Well Mai,
It finally happened. We are a dog family once again. Ever since we lost Foz and then The Goose, we've been wondering if we were ever going to be a dog family again and if we were, what type of dog would we have? Mama works and has been working at the Humane Society for years and we've had more than our share of shelter dogs to foster. While most of them were great, we never felt that "connection" that we had with Foz and Goose. Its so hard to tell within a weeks let alone days but Mommy always asked you:
Mommy: "Maya, should we keep [insert name of shelter dog here] or take him back to Mommy's work to get adopted?"
Maya: "Take [said dog's name] to get adopted."
This was not the same conversation when Tito entered our lives on Friday, April 10, 2015.
You're first words to us that Friday: "Tito is my doggie. He's going to stay in our home forever and ever."
So here's a brief story on Tito and his previous family. Tito has been a much loved doggie since he was a puppy. His family brought him over to meet us on Friday because their little girl is severely allergic to poor Tito. As much as they loved and wanted to keep their beloved dog, it was just an impossible situation. Poor Tito spent the majority of Friday looking out the window for his people. He loves them too.
By Friday night, Tito and Daddy bonded a little bit.
You tried to talk to him and play with him but he had a long day and just wanted to rest. Sometimes its hard for a 3-year-old to comprehend such things.
Eventually Tito was able to drift off to sleep. Poor guy is using Stella's old bed. It's small but he seems to like it.
On day two, Tito seemed to transition well. He's still missing his old peeps you can tell but I think he likes us okay. He's pretty much my shadow and follows me wherever I go. You'r a close second Mai. He's working on Mommy but she's a tougher sell. :)
He's proven to be a pretty smart boy too. We decided to grab some breakfast on Saturday morning / afternoon. We didn't know if we could trust him in our house alone yet so we decided it was nice outside so let's just leave him in our backyard. When we get home from breakfast there is a note on the door from one of our neighbor friends:
Note: "Um. Your dog was out running loose in the neighborhood earlier today. By the time I was able to get out and check on him he was back in your yard and the gates were shut."
Mommy & Daddy: "Oh shitake mushrooms."
We rush inside and he's just on the back deck like "Hey guys, what's up!?!? Good to see you!!!"
We suspect we found his escape root he made for himself.
Later on that day, you and I were running in the store and Mommy let him out back for a quick potty break. Sure enough, he was out front to greet us in a matter of seconds.
So not only did he dig his way to freedom, he obviously trolled the neighborhood and was smart enough to know where his new house was and let himself back in all Ferris Bueller like.
You and him are pretty good buddies so far and It's probably only going to get better soon. Poor guy is going to have to accept his fate as a prop for a 3 y/o girl's dress-up time. And you're quite the fashionista these days.
So far, so good with Mr. Tito Jermaine Randy Jackson Castañeda. (Or Tito McBrain. I'm sure he'll have tons of nicknames before too long) He's a good boy that listens well. He knows he's not allowed in your room but he wants to be close to us when it comes to tuck Maya in time.
Here is a quick glimpse of what Tito's first day was like in our house and then his second and what he'll have to put up with for a long time now.
Welcome to the family Tito McBrain!
I'm excited you get to grow up with a furry brother Mai. Who knows what kind of trouble we'll all get into this summer!
Love,
Daddy