Puppies in boxes are realy popular around this time of year. Normally out front of corner stores, mail boxes, or playgrounds. They're everywhere. My old neighbour did it every year, giving a puppy to his daughter, getting rid of the rest, and then ending up dumbing the pup his daughter got bored of two months later. This happened every year until they moved away.
I normally ignore these boxes - I don't have the time to waste on them. I watch their little faces and tail wags and listen to their pleading barks. They seem so sad when I walk away...
Not today. I went to send out my Christmas Cards, and there was a box. Filled with seven labrador puppies, of all three colors. I brought them to the vet's right after, waited for about 20 minutes with the box in my lap.
The vet confirmed they were all labradors - there are a lot around my town, and he can tell by their characteristics. Four yellows, two chocolates, and a black. Three female yellows, male yellow, 1 male and 1 female chocolate, and a female black.
It's a vet agency/adoption clinic, and I didn't know this. Poor me, the man brought me to a back room, and BINGO! A LOAD of box puppies. Dalmations, everything. He asked if I could foster some. I have my recently deceased uncle's golden retriever at home, Maya, and she's a sweetie. Anyway, I've agreed to team up with them and foster some of the puppies they get from now until whenever I get tired of it.
I picked up the male yellow lab, and the black female, along with a dalmation/pointer mix, or so he appears. I've nick named the black one Sadie, the yellow one Jack, and the dalmation/pointer Buster.
Anyway, do you guys think I'm a crazy people? ?.?
I normally ignore these boxes - I don't have the time to waste on them. I watch their little faces and tail wags and listen to their pleading barks. They seem so sad when I walk away...
Not today. I went to send out my Christmas Cards, and there was a box. Filled with seven labrador puppies, of all three colors. I brought them to the vet's right after, waited for about 20 minutes with the box in my lap.
The vet confirmed they were all labradors - there are a lot around my town, and he can tell by their characteristics. Four yellows, two chocolates, and a black. Three female yellows, male yellow, 1 male and 1 female chocolate, and a female black.
It's a vet agency/adoption clinic, and I didn't know this. Poor me, the man brought me to a back room, and BINGO! A LOAD of box puppies. Dalmations, everything. He asked if I could foster some. I have my recently deceased uncle's golden retriever at home, Maya, and she's a sweetie. Anyway, I've agreed to team up with them and foster some of the puppies they get from now until whenever I get tired of it.
I picked up the male yellow lab, and the black female, along with a dalmation/pointer mix, or so he appears. I've nick named the black one Sadie, the yellow one Jack, and the dalmation/pointer Buster.
Anyway, do you guys think I'm a crazy people? ?.?
