I stayed in a kennel with a nice Labrador until my forever humans saw me on the rescue site. They had been thinking about adopting another small pup to keep Coco company, so arrangements were made for the rescue group to come and inspect our home and yard and then to do a play date with me and Coco at the house.
Coco and I got along very well so the rescue lady took momma's money and left me there with them. I ran all through the house crying and in a panic because I was so scared. The very next day, momma took me to the vet and even though the rescue group had given momma shot records the vet insisted that I have the shots done over or else they would not allow momma to join the health plan, so momma allowed them to re-do the shots and clean my teeth because they were so bad.
When the rescue group heard about me getting my shots over again, they threatened to come take me away from momma (they did remove my picture off of the "successful" adoption page - BOL.
So, here I was still a fairly young pup, afraid and as far as I was concerned, alone, again. I cried and shook and there was no consoling me. After two weeks momma told daddy that she thought they had made a mistake adopting me, because I was so unhappy, plus, I was piddling all over the place - BOL.
Within one month, I finally stopped shaking but would still cry if I was left alone. Someone had to always be in the house with me our I would panic. Luckily for me Coco took me under her paw and told me that she was the boss and as long as I left her cookies alone she would help me out. Since I am a stuffie pup, that arrangement worked out just fine.
Well that's enough about me for right now. I'll tell you more some other time.