I mean. Can you even? His temporary name was ‘Stimpy’ and he and his brother ‘Ren’ were abandoned when they were weeks old due to their mixed breed status. The posting said that he was half Chihuahua and half Boston Terrier (sometimes referred to as a Chibo or a Bochi). I did some research on the breed; intelligent, healthy, quiet, small, and not too energetic. Rave reviews. Then I emailed the foster contact to try and arrange a meeting, which is when I discovered that the puppies were actually in a foster home in Texas! If I wanted this puppy, it would need to be sight unseen.
I thought long and hard about it. Was I brave enough to adopt a puppy without ever meeting him? What if he had a terrible temperament or was completely wrong for my lifestyle? I emailed the foster several times, talked the ears off of my boyfriend and my sister, had a meeting with a local vet, made pro and con lists, all before I finally took the plunge. Two weeks later I drove to the airport and brought back a 17lb, black, fuzzy, ball of love. He immediately set to work melting the hearts of all my friends and family. I named him Gatsby.
I’ve learned so much since I brought Gatsby home five months ago. I wanted to create a space online to help share what I’ve learned about adoption and pet-ownership, as well as sharing our dog-friendly adventures! With that said, welcome to 49th + North!
This post was first published on November 24th, 2014.