I missed my family alot, and got pretty sad and scared because there didn't seem to be anybody around to take care of me or the cat very often. Then one day some people came and took us to a place they called "the shelter". Dogs and cats there didn't stay together and I don't know what happened to the cat. Nothing was the same anymore, there was lots of noise, the food wasn't so good and was different all the time, there were lots of strange smells, and an energy in the air that made me really scared. And there were lots of other dogs, something I wasn't used to at all.
So somewhere along the way (mostly because I was scared I think), I developed an attitude about these other dogs that says, "Don't mess with me". I have't made up my mind yet whether I'll stay that way or not. Anyway, days and days went by at the shelter, people came and went...and sometimes dogs left with the people...but I noticed that most of the dogs who left were young, or small and cute. I began to think that maybe being a "senior" wasn't such a good thing. And then I started getting the feeling that something bad was going to happen, the people who worked at the shelter didn't look me in the eye anymore. I didn't understand, but they kept saying something about how my time was getting short.
But then something wonderful happened...a lady who had come to see me a few times before, came and talked to the people at the shelter and said she'd TAKE ME OUTA THERE before anything really bad could happen to me!!! Before I could go home with her tho, I had to get this operation...I don't remember much about it, except that it was scary too, and now my "boy parts" are gone and stuff down there is kinda sore. So many scary things have happened to me lately. Anyway, I thought this nice lady was gonna be my new Mom, but when we got to her house there were other dogs there. I'm still not sure how I feel about other dogs, and all these changes have made me kinda moody...and I won't kid ya, if I had my way I'd have the nice lady all to myself.
But I sure am happy to be out of that place. I still wonder what's gonna happen to me, and I want a family of my own again...but I'm having a really hard time getting used to these other dogs who live where I'm staying now, and sometimes I just don't get along with them. And I've learned there's another kind of Mom, something called a Foster Mom, who takes care of you and keeps you safe until another family finds you.
So here I am, waiting for someone to come along who has patience for an older guy who's been thru alot, someone maybe who's older like me. I'm not used to kids and my Foster Mom says it would be best if my new family didn't have any. I'm very healthy...and really lucky to not have those awful things called heartworms (I'm on preventative). I've had all my shots and, like I said, my boy parts are gone, so that's all taken care of. I could use to put on a few pounds and will need plenty of good quality food until I'm a healthy weight. Oh, and of course I know to ALWAYS do my business outside, and I don't ever chew anything or get in the garbage. I do have some trouble with one of my back legs, I'm not too keen on stairs, and need some help getting in and out of the car.
But I get very happy when my Foster Mom gets out the leash, I just love to go for walks...it reminds me of...well...it reminds me of my old life.
So, that's my story. If you know anyone who is looking for a nice German Shepherd boy, who won't ask for much except a soft bed, a nice walk once in a while, and a home without kids or other doggies, please tell them about me. They'll need some patience and understanding, because I've been thru ALOT.