I was banned to the "pit bull jail" at the Humane Society. I had limited human contact and was never put up for adoption. My photo was never posted on their website and I was not given a second chance. They kept me there, in a tiny pen, for a month before deciding on my euthanization. By this time, I had developed a knee issue from standing up and jumping on my hind legs to get some attention. I was still just a pup, so my body was still growing. Finally, my time had come. I was on the euthanization list for the following day. My hopes were falling and the reality was setting in. This was it. I wasn't going to get a second chance. I wasn't going to have a family. My young life was going to come to an end on a cold concrete slab.
Then, out of nowhere, my angels appeared. Heather and Jen (not my mom, a different Jen) came to see me from Homeward Bound Dog Rescue. One of the Humane Society people put a leash on me and handed me over to Heather. I WAS FREE! I ran out of there so fast my front legs hardly hit the floor.
|Emmett & Me enjoying a snack... |
Yes, I'm lying OVER Emmett.
|"Meet Corbin!" |
This was the first picture mom took of me. She posted it on her
Facebook with the caption above. Everyone told her that she
would keep me, but she insisted I was just a foster.
Ha. Right. Just a foster.
I was so excited when Frankie mentioned posting a list of things that we want to get our parents for Christmas! I thought really hard about what I think my parents would want most!
Here's what I came up with:
A new boat with a special room just for me so there's enough room for me to sleep too! Also, a house up on the lake so we wouldn't even have to worry about sleeping on the boat! And mom and dad could relax while I played in the lake!
|This bed is clearly not big enough for all 3 of us.|
One of you might have to sleep on the couch.
|Yep... this would do.|