Sunday, June 27, 2010
Mr. Minchy Spampobello
We adopted Minchy on September 1, 2003. We'd moved to Ithaca in May 2003 and chose our apartment specifically so we could get a dog. By the time September rolled around, we were settled enough to start looking. We checked out the SPCA's website first (they were closed for Labor Day) and no one really appealed to us. We figured we would stop by when they opened the next day, but in the meantime, we thought we might check the "free to a good home" listings in the paper. There he was- beagle/ jack russell mix puppy.
But in spite of all that, we loved him completely and immediately, and we knew he had a good, smart boy inside him somewhere. He learned his name that first night we brought him home, as Brett ran into the store and frantically picked up the things we'd need for him (as we hadn't really planned on bringing a dog home that night) and I petted him in the car and repeated his name to him. Neither one of us had ever had a dog with problems like this. But it never even occurred to us to give up on him. Fortunately, a few months after we brought Minchy home, I got a job as fundraising director at our local SPCA, and I shared an office with our dog trainer. She helped us understand why he was doing the things he was doing and gave us great ideas for helping him getting over his fear that once we left, we would never come back. Kongs were an absolute lifesaver.
He was still a troublemaker. He was a terror when I took him to my grandmother's to visit. He did everything from shredding ornaments to pulling the branches off her artificial christmas tree, to jumping in bed with her.