Okay there she was...such a cute little dog wanting a home. Yes, those eyes and gentle smile had caught my attention. And look at her, she looked just like a little yellow lab puppy. Aww, she could be a sister to Callie our yellow lab. But wait, she isn't a lab puppy. No, she definitely was something else..a lab mixed with something maybe?
CLICK...
Up popped her profile with her bio. What?? Oh no! It read:
Gracie
9-10 year old beagle
A BEAGLE?!?? Oh no. Not even a chance. I had nothing in particular against beagles. Well, I'll be honest, I'd never had one and perhaps I did have some preconceived ideas about beagles (in hind sight all proved to be true with the exception of one).
Here's what I thought:
- a dog known to howl and howl on end -> the landlords definitely would not be a fan of this
- a dog known to love to run -> just great although I have a great big yard there is no fence and that's a big problem for running dogs who wanted to act like a prisoner breaking from jail
- a dog known to love the hunt -> well she certainly would love the smell of the north and the adventure it could bring her but I certainly am not up for chasing bears and deer in the woods
But was she really a beagle?...she didn't look like a beagle so I looked up blonde beagles and yes there they were lemon beagles. They existed...these cute blonde dogs that looked a bit like a lab puppy but were nonetheless beagles...AND THAT WAS THE END OF GRACIE ....there was no way that I would be adopting a loud mouth, scent hunting, wild running beagle and bringing her to live with me in the great north...nope not a chance!
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