And so she tells her story:
"I had grown up with Wheaten Terriers, schnauzers and mutts. Once my family was ready for a dog, I was set on getting a wheaten terrier. I refused to purchase a puppy from a store . I wanted a Wheaten rescue. I searched all day, all night on every possible site everyday; I checked non stop. One Saturday night, after coming home from a party, I clicked onto petfinder at midnight and there staring back at me was HARRY. I couldn’t believe it. I called and left a message that night. I called the next morning, I said, “we must have him, please”, I called that afternoon, and again that night and then they told us one family was before us, but they promised, if it didn’t work out, he was ours. I assumed all was lost. Who wouldn’t want to keep him? I moved on the next day, checking, looking on anything possible to find a wheaten, but kept thinking about Harry. Two days later the phone rang and it was the woman from the shelter, she said, “the family had cats and Harry doesn’t like cats, he’s yours if you want him?” I screamed! “We don’t have cats and YES, we want him!” We all jumped in the car and drove to Connecticut to pick him up. They were waiting outside with him. He was huge and beautiful and loving and lovely. Bringing home a trained dog was heaven. He needed love and we couldn't wait to give it to him. After a year, having always been raised with two dogs in the home, I was ready for a sister for Harry. We adopted Evie, our Whoodle (wheaten terrier/poodle mix). It’s been two years now, and I can't imagine waking up with out feeling them lying next to me on my bed. Rescue! Rescue! Rescue! It's so worth it.