I lay here tonight on the cool cement surveying my new surroundings. Mom and I moved here six months ago. Now, I look out at a cedar picket fence instead of a chain-link fence. There is a friendly Retriever that lives next door named Layla. Mom says she looks like Rosie and she has a chew toy that I sure would like to get my paws on. Not sure what it is but she chews on this thing and a red loop goes up and over her head and she looks like she is in a picture frame! Mom just laughs and laughs at her and I want so much to be with her just to discover that thing!
My fence is pretty interesting, besides being made of wood, it has flowers all around it. There are Daisies and Cone Flowers and Lilies. I like to stick my nose through and smell them. It isn't so much the smell I enjoy but more the way mom always says 'awww' whenever I do it. That cracks me up that I can make her make that sound.
Well, I haven't got a clue what the heck happened! One day mom was petting me and crying and talking to me real sad like. I gave her a real sweet look and tilted my head like I do, so she thought I understood every word she was saying but I didn't really have a clue why she seemed so sorrowful. The next morning we were up early and the house was all quiet-like, with no radio playing music or anything. Then mom started that human sniffling thing again and sat on the floor with me. Where was Java? Mom put her out by herself and I was alone with Sad Mommy. Man, this was a lot of pressure! What is a Pup suppose to do in these kind of situations anyway? They never taught me to Google at Puppy School yet!
Then Mom puts me, just me, in the car and we drive to see mom's human son and grandson, only they get in the car with us and we take off on this long road-trip! ROADTRIP!! I am fascinated! I freeze in the sit position and watch the road all the way up to someplace called Cleveland. I heard mom say that I was reading the road signs so I could find my way home if I had to. I thought it was funny because of course I knew mom would be driving home too. Only - mom didn't drive me home. We pulled into this huge parking lot and mom got out and her human son got out and talked to a strange man. I stood guard in the car over "grandson".
Pretty soon mom comes and gets me and the new stranger sort of squatted down next to his car. I went on a sniffing marathon and mom let me! Wow, stinky human smells everywhere! And....and....yes I smelled some strange animals too. Eventually though I got curious about the squatted down man. I trotted sort of close to him and snorted at him. He reached his hand out and mom didn't startle or anything so I sniffed his hand. He smelled like Fish! I circled him and finally let him touch me. Mom and family and me all stood around with him forever it seemed. He talked and talked and frankly I lost interest in him.
But then mom led me to the back door of HIS car. She opened it up so I jumped right in. I settled square in the middle of the seat so I could watch this interesting road again, only this time, mom leaned in and hugged me and kissed me right in the middle of my forehead and told me she loved me forever and closed the door. I didn't move a muscle. It was finally sinking in what was happening here. I was moving and I was moving without mom and Java and Biscuit.
I had been hating my life. I had been stuck in this kennel for two and a half months. I was bored silly and I missed my farm house and play pasture! I miss mom and Tazo and well, I even want to bark at that ol' Java. Mom kept stopping in and taking me to this fancy new place to be with her. I couldn't contain my excitement to get out of the kennel and I jumped on mom over and over. She would walk me forever and I would keep turning around and running back to her and jump on her again just to touch her. Mom and I are bonded.
But one day she came to the kennel and instead of us leaving we went into the Arena where I learned to be a "good dog". I was allowed to run free for a bit, but then a man and a woman I did not know came in the door. Well, of course, I figured they were bringing in their dog to get "good" too, but no. They were there to meet me!
Oddly enough I took to the man right away. He smelled like tires and mom and I love tires! But his woman was all weepy and sort of whimpered when she tried to pet me. I thought that was really weird so I just kept making big circles around her until she settled down. Finally mom told her to sit and she calmed down in her plastic chair, so I allowed a pet on my back but I made her wait a good twenty minutes to touch my head.
She was talking and talking to mom so I sat down beside mom and listened. Seems this couple had had a Chow and something called "died" happened and this is why she was so upset. Mommy's fingers sunk deep into my coat while the sad woman talked. I could tell mom felt sad for the woman so I got up and licked the woman's knee. Oh my goodness! You would have thought I cured Climate Change the way everyone carried on when I did that!
After two hours of visiting I was walked around the arena by the man and woman. I was anxious to go outside by now so mom took my leash and out we went. I explored etc. for a little bit then mom led me to a strange car and opened the back door. Just like Tazo, I jumped right in. It smelled like the couple we had been visiting with and I thought mom was climbing in with me. But no. Instead she gave me a long, long, tight hug, kissed me square on the forehead and told me she would love me forever. Mom was crying now. That seemed wrong but I was so ready to leave that kennel that I just stood in the backseat looking out the window while the couple drove me off to a new home near Columbus.
Mom shares emails and text with the people that run my sisters new homes. She still talks about them a lot and says their names frequently. I still even dream about them. And sometimes when I am out racing in my new picket fence I pretend to still be playing with them. I do a jump; bow; bark and then take off like a bat out of hell and run around and around. I like to pretend they're with me when I am out there.
But I gotta be honest. This being alone with mom is pretty much paradise. When I am getting petted nobody interrupts it. And I can eat with no low growl warning at all. I wasn't confused really about any of it. Because as you can see, it definitely went my way.
ANNA: We have been in our new place almost seven months now. The other evening I caught myself laughing out loud at the memory of a comment a friend left on one of my old articles and thought to myself how many of my friends here on the Vine are like 'the same souls in different bodies'. I miss you.
I have enjoyed the anonymity of not sharing so much, but I want to come back and participate in the photographer's nation especially and Old Newsvine. Knowing that all of you cared about the Chows and wanted to hear if they found good homes, I thought I would start there and let you know that they did. My prayer is that they, like Java, are enjoying the individual attention they now receive from their new moms & dads. I do receive updates and pictures and they sure seem happy. Perhaps Java and I will live in their hearts forever too. I comfort myself that they were well prepared by being well trained Chows and therefore irresistible for life.
'We'll be friends forever, won't we Pooh?' asked Piglet. 'Even longer.' answered Pooh.