We adopted him yesterday at the Thomas J. O’Connor shelter!
He is a mix of boxer and puhbuhh. I said, “Boxer and…puhbuhh”. BOXER AND puhbuhh. FINE, PIT BULL.
Here’s the thing, though. Make no mistake, Cappy here is a big (about 55 lbs, though he’s a little overweight) powerful guy, and there’s no mistaking he’s mostly pit bull. But he is the calmest, sweetest, mellowest guy. He has been nothing but friendly to everyone he’s met, including the kid who ran up squealing to him at Petco. He just wags and lets himself be pet. Missy and Josh (who is a preteen kid) came over last night and Cappy didn’t bat an eye, just hung out with them and us.
He’s neutered, housebroken, and we’re working on crate training him. We’re also practicing leaving and coming back so that he doesn’t develop abandonment issues. We’ll be doing obedience training with him, though he seems to be pretty smart and eager to please. (He pulls a lot on the leash, so we want to deal with that.) He rides in the car like a champ, just looking out the window. The only time we’ve heard him bark was when he got excited about the tape measure, thinking it was a toy.
The shelter said they weren’t sure about him around other dogs, but we haven’t seen any issues so far. We’ll gradually introduce him to some dogs and see how it goes.
He’s been at the shelter for four months after being abandoned by his owners! How sad is that? But he’s a gentle, friendly, guy. Here’s his write-up from when he was the Pet of the Week.
His original name tag said “Capone”, which the shelter changed to “Cappy”. Becky, through no urging of mine, is suggesting we alter that to “Cabby”.
Believe it or not, I kind of lean more towards “Cappy”. I mean, if I can’t have my other choices: “DJ Facey-Face”, “Beebo 2: Be Boer”, or “Talking Raccoon With a Wristwatch and Bazooka”.
Technically he’s with us on a trial basis, but I think we’re kind of hooked on the guy, so you may want to get used to him around here. We’ll let you know how the name thing shakes out.