You guys like Libbey. So here she is again.
Her full name is Liberty Belle, shortened to Libbey in honor of the local glass factory/high school. We got her the January after 9/11, a few months after I had lost both my grandmother and my great grandmother on my father’s side.
We got her from a pet store that has since gone under and was known for having puppy mill dogs. There were protesters outside the store when we walked in. It was my dad and I and I loved looking at the dogs. Were I older now, I would have researched more, done my homework and picked a reputable breeder.
I remember there being a lot of really yappy dogs, including an adorable Scotty. They were kept in small cubes with wire floors in the cages. Libbey’s cube was empty and one of the employees was carrying her around.
She was the cutest thing I’d ever seen.
She had papers and shots and was an AKC Purebred. Her bloodline has Field Champion in it three times over, and crossed wires at least once along the way. She was gorgeous albeit flawed—she doesn’t meet the standards for showing because she isn’t exactly a “traditional” beagle. At the time she was only two or three months old. The store said they’d hold her for us for only a few hours and we raced home to convince my mom.
I remember when we bought her, they put her on a leash and I walked her around the store while my parents were checking out. She peed over by a display of dog beds.
As we walked out the door, another family with a younger child walked in. The parents saw Libbey and said they had been in earlier and planned to buy her, but were too late.
We took her home and nine years later, she’s still with us. I love my dog, but I kind of regret the decision of not researching more because she has a lot of problems. I don’t think I will ever get a dog from a puppy store again and while I think beagles are adorable, she’s a huge pain in the ass and I always strongly recommend people rethink when they tell me they’re considering a beagle.
But that’s my Libbey.
(Her pink collar is recent. My mom got it and when I complained about it being pink, she whined “BUT LIBBEY’S A GIRL”.)