We started by looking on craigslist. While there were a ton of animals being put up for adoption, each owner we e-mailed had already sent the animal to a new home. While this was really great for the animals, it wasn't so good for the two of us who were looking for a dog. We decided finding a shelter would be a better idea after all.
To our surprise, there are very few shelters in the area, and most of them are fostering organizations with a laundry list of rules and regulations. While we really did want an animal, I really didn't feel like telling them about all the previous animals I've owned and how they died at what age, what type of flooring I have, how often I'm home, etc, etc.
There WAS, however, a shelter in Greenbelt that had hours a couple times a week. We decided that we'd visit, talk to them and maybe pick someone to go home with us.
We got there and it was tiny! We had to check with to make sure we were in the right place. We went in and there were three or four people there. We asked several questions and they let in the two dogs they had at the time. One was a Boston terrier, the other a Pomeranian mix. I have always loved both breeds and wanted both. Feisty, smart and tenacious mixed with sweet and loving. Both would have been a great choice for Charlie and both posed their own little problems.
After an hour of talking with them, and fifteen minutes of discussion outside (in the rain) we finally decided on the animal to take home with us. The only problem? His name was Charlie too! We discussed for several days on what to name the little monster and we finally decided on Monsieur Montgomery Johanson of Machu Picucu (The place changes every time we call him the full name)
Or Monty, for short.
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