My name is Ginger. I’m part boxer, pit/terrier, and hound. I’m nearly 2 years old and I’m a Good Girl. Although I’ve got tons of spunk and energy now, I was a very sick puppy when some nice people found me in that parking lot. They found me a safe place to stay. The shelter was a little scary, but I didn’t have to stay too long. I got to go home with my foster mom, April.
The first thing I remember is the parking lot in South Carolina, or at least that’s the first of my happy memories.April was real good mom! She took me to the vet. She took care of me while I got better, and gave me a loving home. Once I was feeling a little better, I got a little wild! I don’t mean to be a bad dog, but I’ve had to look out for myself. As you can guess, a few things make me…nervous. The big one is other dogs. April worked hard to help me with my problem. She had me checked out, and they found other dogs don’t make mad, just nervous…and LOUD. Having me around was probably the loudest 5 months April ever had!
Mary had been helping dogs like me find homes for a while. Before too long, she had found some very nice people in a place called Massachusetts, who wanted me to come and stay with them. They knew I still had a lot of things to work out, but they were ready to work on them with me. Their names were Deb and Joe. They live in a nice house, with a BIG back doxycycline generic price yard and…another DOG.
Mary arranged for me and a bunch of other dogs to come all the way to New England and meet the people who wanted to adopt us. It was a long, loud ride. When we finally arrived, I was first out of the van; I needed a good doggie stretch and a bush. With all the commotion of new owners, cars, and other dogs-I didn’t know where to go. Just then, Deb put a new leash on my collar and let me lead her to just the right spot.
Pretty soon, we got into their van. They put me in a crate in the back, which I did not like; it’s really scary in a cage. But the ride was worth it, when we stopped and they let us out, I was at my new home!