So, today we took a dog from the shelter in for the day, to see how he behaves at home and if he'd fit into the family.
In one sentence: It went great. He didn't present himself very well first time we met him, but somehow he wouldn't leave my mind. My mom, sis and I were all convinced by a female dog we also took for a walk that day, but still, I asked my mother that the male dog would be the first we take home. I simply wanted him to have another chance.
He didn't mind the drive home (our Dito always got sick in the car), was very cuddly (eg lay in our laps when we attempted to simply sit next to him, leaned against us whenever we pet him etc.), wouldn't leave us out of his sight and always wanted to be where we were, walked good on the leash, didn't bark ONCE all day, was friendly and open towards everyone (my parents have a shop, and he also got along with the costumers) and took a treat very gently. He was in the flat, the shop, the yard and the garden. In fact, our family was so impressed that there's a chance we won't bring the she-dog in our home anymore, since the decision is already half-made. My mom will make the final decision tomorrow, since I'm giving her the last say in the matter.
His name is Sirk, he's 5 years old, a german shepherd/husky mix (guessed), came from Hungary three years ago, had a family here but was given back to the shelter and is now open for adoption again. There were personal changes in his former family, and they decided to not keep him. The shelter owner told us that he mourned them for a long time. Well, IF we take him in, he'll stay for life.
But that's another good example for how you can't plan these things. Back when we got Dito, we had a very clear picture of what we were looking for: A she-dog, 4 years old and a GSD/GSD mix. We left with a 13 months young male border collie mix from Hungary
This time, I was looking for a dog of around 2 years (that's all!) - but so much for that, lol.
I'll keep you updated