I’m Home! I’m Home!
Hi! My name is Federal Agent Chutsky, and I’m a very lucky boy. Not too long ago, I lived in a place with people who mistreated me. My whole first year of life was sad and stinky.
That isn’t the lucky part. Here’s the lucky part: DREAM (Dachshund Rescue, Education, Awareness and Mentoring) rescued me and brought me to a foster home where I made friends with other Dachshunds and got plenty of food and fresh water. And love, too! I wasn’t used to that, but I sure liked it. Here’s a picture of me with my wonderful foster mom, Karen. Thank you, Karen!
I was born with three deformed paws, and heartworms made me very sick. Foster mom Karen took really great care of me, though, and I started feeling better. I got to go to the Howl-O-Weenie Festival! (Please scroll down to find that post.)
The festival was fun, and I met a lot of nice people. And then….I saw her. Stephanie. She wasn’t alone. She had another Dachshund on a leash and he looked so happy and loved that I felt a little envious. Then a miracle happened! Stephanie looked at me, too! And she didn’t see my misshapen paws or the scars on my head. She saw me….and I knew, I just knew that she was meant to be my Forever Mom.
Stephanie asked to spend time with me, and I did my best to impress her with my gentleness and charming manner. I made friends with Special Agent McGee, the other Dachshund in her life. I wasn’t surprised at all when two weeks later Stephanie arrived at my foster mom’s to pick me up!
My new Dad named me Federal Agent Chutsky after a character in one of his favorite books, because he said I’m very strong to live through what I did and still be such a great dog. I like my name—Chutsky—and respond to it right away, because, you know—Federal Agent and all. Pretty impressive, huh? My brother McGee has a cool title, too, so we’re like a matched set.
In six months the doctor will check to make sure my heartworms are all gone, and I still need my microchip identification, but my Forever Mama and Daddy are handling all that stuff. They love me so much. Imagine that! And my new brother McGee accepted me into the pack right away. He seems to know I can’t walk as fast as he does, because he slows and waits for me so we can be together. Here’s a picture of me and my brother playing and wrestling, and another of us snoozing together after a fun trip to the park where we got to bask in the sun:
DREAM made my dreams come true. Not only was I rescued from a bad place, but DREAM cared for me until I could find my Forever Home and Family. Life is good.
It’s like I told you before. I’m a very lucky boy!
Happy to love and be loved—-
Federal Agent Chutsky
P.S. Interested in adopting a Dachshund or fostering a pooch waiting to find his Forever Home? Visit DREAM for more info.