Belated Gotcha Day for Chase

A few weeks ago marked two years since we adopted Chase.  I had always wanted a Sheltie, so we contacted the Spokane Sheltie Rescue and got in touch with Pat.  Once she ascertained we would be fine owners for a Sheltie, the process began.  We talked to them for a long time for a 9 year old female Sheltie that the owner had to give up, but that fell through as the owner was not responsive to phone calls from the rescue group.  Then she heard about a 5 year old male Sheltie, who seemed like a better fit for our family.

Looking sheepish in one of his favorite spots

He is a mama's boy

This dog was given to a vet's office in Idaho and the office was simply told to put him down.  Luckily, this vet did not kill dogs simply because they were told, and accepted him to put to rescue.  They did several tests with him, and could not find a mean bone in his body.  They contacted the Sheltie Rescue and we agreed to meet him.

FRISBEE!!!!

And he always carries home his spoil of war

So on a Monday night we headed to the Idaho border and met Chase.  We were warned that like all Shelties, he might be a bit standoffish at first, but that didn't happen.  He took to us right away and we played fetch and rubbed his belly.  That night, we brought him home.  We couldn't have asked for a better dog and we are so happy he came in our life.

He even lets us do this...briefly

He does sometime wonder why we made him a big brother to twin terrors

"Take it, I dare you, young grasshopper"