I posted yesterday about the Sander's Saunter 10k going on this Saturday. I have several reasons to do this run and they all meld together to make it a really desirable run for me.
1. It's kind of rare that the trailhawks host a race distance that I can cover, and since I'm a member I love to support their races when I can.
2. As a family we tend to be suckers for "hand me down" dogs as we call them. The dogs that are perfectly fine but for whatever reason their owners can't keep them (too many pets in one apartment, not enough time for them anymore, the dog doesn't get on with the other dogs around, the dog is getting persecuted by the other dogs around...etc). Since the Sander's Saunter is a benefit for the Lawrence Humane Society it hit kinda close to home even though both of our dogs were received from family that couldn't keep them anymore.
3. The Humane Society is a wonderful organization that does amazing work.
Below are our two 'hand me down' dogs that have made our weird little family complete.
Maggie rescued us by giving up her perfectly normal family to join us in all our weirdness almost two years ago now. She was almost a year old when she came here and at first she wasn't sure she liked us (*two boys begging to pet her had NOTHING to do with it I'm sure*) We gave her her own full size futon mattress for a bed, lots of ear rubs, some hotdogs, and started taking her for walks every morning then I think she started to like us. When I started running a year ago, she became my running buddy, although she still doesn't run well on a leash (HELLO leaping great dane!). We take special trips to the dog park and run the trails there so I can get extra miles in and so she can get all her puppy energy out (an energy full vibrating great dane is a force of nature I tell you!). While for the most part she is Justin's dog, she still loves it when I get dressed to run just in case she gets to go with me.
Mags our 3 yr old Great Dane on one of our many dog park runs this summer.
Earlier this year my father in law said something about one of his dogs not fitting in well with the group. He mentioned that we should take her home with us. We laughed. No really...we did. Two boys and an energetic Great Dane make for a very full house most days. Then we went to visit him and this happened:
Annie our 8ish year old Daschund.
Annie came right up to me (she knows I'm the weaker one) sat up on her back legs and looked at me with those huge brown eyes until I caved and picked her up. She snuggled with me the rest of the day. We didn't take her home that day because we were afraid of how Maggie would get along with such a small dog. They are both super sweet, but the age & size difference worried us. Next trip out to see Father-in-law we took Maggie with us and they got on fine, so we agreed to give it a try. Annie is now my dog. She LOVES going on morning walks with Mags and Justin, and she loves the dog park too, but she tends follow her nose and get lost in the underbrush. She also gets super tired after one lap, so for longer dog park runs she stays home.
Most days you'll find the two of them like this:
or like this:
We are so lucky they both chose to be part of our family.
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