[Dailydrool] The story of Rupert's Rescue/Adoption (REPEAT)

[k. green]

Rupert was found wandering the streets of San Diego, near the Mexico
border. He was extremely skinny and ill with a blood infection. The vets
initially estimated him to be somewhere around 10 years old based on his
appearance. A woman who ran a doggy daycare pulled him from the shelter and
began nursing him back to health, with her own money and donations from
clients at the doggy daycare.

On April 12, 2008, I saw Rupert in San Diego at an all-breed dog event,
called Woofstock, that I was attending with my 2 y/o hound, Cowboy.
Rupertwas a skinny red and white hound, wearing an "
Adopt Me" vest. Cowboy and I stopped to chat with the handler and
Rupertwarmed up to me immediately. I called the DH, James, on the
spot, informing
him that there was a basset hound here for adoption. He firmly instructed
me to head home and that I better only come back with the one dog that I
left with.

For the next 6 weeks I pestered James about sweet old Rupert, and checked
the doggy daycare blog for status updates on his adoption. At the time, we
had a brother and brother's dog living with us and it just didn't work to
bring in a new hound. Over the 6-week period the brother and dog decided to
moved out and we finally decided to consider getting Cowboy a friend.
Finally James and I agreed that we'd go meet Rupert one evening after work.

May 21, 2008 came and I could not contain my excitement. I knew that if I
could drag James down to the daycare to meet Rupert, he too would fall in
love and let me bring Ru home. I arranged to get off work early that day,
pick up Cowboy and James, and head down to meet Rupert. Upon getting off
work, I called the daycare to give them a heads up that we were coming but
I was stunned when they informed me that Rupert had been adopted earlier
that morning. Devastated, I called James in tears. He reassured me that
there would be another dog that needed a home and told me to come home. I
was happy Rupert had found a home, but was so upset that it wasn't ours.
After weeks of watching, I was just a few hours late on adopting the sweet
red boy. After pulling into the driveway, I opened our front door, and
there on my couch sat a big red hound.

Apparently while I was at work, James secretly took Cowboy to meet
Rupertthat morning and fell in love. The rest, as they say, is
history. Today
we celebrate Rupert's 6 year gotcha day and he truly has fit into our
family so well. We love the big red bozo with all our hearts!

Drool to all,
Kacy with Cowboy and Rupert
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