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Buck A Southern Dog Finds a Home Up North
Buck (on left) chilling out with his four legged family. I am Chris Koch and my husband and I live in Riviera Beach, MD. About 1 year ago, I came down from Maryland with my Greater Swiss Mountain Dog, Kalea, to adopt a playmate for her. My niece, Caitlin Sullivan, volunteers at your shelter and had a dog in mind for us. That didn't work out, and instead we met Buck. He and Kalea played and played and he came home with us. He is a wonderful dog. He has gotten along with any other dogs who have visited or stayed. He got past being crated very quickly and has his own bed in our room and the family room. It took him awhile to sleep on a dog bed. As you can see in the one picture, he doesn't always stay on his bed. There is a large fenced yard to play in. He is affectionate and follows us around the house. He usually comes when called, but at times he does have situational deafness- you know- when it's time to come in and he doesn't want to. He looks around as if to say "is someone calling me?". We waited until it snowed so we could take some pictures of our "Southern Pup" in his first snow. The Swissies think snow is a buffet and he seemed to go right along with that idea. He is a part of our home and our hearts. By the way, you can't really see it well, but he is wearing an ECU Pirates dog collar- given to him by my niece, Catie. She did the TV spots for several cats that were up for adoption and maybe did a dog or two. In my household, Buck is the smallest dog. I usually have 1 or 2 Greater Swiss Mountain Dogs. He can hold is own in a good play time. He was advertised as a "Bernese Mix". The dear boy has not one drop of Bernese in him. We figure he has some spaniel and a little chow (the black on the tongue gave that away). We tell everyone that he is a North Carolina Black Spaniel and they nod and act like they recognize the breed. We have always had Swissies and a "Rescue" Dog. I didn't realize, until Catie told me, that black dogs, especially larger ones, have a harder time being adopted. How very sad. One doesn't trip over larger dogs and when you want to hug, you've got something to hang on to. I am actually more fond of black and darker dogs. They have a aura of the exotic to them. The Shelter was so well run and the people I met working there were very friendly. They probably weren't used to people driving 5 hours, getting a dog and leaving. We were on a mission, spurred on by my niece. The mission was successful and we and Buck are very fortunate. Chris Koch
Buck found something of interest in the snow. Go Pirates!
Buck exhibiting his situational deafness- you know- when it's time to come in and he doesn't want to!
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