Hello all! My name is Molly and I'm an Australian Cattle Dog, also known as a Red Heeler. I was adopted from an animal shelter in Oklahoma this past weekend. My new parents had come in hoping to find them a Golden Retriever. Them and another couple had shown up at the same time to look at all of us at the shelter. The other couple ended up taking the Boxer. (Boy did he bark loud and get happy at being let out of his cage!) My mom and dad kept looking at this Greyhound that was trying to choose them as her new family. They were going to adopt her, but the shelter was in the process of tracking down her family, and they figured it would be best if she went back to the people she knew. They saw two others that they liked, but they weren't up for adoption yet. They had seen me and liked me, but my tag said "hold", so they debated asking about me. They finally decided to ask and found out that I was being released from the hold that day. They let me out of my cage, played with me, then decided to take me. We went into the office to fill out a card and off we went. I was happy to be out of there! Dad said that I was released from jail. I will give kudos to the staff though for keeping our kennels clean and caring about us. My parents were very impressed with the lady working there. Mom said it must be a rewarding job when you get an animal adopted out, but a hard one when one has to be euthinized. My parents tried to get me to potty before we left, but I ran straight for the truck and jumped right in when dad opened the door. My parents had to stop at Walmart real quick to pick up some supplies becore heading home. I was not haapy at first at being left in the truck. They did let me out to potty, gave me some water, and left the windows down some for me though. I cried for a few minutes then just sat and waited patiently for them to get back. While we were at Walmart, we did run into the family that took the Boxer. He was still all smiles! My parents came out 15 minutes later, loaded down with stuff. They then had to run to Atwoods. Mom stayed in the car with me this time and we watched some man wreck his truck into a lightpost in the parkinglot. Dad came out with a few more things and gave me a toy duck and showed me a bed he got me. He also brought me more water. After that, we had one more stop at Carl's Jr. to grab a meal before we headed back to Kansas. My new parents were so surprised at how well I behaved in the truck. I laid down between them and slept for most of the ride. My first full day in my new home was Monday and dad stayed home because he wasn't feeling good. He did take me with him to feed his calf, then we played in a pasture, at home I chased this thing named Roomba, and I rode with him to get mom from work. Tuesday was one of mom's days off, so she started training me. She said I needed a few manners. Yesterday was the first day I had been left by myself for a few hours. Mom was very impressed when she got home. I didn't potty in the house and had only moved a box. I will admit, I figured out by Tuesday that I only potty outside. I'm not dumb you know! I also figured out sit by Wednesday. My parents are impressed at how smart I am. Now if only they would stop being so stubborn about me not sleeping on the bed with them. And they have the gall to call me stubborn?! Well, that's it for my first entry. I'll try to keep you updated at least once a week about my new life "out of jail".
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