I was raised with cows, horses, goats, dogs and a couple other species of animals. These creatures and our very large garden, taught me at a young age, about the time and energy involved in animal and garden care. I love plants, but choose to not commit the time to growing them. For many years that’s how I viewed animals. I love animals. I even eat a plant based diet because of my spiritual beliefs that acknowledges the sanctity of animals. Still I didn’t have the time needed to properly care for an animal.
When my children were no longer babies I finally decided I had the energy and resources required to care for a family dog. This is after years of our oldest child asking for a puppy.
My husband was shocked when my stance of no, no, never.. changed to, “ lets get a poodle.”
That is how Ringo came into our lives. We bought him from someone out of state. She claimed her poodles had service dog dispositions. Ringo was born in December and he came to us in April. We picked him up at the airport in the evening. When we opened the crate he was all legs. He looked more like a young horse then a dog. He quickly became part of our life. For the first few years our oldest was the person that slept with and helped care for him.