So I still need to go back and edit my last post, because it reads horribly. Anyhow, on with the show. The next dog we adopted was a beautiful little pit bull named Rhett. We were originally looking at another dog at the Friendswood Animal Shelter named Fred. He seemed like he had the energy to match Peter and a good nature to boot. But when we called, Fred had already been adopted (thank God, as the shelter was full and he was next on the kill list). The lady in charge told me they had another dog I might want to check out. So, October 4th, 2011 (our second anniversary) we got in the car and headed over there. Peter came with us so we could see how he would get along with another dog. They brought Rhett out, this stocky little bully dog. He must have been tired, because he seemed a bit uninterested in Peter. We walked them around together. They seemed to acknowledge the other one, but not much else. Rhett was such a calm dog. My husband and I talked it over, and we decided to take Rhett home with us that night. It took a few days for them to get used to each other.
We don't know much about Rhett's past. We know he's around the same age as Peter. He must have been around some people in the past, as he knows how to sit and shake. At first he was very protective of his food. He would growl if Peter came near it. (We hoped with time and adjustment that this would go away, and it has. Only rarely will Rhett give a little growl if Peter seems like he wants to take something away from Rhett, which is totally natural.) He had been found roaming around the streets of Friendswood, and was picked up in the rain near the high school and brought to the shelter. These are some pics that the photographer who volunteers with the shelter took of our boy:
Rhett and Peter are now best friends and totally inseparable. Rhett loves to play outside with a rope or soccer ball, and Peter joins in the game too. He and Peter wrestle and play tug-of-war, and Rhett loves to go outside and bask in the sun while chewing on a big bone. The little guy (50 lbs) is also extremely strong. He can jump onto our kitchen counters! He also routinely jumps over the doggie gate we have that separates the kitchen from the living room.
He can be a bit skittish and scared of some things, but we always try to reassure him that he is ok. When he thinks he is in trouble or that we're mad at him, he tilts his head and raises his paw and his ears fall down as if to say, "Sorry mommy. But look how cute I am! You can't stay mad at me!" He and Peter are the perfect match. They wear each other out and love to be in each other's company. I'll post some funny videos and more pics soon, as well as some info about our new addition, a little kitten named Tux!
