building a mystery
This morning we got up early and put in our three hours walking dogs at the humane society. Given it was the first time for me since adopting Muddy, it felt different. No longer was I looking at each dog wondering "Could this be the one?" but instead was there to do a job to the best of my ability. Dogs of all shapes and sizes were walked as "Whatever Gets You Through the Night" and "Born to be Wild" played in the background.
I received a reply from the lady I emailed about Muddy. Although I was glad she answered so quickly, her response was short and noncommittal. She congratulated me on the recent adoption, said he was a nice looking dog and that she wished we could find out more about him. She also forwarded me a generic information letter about acquiring a Carolina Dog puppy (they go for $800 from a reputable breeder) and a list of documentaries and articles about the origin of the dog. So that's that then. If Muddy is indeed a full-fledged mutt, it makes his name that much more fitting.
As a stray, Megan's history is even more of a question mark. I don't think I've ever mentioned the initials in black ink on her belly. Located so close to her spay incision scar, I just assumed they might be the initials of the vet at the NHS who performed the surgery, but no. Kathy said it looks like a tattoo of the sort used by research labs or certain kennels. She seems like she was someone else's pet at one time and who would intentionally breed a little mutt like Megan? It's a curiosity on my part but I'll likely have to be satisfied with never knowing the truth.
We stopped by the Cork very briefly yesterday afternoon to see if Dick was there with Duchess to meet Muddy. He wasn't but Andy the Lawyer said that Megan looks like "a meatloaf with fur". I nearly bust a gut.
I received a reply from the lady I emailed about Muddy. Although I was glad she answered so quickly, her response was short and noncommittal. She congratulated me on the recent adoption, said he was a nice looking dog and that she wished we could find out more about him. She also forwarded me a generic information letter about acquiring a Carolina Dog puppy (they go for $800 from a reputable breeder) and a list of documentaries and articles about the origin of the dog. So that's that then. If Muddy is indeed a full-fledged mutt, it makes his name that much more fitting.
As a stray, Megan's history is even more of a question mark. I don't think I've ever mentioned the initials in black ink on her belly. Located so close to her spay incision scar, I just assumed they might be the initials of the vet at the NHS who performed the surgery, but no. Kathy said it looks like a tattoo of the sort used by research labs or certain kennels. She seems like she was someone else's pet at one time and who would intentionally breed a little mutt like Megan? It's a curiosity on my part but I'll likely have to be satisfied with never knowing the truth.
We stopped by the Cork very briefly yesterday afternoon to see if Dick was there with Duchess to meet Muddy. He wasn't but Andy the Lawyer said that Megan looks like "a meatloaf with fur". I nearly bust a gut.