Monsters (Part 1)

If any of you have taken the time to give my About Me a gander, you've probably seen pictures of my monsters.  And by monsters, I mean my four-legged children, Ryker and Sadie.

Trying to get a non-blurry photo where both of them are looking in the same direction at the same time doesn't happen.

Both dogs are from an amazing rescue in Ohio and contrary to what most people think, they are not biological brother & sister-but don't you DARE try and separate them.  Now grab some pillows and blankets and get comfy for story time.  Let me tell you how I ended up with Ryker, my blue-tick beagle mutt.

I adopted Ryker in November of 2010 completely by accident. Being new to the Beavercreek, Ohio area and having no job and no friends, I did the only logical thing I could think of: I hung out at Petsmart and played with the animals.  Every Saturday, a rescue group would come and bring their adoptable dogs in the hopes that someone would play with them, and love them, and adopt them.  I would casually stroll over and say hi, play with a few dogs where I could but tried not to get in the way of people actually adopting animals One of the dogs didn't do so well with all the craziness and people really didn't seem to want anything to do with him.  I figured I would play with him since he didn't seem like a crowd favorite; he gets love, other people get to play with the dogs they will hopefully adopt - everybody wins !

I did this every Saturday for about 2 months.  I was unemployed and it made the weeks bearable while I searched for a job.  Finally (hooray !) I had landed a job with Verizon Wireless.  I had gotten to know the ladies at the rescue quite well at this point and couldn't wait for Saturday to go play with Ryker (he was only well-behaved when I was there apparently) and to tell them the exciting news.  Except when I got there - no Ryker.  I tried not to be sad or disappointed that he got adopted.  I found some other fluff balls to give my love to that day and didn't think about it.

Then, about 2 weeks later, I showed up on a Saturday and WHAT ? Ryker is barking by the table again ? Confused.  Apparently, the people that adopted him already had other animals and didn't like his beagle personality: hiding his toys, being food possessive, stubborn.  They brought him back.  I would be lying if I said I wasn't happy, but I also knew I couldn't adopt because I had no money at the moment, and a somewhat unstable life.  Out of nowhere, my mom calls me and asks me what I'm doing.  She hears barking.  I tell her I'm at PetSmart and tell her about Ryker.  Thinking her response would be "You don't need a dog to take care of right now" or "You can play with him, but don't think about bringing him home" I was basically floored when she said "Send me a picture."

Our first (blurry) picture together.

Guess who came home with me.  Everything just kind of lined up and boom.  My mom fronted me the cash (the rescue basically knocked $100 off the adoption fee as well) for the adoption and some start up things: food, toys, a crate.  I had a Ryker.  He's the handomest, derpy-est, mush face-iest dog ever.  

What a weirdo.

Since I have no idea how old Ryker is, we call him 7-ish and I randomly decided that July-ish was his birthday month, so he will be 8-ish sometime during that month... ish.  He's been my squishy for 4 1/2 years already and in November, we'll celebrate his 5 year adoptiversary.  I love this little man more than anything.  Especially when he's not exactly the smartest.

Please put the sound up and watch numerous times for ultimate laughs. 

Part 2 (Sadie's adoption story) coming soon !

Tell me about your pets, pretty please with puppy kisses on top :)