My husband and I have two daughters, but our family really started when our first girl came to us: our dog Hachi. We had been searching for a dog to adopt, and finally at a rescue event at a local pet store, we came across a black Chow mix. She had a warm smile that accentuated her blue/black tongue. Competition at this rescue event was fierce, so we quickly decided to adopt the dog, who was estimated to be two to four years old. All that we knew about her was that she came from a rural shelter where she had given birth to puppies.
In the first few months, at times I asked why God had sent me this dog, whom we named Hachi after the faithful Japanese dog featured in the movie of the same name. Hachi was rambunctious and didn’t seem attached to us.
But it didn’t take long for Hachi to exhibit the salient trait of the chow breed: loyalty. She is completely devoted to my husband, our two girls, and me, and we are to her. Each time we brought a daughter home from the hospital, Hachi licked her immediately. Hachi is our protector and our love. We are a family of five, and I am so happy God knew best in sending us Hachi.
Rockville, MD
