So I thought I would do a little introduction of Anubis.
He's the newest member of the family and we adopted him about 8 months ago from a rescue that specializes in Belgian Malinois (which is what Mike thought we wanted).
We waited patiently as each dog was brought out to us one by one, they were all very nice and VERY hyper, which is to be expected with working dogs.
None of them felt like a perfect fit and then the last one came out.
He hung back and inspected us from a distance, he slowly made his way towards me and sniffed my hand not yet letting me touch him.
Finally he decided I was okay and let me pet the top of his head only, he kept his distance from Mike at first making wide turns around him just close enough that mike touched him with barely his fingertips.
Then it happened, his ears perked up high on his head and he trotted over to the entrance of the building.
He stood up on his back legs with his ears still perked, we couldn't hear anything.
The rescue owner said it was probably his favorite rescue worker the one who picked him up from the airport and let him come home with her from time to time over the weekend.
He turned his head back and forth listening and waiting patiently.
As soon as she came through the door he was jumping up and letting her know just how much he missed her.
He was the one, he was smart and cautious, not hyper but not lazy either and once he bonded with you he was yours and you were his.
I jokingly tell Mike that we didn't know it then but if Mike were a dog he would be Anubis.
We went home and read as much as we could about this strange dog from Spain called a Podenco.
A date was set to pick him up from the rescue, we bought all of the essentials and then the day came.
We called the rescue to make sure we were still good for the time we had scheduled to pick up our new family member and we got a voicemail box instead.
Then we got a call saying someone else was coming to look at him a 3rd time with the probability of adoption.
As dramatic as it sounds to say my heart broke a little bit, it really did.
I told myself that if the rescue owner believed there may be a better fit for him with someone else I ultimately wanted what was best for him.
Since Mike and I had cleared our day to pick up "Buddy" at the time, we had a free day.
Retail therapy was the answer and we ended up buying a giant clawfoot bathtub.
I don't regret buying the tub but it was definitely to console us and it was a crazy good deal.
A week passed and we got a call saying it didn't work out with the other guy and we could pick him up whenever we wanted to.
Saying that my emotions had been taken on a rollercoaster ride would be an understatement.
I admire men and women who adopt children and my experience was a grain of sand compared to what they go through.
Anubis, for now, is like our child.
We're practicing our parenting skills and he keeps me company when Mike is gone.
He loves hopping around and prefers night walks to day walks.
He is not a fan of rain (hence the rain coat) yet doesn't mind running through the water filled ditches if he catches the scent of a rabbit or other small game animal on the other side.
Checking all of the windows periodically while he is inside to show us he's got our back is one of his favorite pastimes.
He's also likes being an only child and will not play with a ball or toy if he sees another dog playing with it.
He looks very friendly but will bark and growl at strangers if they get too close to me, especially men.
He also doesn't like dogs with fancy hairstyles no matter their size, which I think is hilarious and it may just be that he's jealous.
We're pretty smitten and I'd like to think he's in love with us too.
Thank you to all of those who took the time to read about how obsessed I am with my fur child!
I'm sure if you have one you understand! :)