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Happy Endings - Rose now Wendi

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I came from a breeder’s mill, as had many others before me. However, I was destined for a better life. After spending almost five years as a breeder pup, I dreamed of being loved by my own human. Unbeknownst, I would someday have that chance. One day a nice lady at OWR rescued me from the only home I had known, a breeder’s pen. At roughly eleven pounds, I was shy and timid, but life would get better. There were so many new things to see and learn like walking on grass, playing with other little Westies in the yard, and potty training; my goodness, it was all so overwhelming. In the mean time, I waited for that one human to call my own.

One day it finally happened, I was told by the nice lady at OWR that I would have a home of my own, where I would be loved and treated special. Best of all, I would not have to share my bed, my toys or my human. No longer the lonely lowly little breeder pup I once was, because I was going to get be the queen of my own castle. As exciting as it was to get a home of my own, it was scary leaving my foster home. Luckily, my new human was patient and understanding, even when I made a couple potty booboos and took a big sample out of his Berber carpet. I was just upset cause it was a new place and I was scared. But things are better now, I realize this is home and when my human leaves I know he is coming back. Since then, I have been such a good puppy, so he now lets me have the run of the house while he’s out. I even have a little sheepskin rug to sleep on while he’s gone. What he doesn’t know is that while he is at work, I sometimes like to go into the living room and curl up on the couch. It has the softest pillows. You can’t blame a puppy can you? During my fun time, I’ve been trying to learn to play ball. I got the chasing part down ok. I just don’t get why I have to bring it back when he threw it in the first place. I also get to go to the doggie beauty parlor and eat treats (I love those treats).

I was one of the lucky little Westies to find a home where I was wanted. There are so many other little ones like me who don’t have a home and want one. I hope they find a home too. It’s been great having my own human to play with and hold me when I am scared. Best of all, he treats me like I am his bestest little buddy.
Love,
Wendi (Rose)