I can't believe it has been two years since Nova came into our lives. Two years since she was handed to me at a vets office as they warned me not to take her. Two years since her bony little body shivered in the back of my car crate and I put on gloves to get her out. Two years since we realized she was not adoptable, she was not a foster dog- she had landed in her forever home. Two years ago we wondered if she would ever stand up straight, if she would ever eat in front of us, if she would ever pick up a toy. Looking back on that time I'm not sure exactly what we were thinking was going to happen. Personally I did not have a lot of faith in what kind of dog she was going to turn into. I just knew that there was something about her that I knew deserved a chance, I knew Copley loved her immediately and more unconditionally than any dog he had ever met before and I knew she was family. Not even metaphorical family- she was found within a mile of where Kerri was dumped and other than her height they look identical so who knows?
I was worried about her, and worried she would never adjust to living inside with humans. I talked to our trainers and they helped, our vet came the house and had so much faith in her- maybe the most of anyone. Still, the first week we had her this was what we saw-
Then she started standing up and walking around so we expanded her world to this pen-
Where she made a best friend
Then relaxed just a little bit and celebrated her first Christmas inside with a family. She had a stocking and her Grandparents sent her gifts. More importantly to her she was warm, and safe and full
Then tail tucked, backed into a corner she started eating in front of us
Four months later she played with me for the first time- with that green bone.
Slowly but surely she made progress. Every day we worked on clicker tricks and she got more and more confident. Then one day she let me pet her. Just a little scratch under the chin. Then a little later she sat next to me on the couch. Then I pet her some more and before I knew it she was coming over to be pet every day. Finally one day about a month later she realized she was not just a feral dog, she was a chihuahua! And my lap has looked like this ever since-
With her nickname being changed from "Cheney" to "Snuggle Muffin" she celebrated her second Christmas with us.
She even had a Secret Santa-
Then she started taking fun trips to the park
She took her first vacation- where we broke down and everyone got a little bit hot
Next she graduated obedience class
And finally she is all snuggled up ready for her third Christmas as a member of our little family
Some things are still a struggle for Nova but every day she gets better, even now two years later. These days more often than not she is frolicking with her sister, cuddling on my lap or dropping all the toys in the house behind the couch. She knows many tricks and loves learning so much I have to hide the clicker when we are not using it. There is barely a trace of the scared little dog I brought home that first day. I am so grateful to be Nova's person, she has taught me so much as we worked together to turn this scared dog-
Into this silly, happy, smart and beautiful one! (Who is perhaps a little pushy when she wants to play with her sister)
So happy adoption day Nova! Also thank you to everyone with
A Home For Spot (who still know her as Tire Store Chihuahua) who helped trap her and get her to me, particularly Diana, who trusted me with the more difficult dogs like Nova. I am also forever grateful to my husband who slept on the ground in her pen for a month when she was too scared to go upstairs but unhappy when she was alone and loves her just as much as all our other dog even though she still wont let him pet her.
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