Introducing the Lovely Miz Midge Montana

A few weeks ago, we found a tiny Scottie that needed a home. We met the people who had her in Proctorville, Ohio, and took her home with us in the front seat of our small Toyota truck. She was depressed and turned her back to us. I wondered if she thought she was being taken to a breeding operation or something similar. She had lived in a pen outdoors most of her two years.


But when we brought her home. we were delighted to discover how beautiful she was after being groomed. She was small, only about 12 pounds. After warming up to us, we began to see a feisty, yet sweet personality, emerge.




The first night she stayed on the couch in the living room, afraid after the snippy reaction she received from my Scottie, Bender. It was a wise move. The next day, my Bender was a little warmer and the girls just ignored her. She followed me from room to room. I was already trying to think of possible homes for her, but no perfect home came to mind.


During the week, I visited my mother, where Midge was quite good in the car, settling down and quietly observing the scenery for most of the way. She was good with Mom's Papillon, Freddie, as well. We were starting to think she was the perfect girl. Both P and I wanted to keep her and discussed this, but it seemed kinder to her to find a home with less dogs and distractions to keep her from being the STAR that she was born to be.


Soon enough, one of my new FB buddies, Lora, asked about Midge. I had posted some pics of her and Lora had once had a Scottie and had always loved Scotties, too. So, we did some trading of information back and forth. I was surprised to find Lora and I had so much in common, including birthdays and our places of birth and residences were very close (within three miles) of one another. The more we talked, the more comfortable we were with letting Midge go.


We arranged a meeting day, and last Saturday, Pat and I delivered Midge to Lora at her home. We weren't sure at first that it was going to be a good match because Midge did something we had never seen her do before: she snarled up her lip at Billy, Lora's adorable Mountain Feist/Mountain Cur mix. I told Midge to settle down and we didn't see her do it again. After about an hour of talking to Lora, Pat and I felt it to be a thoroughly wonderful place for Midge to live, and left her. We thought after Midge's excessively affectionate demeanor with us, she would at least walk us to the door, but she did not. She settled in on Lora's couch and seemed perfectly happy to watch us go.

Lora has been kind enough to send us updates of Midge in her new home and we're ecstatic to find she is doing well.