I guess for some people, even people who adopt rescued dogs and promise to give them homes forever, when life changes the puppies they raised up from little tiny things they picked up at shelters are just not that important. A divorce, some kids, life is hard. And now both of her dogs have to go. One is a pit bull, one is a lttle black and white mutt -- Tucker's sister, Omega.
I haven't seen her in person since 10 weeks old, but if she's anything like Tucker and the sister I had (Ariel, brown and white), she's probably a pretty awesome and sweet little dog. For real, Tucker and Ariel are/were two of the most even-keeled, easygoing, loving dogs I've ever had the joy of knowing. A little bit of drive and spark--just enough to make them fun pet dogs who like to be active and play, but not so much that they're at all difficult to live with in a busy household. I have jokingly said for the past few years that I could kick myself for not keeping two puppies from Tucker's litter, because I want Tucker bookends on my couch.
But sadly, I cannot have more dogs in my rental house ... it's one of the conditions of living here, and the landlords will not allow it.
Maybe Michelle can offer more detail, but here is her blog post about both dogs:
http://ebbrr.blogspot.com/2011/05/gizmo-omega-may-2011.html
And here's Omega's photo. She doesn't look like Tucker on the surface, but I can see similarities ... the googly eyes, the soft expression, the little pouty mouth, the narrow snout.
I really want her to land in a safe, loving home. Poor thing.
Gizmo, the other dog, too, of course. I just happen to feel a bit of connection to Omega since they were part of the litter I was so immediately struck by when they were tinies.
