Lou took me to Dr. Lisa today to update my shots. I can’t believe it’s been almost 3 years since he and Eugenie brought me home from the shelter. Seems like only yesterday, I was a scared, skinny (okay, not really skinny, I’m a Pit Bull, but underweight for sure) boy and now look at me, 63 pounds of solid muscle and no shaking, unless the winds are up or fireworks are booming.
While we were waiting to go in, I heard Lou talking with a nice lady about her dog. Starr is a Rottweiler rescue who lives at the Agoura Shelter and Craig was there to have her examined. One thing led to another (it always does with Lou) and he mentioned that I used to live there, too. She got the strangest look on her face, then she blurted out, “I remember Tanner from the shelter; he was the best!” I loved hearing that even back then, people could see how hard I tried to be a good dog. She took our picture and promised to tell all the staff how well I’m doing. Dr. Lisa and the gang at Malibu Coast Animal Hospital are really, really sweet, but this mini-reunion made the visit even better.
|Kickin’ it at the crib|
Before I forget, Cesar Millan had dedicated February to helping Pit Bulls beat the bad rap they’ve gotten in the press. You can read all about it online at Cesar’s Way.