A Tale of Coming Home

By Porter – 

Now that I’ve lived with mom and dad for over a year, I think it’s finally safe for me to talk about my scary time before I met them. You see, I don’t remember a lot of my previous life, and I think it’s because it was so stressful for me. For instance, I’m not sure how I ended up having to live on the streets, I just remember being picked up by some men, who were nice enough, but drove a very scary truck with a cage in the back and they put me back there! Next thing you know I was put into a different cage, in a building, and was terrified I was going to be stuck there forever! This all happened in some town they call Klamath Falls. It’s quite a long way from where I live now.


I know that the nice people there tried to find my parents, but for some reason they didn’t come and get me. Next thing I knew I was stuck in another scary cage truck and they drove and drove and drove. Hours went past and I started to get super nervous. Where were they taking me and what would happen there?!

I will say that the facilities at this new place were very nice. They referred to it as the Oregon Humane Society, and there were lots and lots of dogs! I had a nice doggie roommate, but I didn’t like not being able to run outside, and many dogs staying there were very scared and would cry and bark throughout the night. I like my sleep and this just made me more upset about the entire situation! There were lots of very nice people working there, but I just really wanted to get out.


Just a couple of days after I arrived, they took me into a different room that they called the meet and greet. It smelled of a LOT of urine. I guess a lot of dogs went into that room. I didn’t like it so much, but I have wonderful memories of that room because that is where I met my dad! I liked the smell of him right away, and when he hugged me, I leaned in. I was so happy because he knew just what I needed, a comforting hug after my scare ordeal. The man who brought me to the room seemed to think daddy shouldn’t have just hugged me like that, but I loved it.

I so wanted to leave that place with him right then, and admit I was devastated when he left without me! Why? I thought he liked me! Why did he leave and have those people put me back in my cage? My doggie roommate tried to comfort me, but I think he was scared as well about never being able to leave. Imagine my relief when my dad came back and, this time, he brought mom with him. I didn’t know who she was at first, of course, but she also hugged me and I found myself leaning against her legs while she rubbed my ears in the most wonderful way.


Once again they left and I had to go back into my cage and I was nearly beside myself. Didn’t they realize we were meant to be together? Suddenly, the man came back and I got to leave that place for the last time. I guess mom and dad had to fill out adoption papers so that is was official, we were a family. I practically skipped out to the car for my trip to my new home, sure that I had found my forever family.


Since then, I have been so very happy. When I first got home I was a little lonely during the day, but after a couple of months mom and dad brought me a new sister and we’ve been one big, happy family ever since.

Even though I wasn’t so fond of that place called the Humane Society when I was there, I have been told it’s a very good place because they help little lost dogs, such as myself, find their new families. If I had known that at the time I wouldn’t have been so scared and I am very grateful to them for helping me


5 comments on “A Tale of Coming Home

  1. This is beautiful and warms my heart! Thank you so much for sharing your adventure home Porter and to your wonderful forever family for giving you such a wonderful life!

    • Thank you Kayte! And thank YOU for working for such a wonderful organization that gives all these sweet dogs a home.

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