Leila-dog’s Story

Let me preface this by saying, I am a poster child for the incorrect way to adopt a dog.

Fortunately for me (and Leila), it all worked out in our favour.

In August of 2009, I began the search for a fuzzy companion. I scoured rescue organization’s websites until I found “the one”. Her name was Suga and she was described as a sweetie; housetrained and great with people and other dogs. She was also spayed and up-to-date with her shots. And, of course her adorable photo won me over:


I contacted the local rescue organization through which she was listed and was overjoyed to find out she was still looking for her forever home. There was one little detail though – she was actually in Georgia. Apparently, dog rescues in the southern States were flying dogs up to Canada because their shelters were overcrowded and the dogs had a better chance of adoption north of the border. The shelter where Suga was residing had found her, along with her litter of puppies, in a high-kill shelter and promptly got them out. All of her puppies had been adopted by the time I found Suga.

I knew immediately that I needed to have her.

Since she arrived in September 2009, Leila has been my constant companion. She was there when I was single and living alone; she’s my running / hiking partner; she accompanies me on weekend trips to my family farm and to the mountains…I even took her with me when I moved to New Zealand!



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