Last January, in the tear-filled weeks following the horrible attack at Sandy Hook Elementary School, we decided to donate a copy of “Roxy’s Forever Home” to all Sandy Hook students. Many of our friends donated books, which were all dedicated and signed. We talked several times with school staff, choosing a date for Roxy to bring some therapy to Newtown, as many other therapy dogs had.
But this fall, it was decided that the students had lost too much instructional time. And the town was simply overwhelmed by donations.
So just yesterday, after talking with the principal of Sanchez Elementary School in Hartford, we made the choice to give the books to all of Sanchez’s first, second and third-graders in celebration of Three Kings Day in a few weeks. We can’t wait.
Since this anniversary is marked by both sadness and hope, it seems fitting that Roxy’s love and comfort will now be shared with children who, while not in the same situation, can certainly appreciate the importance of a secure home and caring for others.
Seeing as I’m a Little Brown Dog, unaffiliated with any sort of organized religion, I was happy to start my day today with a visit to the Quaker Meetinghouse in West Hartford. Of course, I know nothing about religion, other than the fact that God spelled backwards is dog.
But this place was great. They’re all about silence. Honestly, sometimes I forget I even have the ability to bark. Occasionally I howl at my boyfriend, Panda, across the street, but I’m generally a quiet dog.
Not only are the Quakers quiet and peaceful, they have soup rather than coffee after they’re done thinking about stuff. So smart! While my mom blabbed on about rescue dogs and signed books, some nice kids fed me beef stew and bread.
So here I am, after a long day of being peaceful and cute, sitting by the fire, being as peaceful and cute as I can possibly be. If only I could get a little more of that beef stew …
They named me Mick Jagger yesterday. Crazy kids.
Maybe Mickey would be better. Or maybe something really tough and masculine like Jake or Bud.
I’m one of five puppies who came north yesterday from Tennessee. My four sisters — here for less than a weekend — are all pretty much adopted. (Okay, one is being fostered with the possibility of adopting, but we all know how that usually turns out.)
So, why me? Why am I the only one left?
Clearly, I’m cute. I get along with everybody. I don’t even care what you call me.
But please, call me.
For information on adopting Mick Jagger please email firstname.lastname@example.org.
While Roxy has had quite a week (letting 800 children pet her and tell her how cute she is) I’ve had a very busy time myself.
After months of waiting, I’ve finally gotten my paws on these slippers. After I chewed her first and second pairs, my mom and kept hiding this third pair from me. But because of all of her author visits this week (hello, kids from Enfield and Southington!), she let down her guard.
I think she’ll love what I’ve done with them. They’ve now got lots of ventilation — perfect for this warmer weather.
And just this morning, I helped her with some gardening. I’m apparently really good at rototilling. Just think of what I could do for the vegetable garden …
I know what you’re thinking. I totally look like Roxy Pelham. Same cute white paws, same expressive brown eyes.
But there’s a big difference between us two brown girls. While Roxy lives in a nice, warm house with a family and comfy places to nap, I live in the Waterbury Dog Pound. The lady who takes care of us here is great, and so are the other dogs who live here.
But what I’d really like is a set-up like Roxy has. I don’t need anything fancy, but I sure would love to cuddle on somebody’s couch and maybe go for a walk. I’m just a year old and have so much to offer. I saw Roxy’s mom today, and I tried to let her know how much I want to go home.
If you’re thinking about adopting a dog, please think about adopting a dog who really needs a home. Like me.
Contact Roz at the Waterbury Dog Pound for more information: 203-574-6909.
Thousands of little hands have hugged and petted my little brown therapy dog this school year during author visits for my children’s book. She’s turned around quite a few bad days for some kids who just needed some unconditional love. It’s amazing how powerful and soothing a dog can be.
Little Roxy will share her love in September with the students of Sandy Hook Elementary School. We’ve finally set a date with the school are donating a copy of “Roxy’s Forever Home” to each of the students, and several friends have already purchased copies to donate.
If you’d like to donate a book, please send a check for $18 (or any amount) to Roxy’s Forever Home, PO Box 1082, Farmington, CT 06034. The Husband — who understands math in a way normal humans do not — assures me that we will not make any money from these book sales, and that all donations will go just toward the books.
All eight of us puppies who came to Connecticut last week have been adopted! We are so happy!
We have new names, which is fine with us, since we only had our other names for a week and never quite got around to learning them. You wouldn’t believe how great our new families are! Some have kids, some do not, but all of the families have one thing in common: They’re awesome enough to open their homes to a rescue puppy who might not otherwise have such a great life.
We will totally miss our foster families. They gave us a great start — some of us are even potty trained! But most importantly, they gave us a chance. Without them, we wouldn’t be where we are now: Cozy, safe and loved.
We sure have taken the town by storm! All eight of us have had a great week here in Farmington. Can you believe it’s only been a week?
After our welcoming party last Friday, we went to three different foster families. But we’ve gotten together a bunch of times to pee on the floor. We visited kids at Noah Wallace School and at Westwoods Upper Elementary School, where we “helped” make dog biscuits the kids will sell to benefit dog rescue.
We went to Bows & Bandanas and got the royal spa treatment — shampoo, conditioning, nails, ears — the works! Plus, the nice people there groomed our friend Bella, a grown-up dog who rode in the Suburban with us from Tennessee to find her own forever home.
Speaking of forever homes, four of us have already been adopted! You love us! You really love us!
But the big event is tomorrow! We’re having an adoption event on Saturday from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. at Green Dog Market, 784 Farmington Ave. Even if you’ve just heard about us and want to meet us, come by. We’re incredibly squishy and cuddly, so be prepared to fall in love.
Photo credit: AB Borreil
I know all the attention has been on the puppies, and that’s fine with me. I’m more of the quiet type anyway.
I am five years old, and my humans in Georgia decided they didn’t have time for me anymore. It sure is sad, but I’m glad that my rescue hero, Melissa, came to save me and sent me to Connecticut in the crazy red Suburban. I sat on a nice little boy’s lap for all 14 hours of the trip.
My rescuers have spent lots of time brushing me, because I hadn’t been brushed for a long time. This week I’m going to this place called Bows & Bandanas to get a professional grooming so everyone can see how pretty I really am. The great people there offered to groom the puppies for free, and when they heard I was coming to town they said I could come, too.
If you’d like to be a rescue hero by adopting me, please contact email@example.com.
Roxy and I were crazy-excited to see the mom lady and our boys come home after being in Tennessee for a whole week. We love to sniff them when they walk in the door to see where they’ve been. We sniffed them forever because they smelled like puppies!
The big red Suburban carried all eight of those puppies home to Connecticut, and now they’re all staying at different foster homes. I can’t wait to meet them. I bet they’ll all find forever homes really fast, since everyone keeps saying how cute they are.
The mom lady seems like she missed us, too. All I want to do is sit on her lap and give her kisses while she presses the buttons on her laptop. She said her plan for today is hot yoga, wine and sushi. Even though the yoga means she’ll be gone for a while, Roxy and I love how she smells when she comes back.
We’ll keep you posted on how the puppies are doing. Which do you think is the cutest?