One of our clients has a dog named Carly. She is a yellow lab mix, about six or seven years old now. When we first met Carly, she and her owners were living in a one-bedroom apartment in the 4S Ranch area, awaiting the completion of their new home. It was really cramped in the apartment and there was barely room for Carly. But, she was always so good when we came to visit her and take her for her walk while her owners were out of town. She never chewed up anything or made a mess. She was always delighted to see us. We assumed it was because we were giving her a break from her tiny confines.
Eventually, they all moved into their new home. We went over to see them and pick up the new key. When we arrived, Carly’s owner opened the front door and Carly came bounding out to greet us, running in circles around us. Suddenly, she stopped and ran into the house. As we reached the front door, she came from the back of the house, dragging a stuffed toy dog, nearly as big as she was. She brought it to us, shaking it as she came and dropped it at our feet. She wanted to share her new toy and home. She was so happy to have room to finally run around in.
We still see Carly periodically. She is still just as happy to see us as she was when she lived in the apartment. She is just one happy dog. And we love her.
