Disney? Oh..that's a cute name..

Of all the things and people in the world that I could say I am thankful for, my dog Disney comes to mind. Yes, that's his name. After my childhood dog died a year and a half ago, my house was filled with an unbearing silence that no person could fill, no matter how hard we tried. People don't come running to the door when you come home, wagging their tail. So after a few months, my mother and I decided to start looking for a new dog. This time we decided to get a rescue; a dog that needed a second chance just as badly as we did. After looking around, we realized that not too many small dogs were in animal shelters, and our house and backyard simply wasn't big enough for a larger dog to live comfortably. We were beginning to lose hope. An animal shelter provided us with a list of other nearby shelters that we could visit, and we randomly picked one off the list. They said that they had two small dogs available, and as much as we wanted to be hopeful, we didn't want to get too excited. 

They brought us into a room filled with cats, which was quite puzzling at first. But then I saw him. Disney (who the shelter had originally named Webster) was sitting in a bottom cage, curled up on a dirty doggie bed. Being puzzled by his appearance, I asked in amazement, "What is he?" The volunteer worker explained that he was a Pitbull Daschund mix. He had an overbite on one side of his mouth. His body was too long for him to sit on his butt correctly. And his tail stuck straight up. Of course, I was in love. Right then we knew, we had to have him.

We found out some of his history. The animal shelter said that he had been abused, and to this day Disney still has an issue with men (we assume it was because a man abused him) but he is improving everyday. He was found on the street, and was still a little thin. When we brought him home, he didn't even know to eat the dog food we put in front of him; instead, he would go outside and eat sticks and leaves. But eventually, he realized he could trust us and now he is very healthy. 

We've had Disney for a little over a year now, and he has been the best thing ever for my family. I know some of you are probably wondering how a little shelter dog could change someone's life so much, but he really did. 

I really am thankful to be lucky enough to find a dog like him and give him a good home, because my life would not be the same without him.