a new love

My name is Wendy and Mom said I’m a Poochon. 4 years ago when I was only 12 weeks old I was adopted by a nice lady. She brought her dog with her and we got long OK. When we got home my new sister did not like having me in the house. She was very mean to me. I don’t know why I only wanted to play. My new Mom got really scared I was going to get hurt because I was only 4 lbs and my sister was a 8 year old miniature poodle. Charlene, my very first mommy said if it didn’t work out she had first rights for return. After only being there for a short time I was back with Charlene. I didn’t mind that because she was always nice to me and I had furry friends there.

The day after I got back Dawn walked in with her 4 year old Bichon Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell was going to spend the day playing with the other dogs. She saw me sitting in the corner, I didn’t want a new home so I stayed in the back. Well she picked me up asked where I came from and Charlene told her my story. I heard her say ” I don’t know why but I want this dog.” Charlene said she was surprised because Dawn never wanted a 2nd dog but since she was retired she felt it was time. She said she wasn’t worried about Tinker Bell because she had been visiting Charlene puppies all her life and was like a big sister to puppies.

She left Tinker Bell and took me home and we had a great day together. When we went back to pick up Tinker Bell I was a little nervous but I didn’t need to be. Tink let me play with her toys and let me lay on top of her. I did test her by pulling her ears and tail but she was never mean to me. I knew then I had found my forever home.

Mom said i was going to be a therapy dog since Tink was one. I loved the training and did everything they asked me to do.

We visit the library where the kids read to us, go to visit people in the hospital where we get all kinds of loving, and senior centers. I love it when they play ball with me. Being a therapy dog is great but being with my sister and Dawn is the best.