Captain is a posser. The boy loves to get his picture taken.
Captain and I share hats. We share a lot of things. Captain didnt have such a good past either. His first assignment was quite an abusive person. He has nightmares because of it. When he wakes up scared and loo
ks for me I’m happy to be the one he’s looking for. He and I understand each other and that is what makes us such a good team.
When I got to the top of the list to get a service animal it was actually a white German Shepherd that I was supposed to get. When i got down there to pick her up the little bitch tried to bite me. You know how you’re not supposed to run from a dog? Well, after I got finished running I told the attendant that I wasnt taking that cow home with me for a 3 hour ride after I narrowly escaped her K9’s. I told him I was going home with something but it wasn’t going to be HER!! Well, he told me he couldnt just give me another dog. After a bit of not so positive convincing he took me around to see some other dogs. After about 2 hours of looking at other dogs that I wasn’t bringing home either he said to me,
“we have a dog that we were going to put down 6 weeks ago. We never did it.” My reply was, “You want to give me some broke down dog?” He was like, we’re running out of options miss. I got back to the kennel and there was a dog with 3 casts on his legs. I gave a long irritated sigh. The man opened the gate and out hobbled Captain. He removed the casts and Captain sat right beside me. He and I have been together ever since.
It would be safe to say that Captain and I saved each other. He has certainly given me so much of my life back. What he does for me is priceless. How anyone could beat this dog is beyond me let alone beat him to the point of breaking 3 legs. He hobbles when it’s cold. His legs hurt him but I tell ya, this dog doesnt stop.
How Captain Crunch got his name:
Well, when signing the papers they insisted that I add another name. I thought to myself, well, what can I add? Then I thought, well, I have antiphelactic shock when i eat the cereal Captain Crunch. that stuff will kill me and this Captain Crunch will save my life so hey, I’ll just add Crunch to the end. Needless to say the attendant wasn’t too happy with my choice. He tried to talk me out of it but I reminded him that his bitch tried to bite me and he was sending me home with a broke down dog and that we were running out of other options. I signed the papers and there you have it, Captain Crunch “the kid” was taken home and made part of the family.
About the cereal:
It’s my only known allergie. It’s listed in my medical records. It took some time to figure out that something in that cereal doesnt like me. My throat swells up tight. I’ve been hospitalized over it several times. Can you imagine if I ever croak over the stuff? Cause of death, Captain Crunch cereal. See, I know what you’re thinking, this isn’t real!! Oh, it is. Oh how it is!! Only I would be allergic to the best cereal in the world. But hey, if I can’t eat it I can at least pet it, throw a ball with it, share my time and my life with it. I think I got the better end of the deal. That’s the understatement of the year.
Austin
Gracie’s eyes always look so crazy! I dont think she was crazy before she moved in with me and hat wearing Cappy.
Austin, what a sweet story! Captain finally has a home worth staying with.
My first dog was a Newfoundland named Barharber’s Captain Black. I named him after one of Husband’s favorite pipe tobacco. He, too, was an amazing animal. My Bratley came with that name. He, however, doesn’t live up to it most of the time. He’s very quiet for a Sheltland Sheepdog and fits into the family very well.
Personally, I don’t care for Captain Crunch cereal. There’s something in it, probably the same thing that you are allergic to, that leaves a very bitter after taste in my mouth for days.