Please enjoy the story of the mighty Thorin by guest blogger, Hilary.
Life was pretty good in 2015. I had a house, a secure job, people that I loved, and my pets. Anyone who knows me knows I’m a sucker for homeless pets and such was the case in the early part of 2015. I decided I wanted to give Izzy the experience of raising a puppy – a dog she could grow up with. Since we already had rescued two, adult chihuahuas, I thought adopting a third as a puppy would be ideal. I began my search and came across an ad for a litter of chihuahua puppies in Mississippi (see below). These puppies were with a veterinarian, so I called and spoke with her. I remember her specifically telling me that they were chihuahuas and would be “ten pounds full grown”. I filled out the paperwork, paid my fees and anxiously awaited when he would be transported North.