Margaret Tyler
Posted : 6/26/2006 5:57:21 PM
This is Jojo the Pogo, or Monkey Man, or Scruffin' Mc gruffin'. I rescued him. He had 2 homes before he was 6 months old and before he entered my life. The first home said they couldn't house train him and left him outside. They didn't give him much of a chance, because they gave him to an old roommate of my now husband at 4 months old. She was one of those people who goes through pets like dirty underwear, she got bored with him.
From the moment I met Joey, I fell in love. The roommate never spent anytime with him, yet complained that he was wild. I walked him. I bought him dog food after she ran out and fed him bread for 2 days. I bought him his crate, in which her response was, "he's only going to cry all night in that crate." After I cared for him for 4 months she told me she was going to give him back to his previous owner, "because he was impossible." She came home one day and Joey was gone. I took him. At the time I was an independent college student paying for my tuition, my apartment and everything else. I couldn't afford him, so I begged my mom to take him. She did and gave him back to me as a college graduation present. Best present ever - he was always my dog anyways.