My sweet, sweet boy…where to start? So much to say…First off, let me tell you a little bit about how you came to be our Knox. Me and B decided (ok, I begged, pleaded and convinced him) that it was finally time to get a dog… this was after my whole entire life of begging and pleading for a dog. The time finally came. We knew we wanted to adopt and rescue an animal in need of a home. We also knew, living in Baltimore, our city shelter was busting at the seams with pitbull type dogs. We did a little bit of googling, and decided as long as we were committed to being a responsible owner (as any dog owner should), why not? Let’s go rescue a pitbull. So off we went. We contacted MABB and met a few of their dogs. We decided it would be best to adopt a dog from a rescue instead of straight from the shelter since we wanted some background info and weren’t home during the daytime, so housebroken was important to us. All the dogs we met seemed perfect, on paper, but we just didn’t connect. We asked ourselves, “what’s wrong with us?! We’ve met some great dogs?! Great with kids, other dogs, running buddies…why don’t we love any of them?”
So off we went to BARCS, with the thought that if we didn’t love the dogs in foster already, going to meet these wild, pent-up dogs with no manners and tons of energy, may convince us otherwise. So we walked through the shelter. We were shocked…so many dogs, such a big place, how could we ever even narrow it down? We did a walk through, and you caught my eye. You were sitting (deceptive little boy!) and staring at us. I made a mental note to come back and meet this “Oil Change”. Our escort picked a few dogs for us to meet, and they were all ok. I remembered you though, and I asked if we could go meet that big blocky-headed dog named “Oil Change”. We couldn’t find you at first, but I was relentless. We walked all five rooms till we found you. Waiting. For us.You, sneaky boy, were wild. WILD. But you loved us right away, and we loved you. We met you at first in an escort room. Small, tight space, but we weren’t intimidated by your jumping, your tail, your huge head and that awesome smile. We wanted to take you outside to the run. You were in HEAVEN. And you loved to run! But you kept coming right back to us, and sitting on our feet. The fresh air, the open space, you loved it! But you loved us too. And that was a good sign to us. We couldn’t stop smiling.
We knew then and there that you were going to be ours. We asked what the next step was, and they told us we paid the adoption fee and city registration, and you were ours. We only had 24 hours to pick you up. We were SO unprepared. So unprepared, that you came with us to PETCO to get your goodies, and a nice bath since you were so stinky and gross.