So in ALFIE! Part 1, I gave a relatively quick explanation of how I went from digging a dog (ALFIE!) to adoption in a handful of days. Summing that up, I’d actually known ALFIE for a couple of months but had only spent a minimal amount of time with him in the runs since he was technically a level above what I could walk at the shelter.
A series of events ranging from being told that my excuses for not having a dog were nonsense to watching two friends’ dog for about 5 days along with a bunch of different events on Thanksgiving had led to me making a decision. I wanted ALFIE!. After buying a bunch of stuff at PetSmart, I had adopted him that Saturday and brought him home.
As sort of an amusing side-note, readers will note that I’m referring to ALFIE! in all-caps, Internet yelling. That’s how I actually always talked to him at the shelter; I’d see him in his kennel and treat him and call him ALFIE!. Anyhow, when I went to adopt him they asked me if I wanted to change his name. Were they kidding? Clearly not since some adopters do. But in my mind he was and would always be ALFIE!
So after fighting to leash him up, I had gotten him into his crate and that’s where I cut things off on Monday. Now he was mine, sitting in my back seat in his crate and it was time to see what would happen when I got him home. He was actually stunningly well behaved in his crate as we made the short drive home with one stopover at Costco for dog food.
He didn’t whine or bark and just sat quietly in his kennel. Even as I shopped at Costco, he didn’t raise a fuss. Like I said, dogs actually like crates to a great degree; it’s their little private space. After that one stop, it was time to take him to his new home (until we move to a house in February anyhow).
And like a proud (and slightly mental) new parent, I felt the need to document all of it. His first task at my complex was to sniff every damn thing he could, he had to suss out his new location and that meant a lot of sniffing. And course, he had to pee. And like the slightly deranged guy I am, I took a picture of it. Just be real glad his first poo was done at night.