Once upon a time, there was a little guy who needed a home. He was waiting over at The Humane Society of Boulder Valley for just the right someone.
He just had his surgery the day before, but he was up on the web site so things were looking good. Moe spotted him online – she had been looking for just the right little personality to get along with Spencer, another pup she adopted earlier this year.
It must have been love at first sight. They saw eye to eye. Okay, enough worn out phrases. A photo is worth a thousand words, right?
He was just a few handfuls but has a ton of personality. There wasn’t a collar small enough, but he’ll be growing. A bit. He is probably a fox terrier mix of some sort.
“Hey, who are you?” he said to Spencer.
At first Spencer wasn’t all that interested. He figured there would be plenty of time. This was there first day together.
The little one was happy in Moe’s arms. We tossed around a few names, but nothing seemed quite right.
Curious and energetic. Small and white. Male. What’s a good name?
Did I say curious?
“Hey. Don’t push me, Moe. This big brown guy might be mean!” (Spencer is a dachshund mix. Not a big guy, but when you are that small everybody seems huge.)
Spencer had to set down some guidelines about “who was here first.” Oh what big teeth you have.
But with a touch of the nose, the friendship was sealed.
There’s plenty of love for everyone.
And now a new someone for playing.
“Is he gonna like all of my toys?”
Moe did a little reassuring for Spencer.
The little guy let his hair down.
Took another look around.
Then, he said “I think I will stay.”
“And by the way, my name is Chase.”