Hello world!

Okay.  Apparently this is my first post.  🙂  This blog is dedicated to my 3-legged friend, Tripod.  My husband, Peter, and I adopted Tripod at the end of February 2011.  Let me tell you her story.

In the beginning of February of this year, our local Animal Control picked up Tripod as a stray in Virginia Beach.  She was barely 35 pounds and really skinny.  They didn’t know anything about her except that she had 3 legs.

They thought she was a pharaoh hound/pit mix and is gues-timated at about 2 years old.  What the people at the AC did let us know was that whomever had her before us must have loved her very much because not only did the surgery take her leg, her entire shoulder and joint is gone (indicating an expensive surgery).

I would love to find out who owned this precious baby, but if given the choice of meeting them and giving her back, or keeping her, I would keep her hands down.

Another thing the people at AC told us is that typically 3-legged dogs “go quick”, like within 3 days of being publicly posted.  People have soft spots for tripawds (duh).  Fortunately for us, she was there for almost a month. We’re really lucky.

Tripod joins into my motley family.  There’s my husband, Peter, who’s in the Navy, my 14 year old Senegal Parrot, Sylvia, and me, Brittany.  I have no description because I do nothing with my life except take care of my kids (bird & dog).  Tripod and Sylvia aren’t the best of friends, but they will get along with each other when I’m sitting right there.  Tripod does have separation anxiety though, whenever Peter leaves.  She just gets so depressed and ends up laying around the house when he’s gone.  When I leave though, she’s just happy because she still has her daddy. 😀

Hopefully, there’ll be more later.  I just can’t type anymore.