Free to a good home...Schnauzer
(Flowery Branch, GA)
Charlie had been abandoned outside on a HOT summer Georgia Day in front of petsmart. His attitude towards people in general was NOT good from fear most likely. The gal that found him called her friend to see if she could keep him on her farm for a bit. If not animal control would have put him down most likely.
6 months later, Jan. 2007, I was sitting in my kitchen and my deceased Schnauzer came to visit. Look in the paper, he said. I said, we are not ready for another dog just yet. (he had only been gone 2 months) He said DO IT NOW!. So I looked and there was an ad ... Free to a good home, Schnauzer.
I called her and asked a few questions, she said at least I knew what a schnauzer was. why was she giving him away? because she had a new baby, 2 and 4 yr old and her hubby had 3 large dogs... and it was just too much. I talked to my husband and we agreed to meet this 13 pound schnauzer. (had heartworm which we had taken care of)
However the phone rang busy for 3 more days. Finally it said.. the dog is gone. So I left a message... if you find another rescue please let us know. She called back immediately and said he was still there and we arranged to meet in a park the next day.
There he was... a little dog in an ugly red sweater prancing like he was royalty. We got out and met him (and unbeknown to me... Andy gave him a treat) On the ride home with him in my lap, I moved in to give Charlie a kiss.. growls. Oh he must not have meant that.. moved in again.. louder growls. OH!
Turns out he must have been abused by a woman because unless it thundered out, He was ALL Daddy's dog. And he barked at any woman he met for the longest time. Not only that but when a few months later Andy was away for a weekend, Charlie refused to eat. So never again was he left by his daddy.. Never over nite. If we were to go somewhere, if Charlie couldn't come, Andy didn't go. Suited Charlie (a name someone else gave him) just fine.
Two years later and until last week (May 29, 2013) he was my love also. What a character!! he could talk, and when my husband lost his hearing (not quite all of it) Charlie would bark to get his attention which he rarely did in our house ... and he learned to come to me to tell Daddy it was time to go out.
Oh and if Andy was in the cupboard to get one of his English cookies Charlie was RIGHT there. Andy said his biscometer was on. (English cookies are called Biscuits. ) Charlie always got a little bite.
My husband rolls his cigarettes. What did that mean to Charlie? IT MUST BE TIME to go out. And he stood at attention waiting to go with him outside. And he always reminded us
1. if we forgot to give him his treat for being a good boy outside and
2. that 6 pm was dinner time.
What a love and he is greatly missed.