6.22.2011

#107 - JD's 3rd Anniversary


Three years ago today a handsome little pug named Reggie was at a foster home in Mansfield, MA. He was only 7 months old and had been surrendered by his family because he was too energetic and needy for their busy schedules. As I sat on the foster mum's couch, Reggie hopped up beside me and immediately bit my hand in a playful way, as if inviting me to be his new friend. He was the feistiest pug that I had ever met, and it was his incomparable spunk that caused me to become immediately enamored with his squishy face, buggy eyes, and tireless energy.

Reggie was a mere pup and barely knew his name. He didn't look or act like a "Reggie"... it seemed to fall short because it couldn't hold the same enthusiasm and character that he embodied. I decided to name him James Dean because he was the littlest rebel in the rescue and he certainly was handsome, too. He snuggled up on my lap and slept for the entire 2 hour car ride home, and his warm fur felt so soft as it glided through my fingertips.

James Dean was nicknamed JD or Jimmy, which have become the two names that we most often refer to him as. He came into my family's home and turned it upside down with his playful antics. His first night, he kept me awake the entire night - roaming, smelling, rolling in the blankets. We slept for an hour or two at the most, and at first, I had a moment of panic. I had just graduated high school and taking care of JD felt like caring for a baby. He was so innocent and unlearned because he hadn't been trained, so we worked on house breaking and developing a schedule, and soon we fell into one another's patterns and schedules.

On his second night, he slept in a crate. We crated JD for a few months so that he would get used to sleeping at certain hours and learning when to relax for quiet time. He hadn't gone to the bathroom since he arrived, due to his nerves, so he left a messy present in his cage. When I woke up and turned to the crate to let him out, he had little smudges of poop all over his fur. It sounds completely gross and the poor little fellow looked mortified, as though he expected me to yell. Instead, I couldn't help but to laugh. He looked so sweet and confused with his big, brown eyes and his apologetic frown. I scooped him up, gave him his first bath, and after that he never had an accident again because he learned to tell me when he had to go. This memory always makes me laugh, especially when I think of how well behaved and mature he is now.
3 years ago I met a little man who changed my life. He now sits by my side, glancing at me from time to time as he dozes in and out of sleep. I can't help but to feel lucky every time I feel that wet, little nose against my cheek.

We are so glad that you stopped in to read all about JD's anniversary and his first days in my life. How were your first days with new pets? Tell us your stories in our comments box. We would love to read them!

x's & o's

10 comments:

Miss Tallulah Porkchop said...

Happy anniversary JD. :)

Yoda, Brutus & Ellie said...

Happy Gotcha Day JD!! We are so glad that you have found such a wonderful furever home :)

Pugs & Kisses,

Yoda, Brutus & Ellie

Minnie and Mack said...

We love your story, JD!

Drools and licks,
Minnie and Mack

PeeS: our story is not very exciting...

Bailey said...

Happy Anniversary JD. I am so glad you found such an understanding and loving home.

-Katy & Bailey

Megs said...

Sounds very similar to my story with Percy Pug. I got him as a rescue because he's not good with kids. His name had been "Tater Bug", but he is this majestic brave dog, so i thought Sir Percival suited him much better. January 2012 will be our 3 year anniversary together, and I'm pretty sure that both he and I can agree that we dont know how we ever lived without each other =3.

Sequoia & Petunia & Emma said...

Happy anniversary JD! What a cute story. We got Sequoia in a Nor'Easter storm and she just 9 weeks old and so scared of the rain. To this day I don't blame her I am sure that day has stuck in her little puggy brain.

Tweedles -- that's me said...

Oh JD.. I loved your story...
I am so happy for you.. that you found love in your mommas heart.. ,, and that your momma found love....in your heart..
and that you are our friend!
Happy anniversary
love
tweedles

Rae said...

i have had three first days with pugs, and they were all pretty much the same. ours are all older rescues so usually i have picked them up (from the pound), taken them on a petsmart shopping spree (mostly to buy tons of cute martha stewart pet stuff) and get their new tags and then we go home and they fall asleep for the rest of the day. we hadn't planned on pugs when we started looking for dogs but now we are hooked.

Archie and Melissa said...

happy happy anniversary JD!
you are the luckiest pug to have your amazing mom jessica!
we love you!
xoxox a & m

Ellen said...

JD is one lucky pug! I also adopted my Peyton at around the same age - he was just 6 months old and his previous family just didn't have the time to spend with him so he spent a lot of time in a crate. He will be 3 next week! Pug Hugs, Ellen