The Search For Boxers in An Elegant Universe

I started researching Boxers, to determine if I would be a good match with them. Dog-sitting is one thing. Owning one, being tethered to one, being totally responsible to one, is something else indeed.

I checked out books from the library, researched websites on-line, and started visiting a few boxer rescue websites. I even looked online with the local animal shelter. The animal shelter had lots of boxer mixes, but most of them looked more like the mix than the boxer. And that other part was always another big dog, like a shepherd or chow or pit bull. (More later about my new obsession with pit bulls!)

I finally got up the courage to apply for a rescue boxer. The application was filled out and accepted. And then the boxer rescue group sent a representative nto our home to ascertain  that we were dog worthy.

We did get accepted, but the rescue association never saw fit to match us with the few dogs we requested. We were hoping for a boxer on the smallish side. We don't have a big yard or a large home, so we were hoping to scale down a bit. Definitely female, and preferably on the runtish side.

There was one particular boxer that I really, really wanted. The rescue group called her a "smoxer" (small boxer!). But I was turned down in favor of someone else. Sadly,I found out a few weeks later that the dog had gotten loose and run away. I was heartsick.

And it was at that point that I decided that maybe adopting a rescue dog was not quite my fit anyway. All the dogs seemed to have various issues, either emotional- or health-wise. So, I decided to start looking into purchasing a boxer from a reputable breeder.

Next up: If the phone rings, don't always answer it.