Sweet Akira

While I sit here on Tripp's couch, watching Akira sleep without shivering or nervously waking up every few minutes, I have to assume that rescuing a dog from a shelter has to at least parallel with adopting a child. This beautiful heeler mix has spent the past month and a half of her 7 months of life at the Waco Humane Society. They do a great job there, keeping a clean facility and taking care of the animals, but it's obvious that the shelter is not a home.

Between the drugs from being spayed and the shock of being in a new place, yesterday was a very exciting but still over stimulating day for our (technically Tripp's, but I'm pretty sure that becomes a grey area in about two years) new baby girl. She was so tired yet refused to sleep because she was enjoying being loved on so much. When I pulled her up on the couch with me, she was much more comfortable and couldn't fight off sleep anymore. All the same, she'd wake up every few minutes. Every time she awoke, she'd frantically look around until she met either Tripp or my eyes, relax and let herself fall back to sleep... It seemed a lot like she was afraid this was all going to go away if she let herself sleep.

She's an incredibly darling little girl; Akira gives kisses all the time and loves to be rubbed and scratched! She doesn't seem to be much for barking, so that's pretty nice! And I don't think she's much of a chewer, even when they are her toys to chew on! But she's a little neurotic about some stuff- she doesn't like to be approached for petting from above, the idea of ascending or descending the stairs makes her hyperventilate (literally), and moving vehicles send her running (and I don't mean chasing). We don't really have a story of how she ended up in the shelter... My guess would be she was dumped somewhere and was rescued off the streets.

All in all, Akira is settling in well. Her tail is almost always wagging when she's awake! She's even starting to smile...