Nearly two years ago we acquired this sweet, loving but damaged little pit bull mix. He had obviously been in some kind of fight: he had two-inch long gash in his right hip. He was obviously smart but very anxious. He was very nervous about finding a home.
Our original plan was to foster him, get him will and find a home for him.
Then we found out he was heartworm positive. We couldn't pass that on to someone else so we kept him to get him well.
He did get well but more and more he settled into live here in the Ola Lola's pack. It wasn't always smooth. He was a two-year-old cannonball in a geriatric dog home (Oz is nearly 10, Jazz was 15 and Amber almost 17) He would just blast and bull his way through everything. Not mean, just totally unaware. He was still unsure and nervous about his full-time status.
All that came to a very very happy conclusion yesterday. A friend of ours recently lost her pit bull. She has been grieving but not quite ready for a new dog. Another friend suggested this guy might be just the one for her.
They met Wednesday evening and took an instant liking to each other. Thursday Elaine took Orito to Kathryn's house and he moved right in. She has posted wonderful comments on Facebook about the dog. They both seem very happy.
And that is the best possible outcome: a loving companion for Kathryn and a loving home for Orito. That is a best moment for all.
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