When I First Met My Dog


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When I first met my dog, it was a crisp autumn afternoon. I had been thinking about adopting for months, and the local shelter’s open house seemed like the perfect opportunity. The shelter was bustling with families, volunteers, and, of course, dogs of all shapes and sizes.

As I walked past rows of wagging tails and hopeful eyes, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. Then, in the corner, I saw him. A small, scruffy dog with big brown eyes that seemed to speak volumes. He wasn’t barking or jumping like the others. Instead, he sat quietly, watching everything with a calm, curious expression.

Our eyes met, and something clicked. I knelt down and reached my hand through the bars of his kennel. He sniffed it cautiously before giving it a gentle lick. A volunteer noticed our interaction and smiled. “That’s Buddy,” she said. “He’s a bit shy but very sweet once he warms up to you.”

When I First Met My Dog

I spent the next hour with Buddy in a small playroom. He was hesitant at first, but soon, he started to relax. He cautiously sniffed around, occasionally looking back at me as if to make sure I was still there. I found a squeaky toy in the corner and tossed it gently. To my delight, Buddy’s eyes lit up, and he scampered over to retrieve it, his tail wagging furiously.

By the time the visit was over, I knew Buddy was coming home with me. The adoption process was straightforward, and soon, I was driving home with Buddy beside me, his nose pressed against the window, taking in the new sights and smells.

That first night, Buddy curled up at the foot of my bed, and I knew I had found a loyal friend. Over the following weeks, we explored parks, learned new tricks, and discovered a shared love for long walks and quiet evenings. Buddy’s initial shyness melted away, revealing a playful, affectionate companion.

Meeting Buddy was the start of a beautiful journey. His trust and loyalty have brought so much joy to my life, and every day, I’m grateful for that fateful autumn afternoon when I first met my best friend.

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