Tate went hunting last Sunday after Romans party. He went down to kys ranch. While he was there for 5 days Tate found an abandoned dog in the mountains. It had been there for awhile. He was very skinny, cold, dirty, timid and scared of people. Kys grandma wouldn't feed him because she didn't want him to keep coming back. So he was eating rocks and dead deer.
Tate called me on day 3 after this dog wouldn't leave their side. I told him I didn't think I could take care of another dog while living at my moms house but that he couldn't just leave the dog up there to die so to bring him home. The least we could do was take it to the pound.
The dog got to our house around 3 in the morning on Friday. We got him to the vet that morning. We found out he is a one year old red healer, Australian shepherd mix. He is the kindest little thing. i completely fell in love with him and he is my new baby. I named him Jax. (If you have seen sons of anarchy you know why) He is not allowed in my moms house. Thankfully the weather has been decent so far. I have him a cozy spot in the garage. Tate is in the process of building him a warm dog house for winter until we get to our new house. He will sleep in my mudroom at the new house.
So this means I spend every night from 7:30-10:30 laying on a blanket in the garage. Jax has really started to trust me and will now lay by me and eat food out of my hands. I even got my first few couple of kisses today.
He still has sad/scared eyes but I'm hoping over time I can fix that.
8:58 p.m. - 2015-10-24