Flynn had three homes before he was a year old. For anyone that is familiar with hound breeds, they can be pretty loud and destructive when they are a puppy. They chew on everything, and they will bark at falling leaves. They love to wander and explore as well. Flynn definitely checks all of these boxes which can be hard for an inexperienced new hound family. I don’t know much about the first family, only that they turned him back into the pound where he got a chip put into him before his second family adopted him. Apparently, his new mom was bound for college and obviously, she couldn’t take him to the dorms with her. So, Flynn was left with other family members before he eventually got the itch to explore and wandered off. Flynn was found by some neighbors of a friend of mine. It’s always been funny to me that if your neighbors know that you are in Law Enforcement, they tend to bring you lost things like Flynn. My friend was also a law enforcement officer, but he could not bring Flynn into his home because of some pretty severe allergies that his child has. So, my family ended up caring for Flynn for the night while we tried to figure out who his family was. The next day, we checked to see if he had a chip, and sure enough, we were able to contact the pound where he was originally taken. They were able to tell my wife and I about Flynn and his first owners turning him in. They also gave us the phone number of the young lady who adopted him.
My wife was able to call the young lady who my wife thought would be ecstatic to know that he was ok and how to come to get him. However, she seemed a bit hesitant and the thought of coming and picking him up. After a short conversation, my wife figured out that the young lady knew Flynn was not going to return to a situation where she could care for him. So, my wife offered to help the young lady find a new home for him and the young lady quickly jumped at the idea thanking my wife for helping her. At that time, it truly was the plan that we would find him a place to go. However, my wife kept making comments about how pretty his eyes were, etc. until I finally ended up just saying that we could keep him.
Flynn quickly bonded to the family and did very well with my smaller children. He is now a fantastic part of our family that still doesn’t realize that he weighs 80 pounds and is not exactly a lap dog. Just last night, I dozed off in my recliner only to be awakened by him crawling onto me and plopping down to go to sleep himself. He is certainly my dog according to my wife, apparently because I am a “sucker”. Either way, we love him and he has his forever home with us.
