We haven't been able to pawticipate in this in a long time, so we just knew we had to join in this month!
We thought a lot about what we knew we would always remember, and decided that it was the time we met our mama for the very first time.
I, Shiver, came from a pet store in the mall. Yes, Mama knows it's wrong to buy from pet stores and she regrets that she ever supported them in any way, shape, or form.
Mama didn't even plan on buying a chi that day. She knew that she'd really been wanting one, but didn't have any plans to get one any time soon. She already had an ancient fox terrier at home, and a rather sickly cat, so she certainly didn't need another pet! But then she saw me, and she couldn't resist my manly charms. She picked me up and held me for a bit, then put me down and walked around the rest of the store. But something kept drawing her back to me. Finally, she took me to a small room where we were able to bond for a moment. Only, I sat at the door and cried the whole time. I was so scared!
Mama was gonna call me Avery, but I shivered all the way home. And that's how I got my name! I still shiver when I'm nervous or scared.
I walked into the house like I owned it. I was just a puppy, but I terrorized the ancient fox terrier and probably aged her much more than I should have. As I walked around the house for the first time, checking everything out, I knew that I would remember this forever, because it meant that I had finally found my furever home.
Fast forward a few years, and the ancient fox terrier and sickly cat had both passed on. My mom worked all day, although she would come home at lunch time to let me out. I HATED being left alone, even for just a minute or so. Whenever Mama would leave and come back, I cried and cried and cried like a big baby. Mama knew that I couldn't go on like this, so she looked for another chi to keep me company. That's where Chico comes in.
Mama found him on Craigslist. I can't believe she agreed to do this, but she drove out to the family's home by herself to pick him up. It had been explained to her prior to this meeting that Chico originally came from a puppy mill. He lived in a cage for the first year of his life, only being let out to go potty and to make babies. The state finally stepped in and he was brought to another state and sold to a family who didn't seem to treat him much better. In the beginning, things were probably OK. But then the woman had a baby, so Chico spent almost all of his time outside or in the garage. They recognized this was not a good life for a dog, so they decided to sell him for the same price they got him for.
Mama spent probably a good hour at the house. The wife was not there, so she was left alone with the husband. He must have wondered why she spent so much time there, but he didn't seem to be in any rush to get rid of her. Chico immediately curled up on her lap and made himself at home. They had a nice cuddle session before Mama finally came to her senses and realized she'd probably overstayed her welcome.
As they drove home, Chico knew that he would remember this forever, because he knew he was going on to a happier home and a much better life.