“Every once in a while a dog enters your life and changes everything.”
It’s taken me quite a few years to commit to a dog again. Three years ago I bought two guinea pigs so I could avoid the dog issue. The plan backfired because the excitement lasted two days and I ended up being the caretaker of guinea pigs. Guinea pigs that ended up sick and many nights I was up all night feeding water, medication and giving tender loving care to very sick animals. Guinea’s are smart, cute and lovable but I can’t say I’m really a guinea pig person. I started to think about a dog a year ago and I knew I wanted a Shepherd. Last Sunday we went for a drive to several SPCA’s in search of a dog not really expecting to find one. We visited four animal shelters and the last shelter we visited, we met him. I asked the staff if our family could spend time with him and after spending an hour with the dog, he felt like he was a part of our family. The only problem – his name is Chaos. I really don’t need chaos in my life so as I was writing up the application to adopt him, I told the boys we have to change his name. Adopting a dog named Chaos seems to be asking for trouble. The boys love the name and Chaos responds very well to his name. The lady at the SPCA told me that I might cause Chaos confusion by changing his name so I changed the spelling – I spelled it KAOS – makes me feel like I somehow have control over the Chaos entering our lives!
MOMWHEARINGLOSS 