Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Champ's Final Blog. Or, Is It?

Guess what? I'm adopted. No, it's not my foster mom. It's a nice lady named Heather and her boyfriend, Thomas, that adopted me.

My foster mom says that my new mommy has been watching me for a while. After a few medical tests that the lady donated the funds for and a vet review, she really wanted me. My foster mom says that anyone that is willing to go though all that, must really want me. After all, I am a very special dog. And good looking , too.
Me, bunny, and my new lion got our baths and a brushing.  I even brushed my teeth and had my ears cleaned. The nails were the worst parts. I love my long nails. They are good for gripping in ground when chasing Sonic. He loves to be chased.

My foster mommy packed all my favorite snacks, food, medicines, medical records, a doggie bed, and the good blanket - which, I stole from Dublin. (He can share Kaki's.) She also packed a crate. (Yuk.)
I looked everywhere for bunny after his bath. Alpha dog, Nubie, told me mom had put him in the car, so as not to forget him. Phew! I thought Dublin had stolen him, again.

As I was leaving, Little Debbie and my foster mom looked sad. Kaki was looking worried as well. Girls, you had your chance. O'well.

Nubie, Harley, and Dublin didn't care that I was leaving. They wanted the good snacks that were packed for me. I hope Nubie keeps Dublin away from Sonic. Sonic doesn't protect himself from bullies. My foster mom said not to worry.  As, she saw Sonic kick Dublin's butt the other day. (It's about time).

My foster mom and I left about 7:15 AM. I was not put in the crate. Heh!  I like riding loose in the car. You get to see everything. There was some tears in the front seat, so I sat mostly in the front seat. My foster mom told me all about my new home and sang the Sunshine song. All the dogs love the You Are My Sunshine song.

We arrived in Midlothian, IL around 8:45 AM. I got to pee on all these big trees. I saw Miss Cindy's dogs, Uncle Jessie and Nia. It's been awhile since I've seen them. Nia is really cute. Miss Cindy was nice enough to drive me to Remington, IN to meet my new family. THANK YOU MISS CINDY! Kiss Nia for me.

That's where we stand for now. My foster mommy has kissed me goodbye and told me to be a good boy. She said, Third time is a charm. So, don't blow it. God's angels are watching over you." Like I would do anything to spoil my adoption.

She's crying again. I better leave now.  You all take care. I will try and sneak on my new mommy's computer to let you know how it's going.


(Note from Foster Mom: So far, Champ has "blessed" the curtains so to speak. He is getting along well with the other dogs after their hackled meet and greet. I am keeping Champ on the website for one week, as to not jinx his adoption this time. (Sorry, Mike.) And yes, I miss him.  Sniff. Sniff. )


  1. I am so happy for Champ and totally understand how you can be happy and sad at the same time. Years ago I worked at the Humane Society where we had an elderly, deaf shepard for 7 or 8 months that finally got adopted. All the staff were so happy for her but at the same time none of us could stop crying because we realised how much we were going to miss her.

  2. I'm a little late reading this, but congratulations, Champ! Enjoy your new life!