Here's where she has been and where she will be going!
Moving on...
Yesterday I was supposed to go for my yearly breath test, AKA Pulmonary Function Test, but when we were about half an hour from going there the streets were iffy, flooded would be as close to a term I would use, and the sky opened up like all the rain was coming to our home at one time!
And so I called and rescheduled for two more weeks! I apologize for this such short notice but we are in Florida with this crazy weather, after nearly thirty-eight years of living here full time you would think I would know that; we moved to Florida on 8/19/1986,... the rules are different here!
(Funny aside: The day after we closed on our NJ home we were on the road to Florida! I was anxious for us to arrive here early. I had heard that school started early, in August, not like after Labor Day in NJ... but that year they did start after Labor Day, oh well... it was the last time they ever did that! Our sons were ten and fourteen then.) It's been AUGUST EVER SINCE for schools starting the school year!
And it's getting more different every year!
In closing... and importance...
Follow the hearts and brains of the GOOD people! (Below)
Obamas endorse Harris' presidential bid (yahoo.com)
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name... ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted, on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella, beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 12-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen
days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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