Our Newest Family Member

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Everyone, meet Oscar!

I shared Oscar on Facebook and Instagram, but wanted to make it official on the blog! Oscar is the newest member of our family, and we are already in love.

Our Dog Family History

Karl adopted our first dog, Ruckus, in 1998. Two years later, we bought this house together and became a family of three. Ruckus was a Boxer; he was strong and took up half the couch, and I loved him so much. We had dogs occasionally as a child, but I never connected with them like our cats. Ruckus turned me into a Dog Person.

At the end of 2008, I was pregnant and just a few weeks from my delivery date when Karl's father died unexpectedly. We were in the middle of a major home renovation, went for a while without electricity or even a back wall of our house and this tragedy happened.

Karl's dad left behind his two dogs, blonde mixed-breed rescues that were average in height. No family member would take on these dogs, so we adopted them. We kept them at Karl's dad's house a block away for a while, we, his neighbors, and other family members visiting multiple times a day to care for them. Once our daughter was born and the house was complete, we brought them to live with us.

It was total chaos having three dogs and a newborn. I'd love to write that we became a happy family of six, but it wasn't true.  Alfie, one of the dogs we adopted, did not acclimate well to the new environment.  Cindy, the other dog, was extremely aggressive.  I was focused on keeping a new little human alive, and Ruckus struggled.

man sitting in a camp chair smiling while holding a small dog
Karl and his BFF

Ruckus was advancing in age and it was clear going from being the “Only Child” to being one of four babies wore on him. He passed away at the beginning of 2012. I share more about Ruckus, his life and his passing, in this post.  Later in the same year, Alfie passed away

Being a One Dog Household Again

What we never expected was how Cindy flourished once she was the only dog.  She was so aggressive we considered finding her a new home early on.  She would snap at us, would be so frantic to catch any food that our kid would drop that we feared she'd hurt our daughter; she would fight with the other dogs and draw blood.  As an only dog, she became secure and came to trust and love all of us.  She was so sweet with our daughter, and she became my best buddy.  I share more about Cindy and her transformation in this blog post

But Cindy was advancing in years, and by the end of 2016, she needed to be carried down the stairs and began having some health issues. Cindy passed away at the end of 2017, at home, on her favorite spot on the dining room rug that gets a sunny square of light in the early afternoon.  We took her for a last walk; we fed her bacon as a mobile vet came to put her to sleep.  It was devastating. 

I didn't think a dog that scared me and drove me crazy would end up tearing my heart in two.  It happened the week after I quit my job to blog fulltime. I was so overwhelmed and gutted it only got a quick blip mention on the blog and in my 2017 Year in Review post.

girl and her father dressed to go on a run with a dog on a leash
My family now has a running buddy!

Ready to Adopt Again

After Cindy died, we knew we needed some time without any dogs.  The past few years had been a whirlwind with a child and three elderly dogs with their own unique personalities and needs. But after a year we started looking.  We knew we wanted a smaller dog.  Our house isn't huge, and we knew quite well how it is to care for an elderly dog of size. We also knew we wanted to adopt from a shelter. 

My favorite way to procrastinate was to scroll through the dogs available at local animal shelters.  Our city's no-kill shelter has a Facebook page where they share photos of the new animals that have come in.  Whenever a dog seemed like a good fit, I'd text the photo to Karl. None of them ever seemed right.  They'd be too old, a puppy that needed to be fully trained, or a breed I am very allergic to.  

Adopting Oscar

Last week, the shelter shared photos of three adorable dogs – a brown and white terrier mix, a Boston terrier mix, and a black and brown terrier mix. I texted the photos to Karl on Tuesday night.  They were the kind of dogs we were looking for  – terriers are low-allergen, and they were the perfect size and age.

The next morning, when I came home from the gym, Karl said, “The shelter opens at 4 pm; let's go after we get E from school.”  It had been almost two years; were we really going to get a dog?

family holding a dog at an animal shelter
The day we adopted Oscar from the Greenbelt Animal Shelter

We arrived at the shelter exactly at 4 pm.  The only dogs they had were these three guys.  They came from the same home, and their owner had passed away.  They were all adorable and sweet, but the brown and white terrier stood out.  Each of us fell in love with him instantly. 

His name was Oscar. They brought Oscar out into the yard for us to get to know him.  He was so sweet; he loved playing fetch and would bring the ball back to our hand.  He and our daughter got along great; we knew he was The One.  We took him home that evening.

woman sitting on a couch typing on a laptop with her arm around a dog
My blogging buddy

It has been a little over a week with Oscar in our family, and we're so happy.  He slept through the night, but he was understandably hesitant, scared, and questioning the first several days.  On his one-week anniversary, it's like a switch went off, and he became more secure and showed more personality. He is strong, curious, and sweet. 

Oscar loves to bury completely under a blanket, play fetch, and can jump so high (we woke up this week to find he had jumped into our bed; as you can see from my Saatva mattress review, we do NOT have a low bed!). He loves to go on runs with my family and is totally chill on car rides and with little children.  He's happy to be around other dogs.

Other than a bit of separation anxiety (understandable considering the past few weeks of his life) and begging when we're eating human food, he's an utter delight.  Expect to see more of Oscar, as he's won all our hearts!

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  1. I love how animals round out a family and make it complete. Growing up, we always had a dog in our family. Now that our home is just my husband and I, the pet we choose is a parakeet due to our allergies and his asthma. We love her little chirps and how she flies around the livingroom. Oscar is now a family member too. He loves his new family just as much as you guys are loving him. He’s a handsome little guy too.

  2. Oscar is a dream come true. What a cutie. I can relate to your “three dogs and a baby” story because I also had three dogs when I had my son. Chaos! But it was a lot of fun.

    I hope you and your family enjoy many, many happy years with Oscar. xo

  3. I teared up at this. I’m sure part of my reaction is my own old chihuahua-rat terrier mix in her twilight, that stage where every day I ask her if she’s comfortable and happy and every time I see her sleeping I pause to see if it’s regular sleeping or the Last Sleep. Best wishes to Oscar and your family.

  4. Yay! Rat terriers are the absolute best dogs. They are so smart and have such huge personalities. I lost my buddy Tank, a 14 yr old rattie nearly a month ago… I had been preparing for it for nearly a year, but I was surprised by how it gutted me. He also had an amazing last day including a walk and bacon 🙂 One thing to note – rat terriers are absolutely not low-allergenic. They don’t have much dander, but they do lick themselves (a normal amount), and they shed like crazy. They’re short little porcupine hairs,vs. tufts of fur, but they do shed.
    Enjoy your new buddy!

    1. Thank you Kim! And I am realizing he is not low-allergenic. Think I’m going to have to get back on allergy shots, but he’s totally worth it. I am so sorry for your loss. <3

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