Tigger Tiger Cobb.

For those who have asked, here’s a bit more info about our journey to Tigger.

Sarah has been asking/begging for a dog for quite some time. We told her there was no way, no how that was going to happen. And we were serious. But then somewhere between Elba and Montgomery on our drive back from our Thanksgiving beach trip, we had a change of heart. The kids were snoozing in the backseat and Brent and I were reflecting on what darn good kids we have (most of the time). There was that unspoken nudge that’s often in the air these days…you know, the one that says “you have a dozen years left, then they’re grown.” I turned to Brent and said, “how much of a ‘no’ are you about the dog?” and I saw his resolve crumble as quickly as mine did.

We decided to meet on Thursday for a lunch date at the humane society. “Just to look”, we said. Ha. Have you ever “just looked” at an animal shelter? Try it sometime and let me know how it turns out.

Because here’s how it turned out for us…

But I digress.

We met at the humane society and asked if they had any small, hypo-allergenic(ish) dogs. They didn’t, although they did have one schnauzer mix with some seriously sad looking eyes. So we headed to the bonding room with him “just to look”. But we weren’t the only ones just looking. That pup with the sad looking eyes took one glance at us and decided he’d rather be at the shelter than with a couple of reluctant dog amateurs. He couldn’t claw his way out of the bonding room fast enough. No pets, no rubs…not even a lick. He was out.

So we headed back to the front where we were told that Huntsville Animal Services was right around the corner and they had dogs too, we should check it out. As we took a stroll up and down their bays it was obvious these were some serious dogs doing serious time. Big dogs. Big teeth. Big barks. I gave Brent a look that meant I was one second from pulling the plug on this whole dog business. But then, as I gave my hypo-allergenic plea to an employee there she said, “well we do have one poodle mix in the back but it’s his last day here. He’s been here too long.”

What? WHAT?!

I almost took him sight unseen (well played animal services worker, well played) but then she said he was going to a foster home, not the big doggie shelter up in the sky. So we asked to see him. She carried him in, arms and pup straight out in front of her, announcing that he stunk of pee. Awesome. Let me take that one home. Then she rattled off his stats, “owner surrender, friendly, doesn’t lift his leg in the house…” as he peed all over the wall as if on cue. Awesome again. Please let me take that one home.

But then an amazing thing happened. Y’all, I fell in love with this dog. This dog. (If you know me, this is a very, very confusing statement.)

He rolled right over for us to scratch his tummy and then he snuggled right up to us. He clearly loved being loved. He pranced around the room sniffing and searching, but he always came back to us for more snuggles. He was a clearly a Cobb. And his name was Tigger. I mean, Eeyore, no thank you. But Tigger? Tigger is totally my speed. Not to mention my mascot’s breed. We were sold.

We told Animals Services to bathe him, bill us and have him ready at 4 o’clock.

And I’m happy to report that Tigger Tiger Cobb could not be a more perfect addition to our family. He’s friendly, he doesn’t lift his leg in the house, and these owners have no plans to surrender him. Ever.

I’m in love.

With a dog.

nickiDecember 12, 2013 - 8:00 pm

You know what dog lovers we are…I am SO happy you have come to the dark side :). You will never go back. Lucky Tigger. BTW, the video was priceless. E asking over and over again if you were going to keep him, so sweet. Your hubby’s southern accent was pretty sweet too :).

nickiDecember 12, 2013 - 8:02 pm

One more thing, rescue dogs are the most loyal because I swear they know you saved them!!! 🙂 I cant wait to see what Tigger gets for Christmas. 🙂

Jessica WDecember 13, 2013 - 9:18 am

I had to laugh at your ‘just to look’ comment. A couple months after my FIL passed away, my MIL came to visit. Surprise! – we took her to an animal shelter to pick out a dog. Well, there is always a ‘second place’ dog – one we spent a lot of time with, but ultimately she decided on another dog. 2 days went by for my husband and I…and, we headed back to bring Miss Second Place home with us. We already had 2 dogs. Yeah.
And, it is some sort of act of fate that his name was already Tigger!

AddieDecember 13, 2013 - 9:47 am

Aww love this story! We’ve always had dogs but are going to the shelter this weekend to get our first cat! What’s better than animal snuggles at the holidays?!!

Juli PDecember 13, 2013 - 12:59 pm

Love it! I can’t go to the animal shelter just for that reason! I’d be the dog lady…..
Tigger is a lucky dog!

Margie DuerrDecember 13, 2013 - 8:27 pm

Yay!!! Yay!!! Yay!!! You adopted a new family member!! I am so incredibly happy for your family!! I have followed your blog for ages. I’m on the board of directors for our local humane society, and I’m a photographer who loves your work and your Clean Color actions. Thank you for rescuing a shelter pet!! You’ll find very soon….that he has rescued you. XOXOXOX

christi in maDecember 30, 2013 - 10:59 am

Welcome to dog ownership! I was never a dog person until I met my husband. He came with two poodles. A toy and a mini. They are great dogs. Very smart and cuddly and loyal. And pretty low maintenance too.

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