Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Homeward Bound: Becket's Big Adventure

It’s been a couple of months since we’ve adopted her, but we thought we should formerly introduce you to the newest member of our household!  Behold, our sweet Becket Bean:

Isn’t she precious?  We’ve nicknamed her Bean since she’s quite boisterous and bounces around like a jumping bean.  She’s also tiny (compared to Roon), like a little bean.  She’s fearless and loves hanging out with the spiders in the basement; she’s a piglet and would eat herself silly if we let her; she enjoys hanging out with Chris while he works on house stuff; she’s a cuddle bug, which pleases her mama; and she’s vocal and likes to howl at things that she does not agree with.  She’s Rooney’s opposite, a yin and yang scenario.  We love her.  

A beach babe already.
 Ms. Becket is a rescue pup that we adopted from MAS Rescue (the same amazing organization that we adopted Rooney from), and she’s not only Roon’s adopted sis…she also happens to be his biological sister!  Whaaa?  Here’s the story on Becket’s journey to us:
It all started out somewhere in the strange and somewhat distant land known as West Virginia, where two adorable Plott-Foxhound puppies were dumped at a shelter.  Enter MAS Rescue, who saved the pups and plopped them into a happy foster home.  MAS named the puppies Fiona and Beck.  Fiona got adopted first by a couple who renamed her Becket.  A few weeks later, Beck was adopted by yours truly…spoiler alert, we renamed him Rooney.
We always knew Rooney had a sister – we still have his original adoption ad with a video of the two of them playing together as puppies (my heart melts just thinking about it).  About a year after we adopted him, Rooney’s foster mom ended up pet-sitting a few times for the couple that adopted Becket and emailed us a picture of her just for fun.  I had fun showing my coworkers and family how much they looked alike, all the while feeling a little sad that they had to get split apart from each other.  I liked to tell myself that if she were still available when we adopted Roon, we totally would’ve adopted them as a pair.  Not sure if it would’ve played out that way, but I liked to think so.
For the past year we’ve debated adopting another dog, weighing the pros and cons, but never quite feeling “ready”.  Here’s a look inside our thought process:

  • Rooney would have a constant companion and playmate to keep him company whenever we’re not with him
  • Adopting a rescue is incredibly fulfilling for us – we longed to save another pup and provide them with the same love and companionship that we give Rooney
  • We travel a lot and take Rooney with us most of the time – it would be harder to do this with two dogs
  • Boarding and vet bills become more expensive with two dogs
  • Would we get as lucky as we did with Rooney?  Would we end up with a misbehaved dog that would destroy our house?
  • We still don’t have a fence.
We knew that we’d adopt another dog eventually, and the one thing that we were sure of was that we wanted to adopt an adult rescue dog, preferably slightly younger than Rooney but not a puppy.  Puppies are hard work, and with my new job I knew I couldn’t come home for lunch every day to clean up accidents and play with a puppy like I did with Rooney.  The other reason we wanted an adult dog was because they generally have a harder time getting adopted; most people are seduced by the adorable faces of puppies and tend to forget about the older dogs who need just as much (if not more) love and affection.  So we decided to wait and assumed that when Rooney was a little older, we’d find ourselves another pup to share our home with. 
And then came of moment of absolute fate.  On my lunch break one day I was skimming through my Facebook newsfeed and came across a photo posted by MAS that looked incredibly familiar.  Staring back at me was a dog that very much resembled my Roon, with a caption that encouraged the adoption of “adult dogs like Becket”.  My immediate reaction was audible and I’m glad I had my office door shut.  I had so many questions, the most obvious being “Why was Becket back up for adoption?? Wasn’t she already adopted?”  Immediately I called Chris, who had the same initial reaction as I did.  We didn’t even have to discuss it - every con about adopting a second dog that we had considered suddenly didn’t matter and adopting Becket felt 110% “right”.  I frantically commented on the photo in an attempt to call dibs on her, and then immediately sent an email to Rooney’s foster mom (who also happened to be Becket’s foster mom...again).  By that afternoon we were approved to adopt Becket, and we picked her up a couple of days later.

Tiny like a bean!
We found out that the couple who had adopted her split up, and they didn’t feel the lifestyle change was fair for Becket so they gave her back to the rescue group.  It was an unfortunate situation, but I’m happy with the outcome for obvious reasons.  Rooney, however, was not too pleased with the acquisition of the Bean and gave zero poops about the fact that they once shared a womb…

Butt in face.
The first few days with Becket were incredibly trying, mostly due to Rooney’s initial intolerance of her.  From the moment we adopted Becket, she’s been a dream – no accidents, well-behaved, listens to us.  I had anticipated that Rooney would have some sort of jealousy issue, especially since he was spoiled rotten for 2 years, never having to share his toys, yard, or chaise-lounge with any dog other than himself.  He became a complete jerk when Becket came home…he avoided us, growled at Becket, and picked a fight with just about every other dog he came in contact with.  Thankfully, this only lasted about a week and he eventually came to terms with the fact that she wasn’t going anywhere and he was going to have to share his space (and chaise) with her.  Now they’re BFF’s (thank goodness) and love wrestling, playing, and even cuddling together.  Here’s how to melt my heart:

I can’t help but attribute all of this to fate – everything happens for a reason, and Becket was destined to be a part of our squirrely family.  So now you know the story of Beansie’s big adventure!  If you’re considering adopting an animal into your life, please consider adopting from organizations like MAS Rescue – there are so many rescue animals that deserve happy homes and a good life!!  Rescue animals come in all shapes, sizes, breeds, and personalities so there’s a rescue animal for any lifestyle.  Our dogs have enriched our lives and make us incredibly happy!  If you can, please support your local rescue groups by donating food, toys, or other supplies!  If you contact them, they’ll let you know what sort of donations they need the most (i.e., outstanding vet bills).  Speaking of ways to support your local rescue organization, I recently attended a PaintNite fundraising event for MAS Rescue – check out this lovely portrait of Becket that I painted:

We had lots of pictures of Rooney in the house and needed to dedicate some wall space to Becket.
I'll leave you with this heartwarming quote that I found on the interwebs: "Saving one dog may not change the world, but surely for that one dog the world will change forever".  Now go give your fur babies a big cozy love hug.

1 comment:

  1. Lovely post and it brought tears to my eyes. These innocent animals just need love and they will be your sincerest friends forever.