Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Female Black Lab

One little known fact about Marge's history is that at the time I adopted her, three other people were interested in her.

I worked, at the time, at the kennel where she was sheltered, so therefore had the privilege of being able to bypass all of those other people as I decided whether or not she was a good fit for me.

I wonder from time to time, though, about those other three people who wanted the "female black Lab." Her fear issues were really not visible in the shelter, so who knows what would have happened if any of them took her home.

Let's just say that I'm happy things turned out the way they did!


This was Marge's intake photo, taken a couple of days after she arrived in New York after her journey from Georgia in June of 2008.  That's me holding her leash - a leash I still own to this day!

12 comments:

The Army of Four March 3, 2012 at 11:42 AM  

We tend to think that Marge is exactly where she should be! :)
Play bows,
Zim

Frankie Furter and Ernie March 3, 2012 at 11:58 AM  

I agree with ZIM. Right where you Should be!!

Dawn March 3, 2012 at 1:01 PM  

I'm absolutely sure Marge is happy things turned out the way they did too!

Two French Bulldogs March 3, 2012 at 1:55 PM  

You are both lucky to have each other
Benny & Lily

Jo's World March 3, 2012 at 2:23 PM  

Marge might have been toddled right back to the shelter if one of those other families got her and couldn't manage the fear!

My wonders with Stella are why did she get stuck there for three long months? Just being a black dog doesn't help me understand it at all.

Good girlies is what Marge and Stella are!

Cheers,
Jo, Stella and Zkhat

Priscilla March 3, 2012 at 8:49 PM  

I think both of you are meant to be together.

Bassetmomma March 4, 2012 at 5:44 AM  

Awwee! Thank goodness you tgwo found each other!

Roxanne @ Champion of My Heart March 4, 2012 at 10:24 AM  

I often wonder about that too, with Lilly. Not sure anyone else would have made it this far with her.

Sue March 4, 2012 at 4:18 PM  

We sometimes think about what would have happened to ours if they had gone to live somewhere else. Our vet told us the other day that Tsar was a very lucky boy to have found us. Not everyone would have accepted his quirks.

Rumpydog March 4, 2012 at 6:26 PM  

Hey Marge! It's so nice to meet you!

Kathy March 6, 2012 at 3:39 PM  

You know the more I hear and the more I know, it just seems that fate steps in and takes a hand in these things, dogs end up where they are meant for. I wonder what would have happened to Lizzie who has always been "different" I was not screened when I got her and so I know she could have gone to just some nice family with out a lot of time or energy and I really wonder what would have happened to her. Not saying I am so great but I did want to trainher and worked hard at understanding her and she was not easy to understand. If she had been thrown in the back yard I can not imagine what she would have used her intelligence to figure out.

KB March 8, 2012 at 10:07 PM  

It is funny to wonder about things like that - those moments that are crossroads in your life.

K was once very fearful too, and it only comes out now when she's not feeling well. But, once, a trainer told me "Thank goodness that K got you. She wouldn't have made it some other homes."

I think that the same is true for you and Marge.

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