In 2013, Melissa quit her “day-job” to work on her business full-time. Since she would be home during the day, we started thinking about adopting a dog. Our main consideration was that we didn’t want to cause too much upheaval for Mei Mei, our eldest cat. She had never spent much time around dogs so we needed one that wouldn’t pester her too much.
Other than that, we had no firm requirements. My philosophy about adopting pets has always been to go meet some animals and see what “clicks” without a bunch of preconceptions about breed, size, age, or color.
On Sunday, June 23, 2013, we went to a Lost Dog and Cat Rescue Foundation adoption event at a local PetSmart. Right away we met a friendly male terrier mix who was about two months old; from our memories (aided by the Archive.org Wayback Machine) we think it was Toby. He was energetic, outgoing, and playful . . . much as I liked him, it wasn’t the right fit.
There was a volunteer there, a boy aged ten or eleven, who was paying attention to our conversation. While he was distracted, another dog sneaked up and licked some whipped cream off the top of his Frappuccino. Once he noticed, he rescued the Frappe and redirected that sneaky dog over toward us. “This is Sofia,” he said. “She’s shy but she’s really sweet.”
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