I adore Layla, my little Shih Tzu. She is my love, my life. This is my letter to Layla, this is her dog adoption story.
I am so proud to be your Mom, to be able to keep you healthy and happy but most important of all am so blessed to have you in my life.
I am once again going to share your adoption Story here so that others will realize rescuing is so worth it and that is why I speak out for rescues, as like you, they all need a home with a warm bed to sleep on.
I remember when your sister passed away, I waited about 6 weeks and then decided my home was too empty without the pitter patter of paws, so the search was on. I ran around to all the shelters in the city but could not find a little fluffy at the time, which is what I wanted.
So, Uncle Michael introduced me to Aunt Cindy by email, told me that he would be in LA for a week so I had a week to search online for a new fur kid and he would bring her home to me.
I sat 24/7 on Petharbor and Petfinder and was nearly giving up when I saw you sitting in a cage in the Carson Shelter. The look on your face said to me take me home. I immediately emailed Aunt Cindy with your information and photo and she went to the Shelter on the Saturday to fetch you for me. I remember her calling me from there telling me she had a smelly matted mess kissing her, and that sealed the deal.
You arrived on the Sunday evening, I had got the house ready for you, bought you a new pink bed and was so excited. Yes, you were smelly and dirty, but I did not care as there are washing machines, but for me what was important was you were finally home, safe and sound with a nice warm bed.
Your dumping papers said you had been an outdoor dog, you bit when groomed and, in a nutshell, everything negative a person can say and OH What A Lie. You are the opposite. I am ashamed to even say what your name had been.
I waited a couple of days and then met a friend of mine, a vet, Dr. Phil in the dog park, he looked at you and said I had won, and he was so right.
Your first couple of days you slept and ate, I had to teach you to climb the stairs, potty outside and am proud to say you had one accident inside. You did no damage and I did not crate you as I do not believe in crates but as far as I remember you chewed a tissue LOL.
You have come a long way Layla, 9 wonderful years with me, we have moved, you have become one of the most happiest wiggly tail dogs I know, friendly, full of love and I could not ask for anything more.
So as you grow older with me, nearly 13, and Mom is growing older too, I could not ask for a better way to grow old but with you, you make me laugh, shower me with unconditional love, and even when you are naughty I giggle as it is so seldom.
Thank you for rescuing me Layla, Mommy is so proud of you, so blessed to share my bed with you and most of all, Mommy loves you very much.
Happy Gotcha Day Sweetheart, my Lullibelle (her nickname) and I promise today, we are going to do something special.
Hugs and lots of love
PS. I can honestly say Online Love Affairs do exist.
Author Bio – Rochelle
Rochelle is a domestic violence survivor. She escaped her abuser with her dog, whom died two years later. Rochelle began her blog, Layla’s Woof as a means to speak out against domestic violence and animal abuse. She also talks about keeping your pets happy and healthy.
You May Also Like: Adopting Blake The Patterdale Terrier