This is a letter written to Theron Humphrey, a photographer and owner of Maddie The Coonhound. We are big fans of his work and are crossing our paws he and Maddie can meet Sage & Simon when they come to San Francisco in September.
Since I wasn't sure how much I could write to you on the 'sign up' page on whywerescue.com, I'm posting this letter on a blog we started when we moved cross country from Charlotte, North Carolina to San Francisco, California last June. The pups and I lived away from Matt for almost 6 months prior to our move and without them, I don't think I could have done it.
We had never driven cross country before (just the half country several times) and definitely got the itch. I tried to convince my husband we should just keep going and keep blogging, but he had to get back to his job. I see you've made it work, so thanks for giving me something to point to as an example.
Why We Rescue speaks to us because have two rescues ourselves. We like to think we rescued Sage (our lab mix) and adopted Simon (our pointer terrier mix) since the Richmond SPCA actually did the rescuing. The point is: they're not pure bred dogs like the ones I always had growing up, but they are full of all that is pure about having a companion. They have changed our lives and are truly our best friends. You know what we mean.
This year Sage and Simon are both turning 10 years old. And we would be honored if they were included in your Why We Rescue project. Also, when you come to San Francisco in September, we'd love to show you our favorite spots to let dogs be dogs. Sage and Simon are great hosts! We've tried out just about every beach and hike in the Bay Area, and we know all of the best spots for both photography and fun.
Sage's story starts in 2002 when Matt and I moved from Dallas, Texas to Richmond, Virginia. I had never left my home state and wasn't exactly sure where Richmond was located. But Matt promised I could get a dog and that pretty much got me packing.
On one exploration to Charlottesville, Virginia, Matt and I got lost in the mountains south of town. Along one of the twists up the mountain, we happened upon a shack - a dilapidated house with a few beat up old cars out front with tarps on top of them, and I saw 8 puppies running around the yard.
I got out of the car and attempted to walk up to the front door to ask about the pups. They were jumping all over me and I knocked on the door.
A man cracked the door enough to stick his head out and give me a look that made my heart stop for a second. Maybe I shouldn't have knocked?
I asked if he was selling the puppies. He said "just take one" and slammed the door. I looked down at them all jumping and pawing at my legs and there was one sitting on the dirt with drops of black oil on her forehead. She had green eyes. That was the one I wanted.
As I made my way back to our car, the man came out of the house with his teenage son and an older male dog that looked to be the puppies' father. I don't remember our exact conversation, but I remember asking him where the mother dog was and they looked at each other and laughed a bit. I showed him which dog I wanted, just to make sure it was still ok to take one and he asked, "Who L.B.?" When I asked what L.B. meant, he laughed and said "Little Bitch. The one you want looks just like her Mama."
Again, we'd love to help you spread the love of rescuing in any way we can. We have no doubt we make incredible ambassadors.
Safe travels to you and Maddie and all the best for a fantastic tour,
KK & Matt (Sage & Simon)