|Lazar, the day we brought her home - 1980|
So, I'll have to save the BDS post for another time because it struck me that Lazar had a sort of Abby/Rita quality to her. She's got Abby's long and lean body type, and Rita's shepherdy looks.
|Lazar, Abby & Rita: my shelter girls - beauties, all!|
Lazar (named after a minor character in Fiddler on the Roof, which my sis was in in high school) was a very sweet girl! Like her angel sisters, she hated having a bath:
|Lazar sitting on the edge of the tub. (Rita makes this exact same face.)|
She also had the life-size version:
|Nom nom nom. I love my tire.|
As I mentioned above, we had a beagle before Lazar. Barney was a fabulous dog. When he died, we were all devastated. So when the local shelter ran an ad in the paper listing a beagle, my parents sent me and my one sis down to check her out. (You could not have picked two worse family members for this assignment. Of course we were going to come home with a dog. Possibly ALL of the dogs.) This was back in the day when there was no internet, so you couldn't check the dogs out online first. If you wanted to see them - you went to see them.
We got there and asked to see the beagle, so the gal took us back to all the kennels. Lazar was cowering in the back of her cage barking at us - and, as you've already surmised from her photos, looking nothing like a beagle. I have to admit, I was a little afraid of her at first. But when the gal that worked there walked in to the cage, Lazar was all sweetness and kisses and waggy tail. Our hearts melted, and she came home with us.
So, we were sent to bring home another beagle, and we came home with our little shepherd-mutt looking thing. Not quite as much of a case of "mistaken identity" as Thursday's post - but one with a happier ending.
She was a great dog. Who was your first shelter love? Maybe your next love is out there waiting for you??