On February 28, 2015, our little puppy, Sunny, found us at a huge adoption event in Dublin, California. His name was Daytona and he was trucked in from the Central Valley with 100 other dogs that morning. We had lost our beloved Aussie/Bernese Mountain dog mix, Blue, about five months before this and were almost ready for a new pup. We think Sunny was a puppy mill dog. We were looking for another Aussie and never dreamed we would even adopt that day or that we would get a Poodle/terrier mix, but he adopted us. He was the friendliest little pup in the pen and we knew he was finding us!
I had just done 3 months of rehab for bilateral knee replacements, and I kept asking my therapist, “Can we adopt our new dog now?” I was driving her crazy; I wanted to get walking out there with the new boy.
The first thing we did was change his name from Daytona to Sunny. His brother Diesel and sister Dino were also adopted that day. I got the phone number for Diesel’s family and I keep up with them; the two little girls in that family are really enjoying having the little dachshund-looking boy.
Sunny was a long-legged version of Diesel with more of a golden apricot look, a terrier face, and very long legs. One of the first things he did was jump six feet off the ground and almost over the six-foot fence in our back yard from a sit position. The first time I let him off the leash at Pt. Isabel he ran in big circles around me as if to say, “Mom, thank you, thank you. I needed to run!” I knew immediately that this boy would be a good runner and jumper. He now is a little more than two years and has bulging hamstrings and quadriceps on those little legs! I am sure he would do well in agility and fly ball.
We began classes at three months old with Berkeley East Bay Humane Society. After completing puppy training, intermediate, two Canine Good Citizen classes with testing and a couple of rally obedience trainings, we are off to a good start. He has a very good recall, great sit and other basic commands. After he gets his jumping and greeting/kissing under control, I am hoping to enroll him in Therapy Dog classes. I have worked in the field of physical therapy for years and would love to have him be a therapy companion.
I have never had a dog who loves life and light as much as Sunny. We call him the Sundog because he loves to plop himself in direct sunlight or bright lights as much as he can. Maybe he was made for the stage or at least for sunbathing in our lovely backyard. We’ll see what he can do as he grows up. It’s been all bright fun with Sunny so far. If you see a 35-pound little apricot sunshine boy running around at one of the local parks, that will be our Sunny!