On the weekend of August 22, my boyfriend Shawn and I fostered a Pitbull named Cowboy Charlie from The Center for Animal Rescue and Adoption. The Center was hosting a huge adoptathon event to celebrate No More Homeless Animals Day that weekend. Since Cowboy stays at a boarding facility that is closed on Sunday, he stayed with us in order to participate in the adoption event. Now I have never met an animal that I didn’t like, but Cowboy was different than all the rest. Without going into every detail about our weekend together, I will highlight some of the best parts of the experience:
When I picked Cowboy up from the place where he was staying, he trotted out to greet me, tail wagging. I took him by the leash, and within the short span of our introduction, he was ready and willing to go wherever I was taking him. He sat in the back seat of my car with his ears perked and tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth.
We arrived at my house to pick up our two dogs, Drake and Maya, for a trip to the dog park. Cowboy stood politely in the doorway and allowed my dogs to sniff him all over, rudely put their paws on his face, and run around him whining like little maniacs.
At the dog park, Cowboy played with every dog that would let him, and he surprised everyone with how gentle he was for a dog his size. On the way home, he put his entire mouth around the air conditioning vent on the car console and tried to swallow the cold air (This was absolutely the moment that I fell in love with him. He was so hot and tired, and he figured out a great way to cool down!)
The next day at the event, he sat by whomever was holding his leash and wagged his tail when people came up to pet him.He didn’t bark the entire time he was with me. Even at the event when there were maybe 30 dogs and 50 cats all in the same room, he stayed his calm self and tried to find people to scratch his butt.
Cowboy slept on the floor next to my bed. He snored. That’s the only negative thing that I can think of. And it was so cute, that I didn’t mind at all. He was so tuckered out and content.
To some people, they might see Cowboy’s breed and epilepsy as character flaws, but he is just as kind and gentle as any dog, and he loves to gobble his medicine down with his food in the morning and evening like a good boy. We are so happy to have met him and gotten to know him. Hopefully soon, someone will be lucky enough to have that pleasure.
