Our dogs are like family. When I rescued Hammond from some bad owners he fit right in to our family. I thought I would find someone to take him, but time passed and he stayed with us.
I don't know his full history, and honestly I don't want to know. I do know he was very mistreated so when he got here he loved running around the backyard and playing with Fergus.
And he loved snuggling and loving.
Even when we brought Baby Fish home, he seemed to adjust without a problem.
Unfortunately a few months afterwords he started obsessively chewing his paws. And when we would get on the floor to play he would push Baby Fish out of the way and get between us. Not exactly the best behavior around a baby. He liked her petting him when it was on his terms, otherwise he would snarl at her. Once that happened I became even more vigilant at not allowing them to be alone together, and started talking to friends about re-homing him. I was not about to risk my daughter getting bit. Tonight there was an incident that was too close for my liking. So with a heavy heart I started calling rescues to figure out where he can go, because I don't trust him anymore. One local rescue I contacted wanted $1000 to take him immediately and it was a $300 "donation" for them to help find a home while he stayed with us. Others couldn't take him because I didn't live in their area, or couldn't take him till the end of the month. I had one last option. Megan's Paws and Claws. Although they do not take owner surrender anymore they were kind enough to post on their page that we needed a new home for him ASAP. There, of course, were the standard "did she try ____" it was so hard to not respond myself and say, hey, I'm NOT risking my daughter getting bit period. If you aren't commenting that you are interested then move along. I had two potential adopters for him, and chose a wonderful lady that lives very close by so I can keep in touch.
Love you buddy.
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