Just sent this to Rocket Dog Rescue, the good people who introduced me to my AWESOME dog, Boogie. It’s for the “Success Stories” section of their web site ( http://www.rocketdogrescue.org ). Love my Boogie — he’s so good to me.
Our Success Story:
BOOGIE (formerly “Rooney”)
It’s been exactly two years since Boogie came to live with us (back then a 7 month-old pup known as “Rooney”) and as I look back on the time he’s been in my life, I can’t help but get a bit teary-eyed. Where do I begin?
He came to us an awkward, insecure little guy — anxious if left alone and scared of his own shadow. Yet, his uber-sweet, lovable and fun-loving nature was always present. Boogie was a very high-energy puppy who LOVED playing fetch, wrestling with other dogs, and taking runs on the beach — a little of that medicine would magically transform him into a tame, easy-going, super-affectionate snuggle-buddy.
Two months after adopting Boogie, my husband and I discovered we were pregnant. It came as a shock and — when mixed with the grueling schedule of an 8th grade teacher, morning sickness and fatigue — having a high-energy rescue puppy with anxiety problems seemed a tad overwhelming for a little while. But with a bit of encouragement from Lena and the purchase of a dog crate, it became very obvious that Boogie was nothing but a blessing for me during this very challenging time, as I had a live-in exercise partner, a warm little body to cuddle with while watching movies, and endless comic relief.
Much to Boogie’s delight (and mine) I was laid-off from my job due to budget cuts. The days I spent with Boogie during my pregnancy will always be a rich reserve of lovely memories for me — together we hiked every doggie-friendly corner of the city. He kept me in great shape and high spirits, both of which made for a wonderful, smooth transition into motherhood.
Boogie has taken to my son, Leo, beautifully and a new side of his personality has emerged — that of the patient, affectionate (and tolerant!) protector. I have chosen not to return to work so I can be a full-time mommy to my two “boys.” The money is tight, but we could not be happier.
As I type, Boogie — now a gorgeous, strong, healthy, confident dog who is often the subject of lots of praise from strangers — is dreaming doggie-dreams at my feet, as tired as my son is from a full day spent mostly outdoors. My life is sweetly full and full of sweetness, and much of that has to do with the sweet puppy who rescued ME.
Awe Spot 
Im usually scared of big dogs die to bad experiences but Boogs is just one big lump of sugar…me and chris loved him hes the cutes and sweetest and he was awesome and loving towards our lil’ one…where you usually haveto be aware if a big dog next to baby Boogs was just the cutest to watch kiss-licking him…truly a succes story!
Aww, thanks! He is such a big love, you’re right. I feel so blessed to have him in our life, and I know he feels blessed, too. Every evening, without fail, he comes up to me, puts his head on my lap and stares up at me with so much gratitude and contentment. It’s like he’s saying “Thanks, mama,” every night. Love me some Boogie!