Funny Dogs Biography
At West Coast Dogs we strive to inform, educate and dispel myths as best we can. A while back we talked about something called Black Dog Syndrome and the sad reality that black dogs are often left behind, not selected, not the preferred colour of dog to adopt. Then we did a series of ‘Black Dog Bios’, where we introduced you to the likes of Brutus, Maxine, Hobbs, Charlie, and Zoey …
For our feature today, we are learning about a precious black dog named Lucy. What stood out to us, right from the very beginning when we were getting to know Lucy was the fact that Lucy wasn’t adopted by chance. She didn’t just find her way to her family by happenstance, it wasn’t as a result of events or coincidences, and she wasn’t simply a black dog that had been passed over.
Instead, Lucy was what every dog dreams to be. Lucy was chosen. Her humans went out of their way to select her, black furriness and all. By that act alone they quite unknowingly took a positive step towards dispelling those myths about black dogs, and they haven’t regretted their choice for a moment…well at least not until the upchuck incident with the tinfoil this week. But let’s not dwell on that.
I sense that we have a lot in common so I was very pleased when you agreed to this interview, so Welcome! Woof!
Tell us how came to be with your family?
I wish I could say that I was rescued, but unfortunately Mama was not as well-educated about that as she is now.
Well, I wish I could say that I was an only dog, but enough about me. Back to you!
I was purchased from a breeder (horrors) in Massachusetts.
GASPS! You were a ‘chosen’ dog?
Yes, but luckily, this was not a puppy mill situation.
Phew! (has a drink to calm herself)
Mama visited the breeder and met my doggie Mama, as well as my doggie Grandma (who looked pretty darn good for her age). The kids in the family had been wanting a dog for a long time, and so when it was determined that they were old enough to be responsible and mature enough to care for and appreciate having a pet, Mama began looking for me. The cool part is that she kept it a secret until the day I came home, and when the kids came home from school and met me for the first time, they all cried because they were so happy. (my humans cried when I came home too, but I suspect it was because of the bites I gave them)