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Pokey came to me when I was heartbroken, and I never intended for her to be mine. I was in junior high school and we had just lost the Shar Pei that had been my “Daddy Dog” since I was 3-years-old. My mom and I had gone to our local Petco to get something for our other dog (my mom’s baby) Dolly when a local rescue was hosting an adopt-a-thon.
We were looking at the area with puppies, laughing at how funny they all were, when a small dog caught my attention. She was terrified and trying to keep as far away from the other puppies as possible. When we inquired about her, we found out that she was not a puppy at all, just very small, and had been given up to them by a family whose daughter had left for college and left her tied up outside.
Well, we thought Chance, my mother’s boyfriend, would love her, since he had been wanting another dog. Twenty minutes later, we adopted her and got her home, only to find out that Chance did not want her and was rather angry that we adopted her.
Being the stubborn person I still am today, I lied and said they were packing up and we could not take her back. For weeks, she and I hid in my room bonding. After a vet visit, we found out she was a purebred beagle and was just a genetic anomaly. She kept her puppy fur, had a kink in her tail, yodeled rather than barked when she made a noise at all, and had a ridgeback in her fur.
I sadly lost her to leukemia while in college, but my Pokey little puppy, formerly known as Susan, will forever be in my heart. I often think of her and still grieve her loss at times. If there is anything that I can take away from my time with her, it was that she was the best lie I ever told. My mom even applauded me for my quick thinking.
Story submitted by Stefany K. from Fort Smith, Arkansas.
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