This post was going to wait a month so that I could be sure that Luke was going to be staying with me. A week into our relationship I can’t imagine life without him. He is my puppy-dog and I am his person.
The day after I posted the update about Tank my friend ,Mike, sent a plea into cyber space via Facebook asking if anyone could offer Luke a home. He had been getting into trouble on the farm and after one of the sheep suffered an attack from all four of the dogs, a new home needed to be found. Luke wasn’t the instigator just young and enthusiastic. Still they couldn’t keep him around the farm animals.
Luke and his buddies were hanging out in the dog yard. He was wiggly and just pleased as punch to be meeting a new person. We took him into the house so adults could talk. Mike explained that his home was the second for Luke. His first parents discovered they were expecting a child soon after they took him in; they already had two other dogs. Three dogs and an expectant lady don’t mix, especially one with Like’s energy. It wasn’t an easy decision for the family; to give you an idea his tag read – Luke call Mommy with their number.
In the end, as you might have guessed, Luke came home with me. He was so excited to be going on a car ride that he hopped in before we had finished loading his crate. When we were finally ready to go, he sat himself in the driver’s seat with a happy puppy grin and that wiggly tail moving a million miles an hour.
True to what Mikey’s word, he was awesome in the car and in perfect little gentleman in the pet store. Meeting my friend, Stew, he was relaxed and soon settled down in between the two of us for nap.
The kitty boys and him are getting along, not exactly living in harmony, but no fights or fur flying through the house. He sleeps on my bed at night and since his entrance I have been sleeping through the night.
We have our issues. Luke won’t go potty while on his leash so everyday we walk to a neighbor’s house so he can run around in the yard and do his business. Strange, but completely true. He still prefers my seat to his own in car. In the mornings, he goes with me to get my coffee loving each moment of the ride around the block. Sometimes, he even lets me back in the car before sniffing the elixir of life.