My Adoption Story, a tradgedy (for both of us) is what brought us together.
Hi, Im new here, and thought I would share my story on how I came to adopt my chihuahua Karmellie. Heres a little background info first. My names Erin, Im 23. I have a rare bone condition called Osteogenesis Imperfecta. Basically that means brittle bones. I break bones very easily. In my life I have broken well over 350 bones, and have had 25 plus surgeries, and I am wheelchair bound. I have always loved dogs and always had dogs around. I especially have always loved chihuahuas. My first chihuahua, Zeke, we got when I was 14. He was supposed to be my dog, but he really loves my mom more than me, so hes mainly her dog now. I live in an apartment on my parents property and for a long time wanted to get a dog. Before that could happen someone dumped a cat and her 3 kittens on our property so i took them in, and finally after a few years found them all good homes, then i had my chance to get a dog, so in July of 2009, I found Chloe, and this is how my story begins...
Chloe was almost exactly what I wanted in a dog, small, cuddly, loveable, and playful, but there was one thing missing, she wasnt a chihuahua. Every time I imagined getting my first dog (well my first real dog that was my responsibility only), I always imagined it being a chi. Chloe was a Miniature Pinscher and I couldnt say no to her, so I took her home and we had a wonderful year and one month together. Then, August 10th of 2010, something awful happened. At this time I was injured with a broken leg, and I could not get up out of my bed and into my chair. Thankfully I have a lot of family and friends to help me, and a caregiver that works here everyday. So I had my friend put Chloe out on her leash we had set up outside, it was a very long cord so she could potty and run around some, she was only out there 10 minutes, and then from my window i noticed another dog in our yard, a Jack Russel that I have never seen before. I quickly asked my friend to go get Chloe because there was a strange dog here. She ran outside and I watched her from the window, and I saw her bend down and she was out there for a few minutes doing something, but I did not see Chloe at all and normally she would be so happy to greet someone, I immediatly started crying my eyes out. My friend came rushing in holding chloes lifeless body. She jumped in her car and drove to the vet, but there was nothing they could do, her heart stopped beating as the vet was listening to it. The dog that was here had scared her and she went to run from him but the cord somehow got wrapped around her belly and when she reached the end of the cord while running very fast it squeezed her, and the other dog was on top of her so she couldnt loosen it up. They said it was literally like she was crushed. I was devastated, I cried and cried to no end. Eventually as a couple of weeks went by, I wasnt just crying for the loss of Chloe, but also because I was so lonely without a dog. So I started looking around, I wasnt to serious about it because I was still grieving, and I wanted to take my time to find the perfect dog for me, even just looking for a dog, helped me get over the loss of companionship. Then my aunt got a call from her local humane society telling her they had some Chihuahua pups so she went to go look at them, with the idea of getting one for me. When she got there the pups were already gone, but they did have a two year old Chihuahua they called Karma. My Aunt immediatly fell in love with her, and started sending me pics and telling me all about her.
I wasnt to keen on this idea though! My aunt lived 4 hours away, and I was still recovering from my injury, so I could not go and check the dog out myself. And even though I have always loved chihuahuas, after having a miniature pinscher, and then losing her, I really wanted another mini-pin because I wanted a dog similar to Chloe. After a day of hard thinking, I decided that I would take Karma and try it out, I knew if I had problems, my aunt would either adopt her or take her back to the shelter. I didnt want to just keep her name as Karma, but I wanted it to be similar so I named her Karmellie. I was excited to meet her, and finally got to meet her September 5th. My excitement turned into worry immediatly upon meeting her. She didnt seem to like me or want to be around me at all. In fact the first three nights of having her, I had to let her stay with my mom because she did not like my apartment. Finally I kept her in here overnight, and by the next morning, we were inseperable. She is truly the best dog i could ask for, I cant imagine not having her in my life. The shelter she was at had found her abandoned on a busy road, they tried and tried to find the owner but no one answered their ads and no one came looking for her. They were sure someone would because she was such a nice dog, but no one did. And after they had her for awhile they realized that she was probably beat or overly scolded, because any time they tried to correct her in some way, or even if they were just moving around she would cower and look like she expected to be hit, and she still does this with me too. I cannot imagine someone beating or harming this sweet soul of a dog. After this adoption experience, I have vowed to only get rescue dogs from now on. She was at the shelter for a little over two weeks without being adopted, and was running out of time. I cant imagine this sweet of a dog being put down. Even though I was so devastated at the loss of Chloe, I know now that it happened for a reason, Karmellie needed me and I needed her, and we were meant to be together. Im so glad we found each other!