I quickly picked out a dog from the shelter. A 9 month old big, brindled Australian Shepherd/Pit Bull mix with a brain the size of a peanut. I named him Ben.
Bubby took his time. He wanted a German Shepherd and wasn't sure about the one they had at the shelter. I encouraged him to go back the next day and take a look at the dog again. He brought her out of the kennel and took her for a walk around the grass enclosure. A woman who was walking out in to the enclosure got a little to close to Bubby for the dogs comfort, and she started growling at the woman.
Bubby knew that this was the dog for him. The dog already was ready to protect Bubby from anyone. Their bond was instant. She already had a name.....Mistie.
Bubby called the previous owners and asked questions about Mistie. They told him that she was born on Halloween and that she had been in a kennel for most of her 9 months since she was born. They had no time for her.
Bubby made up for those nine months. He ran and ran with Mistie. And when Mistie couldn't run anymore, Bubby did this. Along the way we acquired five children, three more dogs and five cats. Mistie was pack leader to them all. She would walk the house at night, checking in all the bedrooms to make sure the kids were sleeping before she would come to bed.
Sadly, Mistie could no longer stay with us. Her love for our family never faltered.
We will miss you.......
1992 - 2009