When I was considering Dixie (and other dogs) for adoption, I’d read as much as I could about them on the shelter’s website (Chicago Canine Rescue), PetFinder, and Petango. One thing I found a bit surprising is it listed Dixie as not spayed. The subject obviously came up during the adoption process. Dixie was originally relinquished to the city “pound” (Chicago Animal Care and Control). Chicago Canine Rescue transferred her to their shelter when her time was coming to an end, on February 14. Dixie had I adopted her on March 14.
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When I met Dixie, I thought she loved everyone and everything. She seemed very easy going. She was one of the VERY few dogs at the shelter that wasn’t barking. (I don’t blame them, it’s a stressful environment no matter how wonderful the facilities and volunteers are. One dog barks, others join in.) She didn’t react to any of the people, dogs, or other things we encountered on our walks from the shelter around that neighborhood. In fact, the first time I met her was when a volunteer carried her out and put her into my arms. I saw Dixie make a couple half-hearted “woofs” one time when all the other dogs were barking and I was part of a “walk through” of the shelter. The day I adopted her, she did bark at a woman entering the shelter as we were “checking out”. All in all, though, she seemed pretty relaxed.
Dixie seems to really like riding in the car. I have a friend whose dog dislikes getting in the car, and I’ve always felt bad for her. It’s nice to have a dog hop up willingly into a vehicle without protest. None of my cats seemed to like riding in the car. However, I can’t blame them. The car never meant “good things” to my cats – it meant going to the vet, or moving. For Dixie, the car can mean going to the park! or obedience class! or the vet! an adventure! Some of the adventures turn out to be adventures she wish she hadn’t had, but getting into the car means possibility!