubtedly be appearing here on the blog in the future!