Being that I live in Jacksonville, and the plethora of other reasons why a wolf would not a good pet make, I do not have one. And so my story moves on.
I moved to Jacksonville in the summer of 2004. I was engaged, soon to be married, and living on my own for the very first time. All my life I'd had animals and now I had none.
Being the sweet fiance that he is was, my then soon to be husband went with me on trip after trip to our local Humane Society. It didn't take very long…
We were looking at various dogs, and he'd found one he was interested in. I meandered along looking from cage to cage, when there he was. The most beautiful dog with big, brown eyes. I squealed in delight, and yelled for my husband to come quick!
We ended up taking two dogs into the meet and greet pen that day. One was Forest, a mixed breed, and the other "Chewy" the beautiful Siberian. It was instant love. Chewy was all over us, never was a dog more excited to see two people. Forest on the other hand, couldn't have cared less. He didn't want anything to do with us. The decision was pretty simple.
We filled out all the paperwork, and I adopted my sweet boy, and took him to his furever home.
We soon found out why they had named him Chewy….but that's another story!
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