What a great Daddy for one little boy

AZ Jim

R.I.P. With Us In Spirit Only
And a lucky little dog....


Dad Spends Entire Night In Shelter Parking Lot To Adopt Son’s Dream Pup


barkpost.com/dad-waits-all-night/
When Robert Lucas’ son told him which dog he wanted at the shelter, the first concern he had was not whether his son could take care of the dog, but whether he could get his son the dog he wanted.
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Named Gibbs, the black and tan terrier that captured the boy’s heart was not yet up for adoption when they met, and many other people had expressed interest in the dog as the adoption eligibility date approached.
Since the shelter accepts potential adopters on a first come, first served basis, Robert thought that the chances of adopting Gibbs were pretty slim.
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So Robert decided to go the extra mile to ensure his son could adopt the dog he wanted. Instead of arriving at the Spotsylvania Animal Shelter the day Gibbs was put up for adoption, Robert went the day before. Then he spent the entire night in the shelter parking lot to make sure he was the first person in the door to request Gibbs.
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Was it worth sacrificing a night’s sleep?
“I don’t regret one second of it,” Lucas said. “From the time my son wakes up to the time he goes to bed, he’s talking about the dog. He’s very excited to have him, and he’s his new best friend. They are inseparable.”
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We thought he might say something like that.
H/t to Pilot Online Topics: adopt picture
 

I agree with Charlotta.

I might have done the same thing for my kids. We got our little "Dino" the same way.
 

Made me think of our first dog. I was a little boy but a neighbor had a litter of Boston Bull puppies. I saw them and told Dad we had to have one. We didn't have much money and these were AKC registered animals. The guy who owned 'em told Dad when they were 8 weeks old he'd sell him one. Well, 8 weeks dragged by and when we went to the guys place he said he'd give us a little better deal if we took the "runt" of the litter. Dad traded a calf and $50 and we went home with "mopsy". Later we learned the guy didn't know as much about the dog as he thought as we were told by several that the "runt" is usually the best of the litter. She was a smart little dog and lived about 17 happy years with us.
 
What a nice story. That is a great dad. I hope that little boy knows how lucky he is. I always thought the "runt" was the pick of the litter too. Probably cause some of our favorite dogs have been the runt. :)
 


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