2 years ago yesterday, President's Day of 2014, after much consideration, deliberation & visitation, this sweet pup, Tuck, came home with us from the Animal Rescue League of Pittsburgh.
Tuck had been brought in during the Polar Vortex & when we first "met" him he was sitting quietly & politely towards the back of his cage, while all the other pups barked & vied for our attention. We spent some time playing with him, he was content to chase a ball around the small room, or sit directly on your feet, not allowing you to move.
I'm Thinking Out Loud with Amanda today, as I celebrate our dog
like a crazy lady.
| warning | Flood of adorable puppy pictures ahead
This ferocious Pitbull loves to be pet, snuggle into places he doesn't quite fit & learn new tricks. His favorite place to be is directly on top of the nearest human. Case in point.
|Attempting to stretch post run|
He'll eat ANYTHING. Especially any baked goods // bread left at dog height (tables & counters count too)
|Tuck's 1st Adoptiversary|
|Devouring the pup cake we baked|
He can shake hands, touch, high five, speak, grumble // whisper, army crawl & beg + the standard sit, lay, stay nonsense.
Nap time is Tuck's favorite.
He's a drama queen about having his picture taken & gives you the side eye if you won't stop.
But, all in all, this kid is just genuinely happy to be alive.
So, I guess I'm going to sound like a weird crazy dog lady...
Tuck doesn't live with me anymore, he "technically" belongs to my former roommate.
But, in celebration of his 2nd adoptiversary, we all got together to celebrate.
We made a pup friendly "cake" with 2 ripe bananas, peanut butter & oats, baked at 350 until solid.
And this guy SCARFED it down within seconds.
So, cheers to you pups, you've brought so many laughs into our lives. Your size & Pitbull face may scare people who don't know you, but I'm certain no one has ever been snuggled to death.
Are you a "crazy dog lady", like myself?
Or do you think I'm a total lunatic?
Was your pet a rescue?