Can I see your profile?


Each time I see someone walking a cutie-pie pup down the street, I want to stop them and ask, Where did you two meet?

But I don’t bother. I already know the answer: Online dating.

I must admit to being a bit more Old School in my approach. Back in the day, I would drive up to the local animal shelter, plug my nose and walk the aisles … furtively glancing into the cages as I passed each dog by. I knew things had drastically changed when one night I heard Matt exclaim “Awwe!” over and over, like a 6-year-old kid. Finally, I looked up, and saw he was furiously studying something on his iPhone.

“What is that? I demanded.

“Awwe!” was his response. He shot me a smile, then held out his phone.

I took a look, and couldn’t help myself. “Awwe!” I exclaimed as I looked at the most adorable little black puppy.

“His profile says he’s going to be medium-sized, which would be good for Lexie,” Matt offered.

Profile? Yes. Just like online dating, now animals have profiles, complete with snazzy photos (sometimes sporting a bowtie or pearls!), and a rundown of their disposition, medical history, behavioral issues and overall background.

But really, just like human dating sites, it’s all about the pics.

“Oooh, she looks like such a sweetie!”

“I don’t like his ears.”

“What about this one? He’s got beautiful blue eyes.”

“Whaddya think? The profile says labrador, but the photo looks like a dachshund.”

And so it goes. We fall in love instantly, with a pixelated image before us. And reread the profile over and over until we know it by heart. We know it’s a fit. So perfect I could cry.

Until we’re ready we’re ready for the next step. That’s when it gets complicated.

NEXT: Meeting Ranger.

A second dog? Please.


Before Matt even moved back home from a work assignment, it was decided. We would get a second dog.

He would argue, and still does, that it will be his dog. A little buddy that he can bring to ride shotgun in his pickup truck. Or take agility courses. Or snuggle in tight for an afternoon nap on the couch.

Pampered pup Lexie, shown here on a recent camping trip, would love a little brother or sister.

Of course, he knows better. I would like a dog, as well. So we will compromise and get a dog together.

Timing is everything, and the timing is perfect for a new pup. Matt is between lawyer jobs, and has the time to help acclimate a new dog. And our dog Lexie is getting a little long in the tooth. To be exact, she turns 14 this month, and last week she was diagnosed with dementia. Also, she’s been a bit lonely since her lifetime companion Lili died last year. Our cat, Pink, has volunteered to snuggle with Lexie, but she says it’s just not the same.

So we know we would like to adopt a dog. Other important details we have discerned:

  • Since Lex is such a delicate flower, we need a mellow, super laid back dog. Aggressive sorts not invited.
  • Also, we would prefer a small-to-medium sized dog.
  • The dog must dig/like/tolerate cats.
  • Minimal grooming would be nice.

The rest is negotiable.

Join us as we chronicle the drama, suspense and excitement on the path to find our next Furever.

Finding Furever


About a  month ago my boyfriend Matt and I began looking to adopt a dog. As we are both experienced dog owners, we thought this would be an easy road. We had no idea how wrong we had it.

Welcome to Finding Furever. We started this blog to chronicle our complicated journey to adopting a new dog. We plan to share our triumphs and defeats, and hopefully pass along useful information along the way. Please feel free to join the conversation, and share your canine adventures.

Cheers,

Jillian and Matt