Mr. Winks and Co.

Yes, yes I have been posting all of these ridiculous pictures of our new dog Mr. Winks; he doesn't officially become ours till Sept 15th, but in Caitlin's words "Hes already apart of our family".  We weren't looking for another dog, but here's the story. 

It started out with us going out to get a few things, and then seeing that PETCO had adoptions every Saturday and Sunday. Of course Caitlin and I were the first to run in and look at all the adorable dogs and kittens that were needing foster home and ultimately adoption. I have this annoying urge to help anyone and anything if they are in need or if they need people to help with something, and I happened to come across 2, 9-week old chi weenies. They were adorable and after the rescue, Diamonds in the Ruff Rescue, explained to me that with fostering that they paid for everything, I thought, "WOW! I can help and actually just donate my time!" So I made plans with the lady, Robin to come back that evening and pick them up and take them home. 

Around 7pm when I was almost to the parking lot, she texted me and said that the chi weenies were getting adopted; I was really sad, they were so cute, well behaved and sweet. So they asked me if I would like to foster a different dog, and at first I wasn't so sure, but then I thought about all those dogs there that aren't the "popular" dogs or the "cute" dogs and realized I needed to help one of them. 

After explaining to the head of the rescue, Gayle, that Jasmine as a 55lb ball of energy/lap dog, she suggested Wink. There was this little tiny black and white puppy with a little under bite and the cutest ears, staring at me wagging his tail, and I knew I had to take him, especially after hearing his story.

He was dumped on the side of the road at a few months old, and someone found him and took him to a shelter that is now shut down. That shelter, refused to treat him for the viruses and diseases that they caused by not taking care of him properly, and because of the sickness he had, they were going to euthanize him. Upon hearing about Wink, Gayle ran straight to the rescue and saved Wink from death just hours before he was set to die and took him to her organizations shelter were they had vets on staff who nursed him back to health. He spent the next few months in the kennel because no one else could foster him and he was getting adopted because he wasnt a designer dog...no one wanted a pug/terrier mix. A person came into the shelter and decided to become a foster, but the very next day brought him back because he was "too energetic". 

That was the day we came in. So after talking to Gayle,  we brought wink home, but first Caitlin decided that his name needed to be Mr. Winks. Gayle also informed me that Mr Winks had never had a home, never snuggled in a bed, and never rode in the car without being in a crate.

Well the ride home should have told me why Mr Winks always rode in a kennel lol. Upon the ride home, I had my sister, and her best friend in the car as well as Caitlin and I. I told my sister she could role the window down just a little since he seemed to have horrible anxiety in the car and was running around like a crazy pup. He turned my blinker one, windshield wipers at one point, and rolled down windows with his tiny feet. Well I don't think my sister knew what a tiny bit was because the next thing we know, we are waiting at the front gate of base, and out the window Mr Winks goes.....Marley and me style. So my sister looks at me and yells "MRRRRRR WINNKKKKKSSSSS!" and flies out of the car to get him. I think we all about peed our pants that evening. 

After we got home, I was nervous about what Stephen would say because he was completely against fostering and thought I would try to keep the dog. Well needless to say, 1 hour into Mr Winks being home, he said, "That's it we are keeping him." I couldn't stop laughing at the fact that he was so attached after watching Jasmine and him play. But he was happy and that was all that mattered. 

Mr Winks is settling in nice here now and he loves snuggling up with anyone that's up for it, and has adapted so well with a life with Jasmine which those of you who have met her, know shes a little psychotic. He whoops her butt on a daily basis, and is not only a perfect dog for us, but has calmed Jasmine down enough to were she doesn't need to be crated anymore when we leave. It makes me happy that as of now our family is complete. I don't know how we got so lucky with 2, perfect for our family rescue dogs, with so much love, energy and snuggles for our little family.