My precious Beagle rescue left this morning to go to her new home in CT, and I cried--she was so sweet...a little crazy with a very persistent howl--but I adored her. Taylor told me she'd be the hardest dog I have ever had to place (this was after he saw her climbing on the back of his recliner and knocking over/shattering a ceramic dish, all within about 2 minutes), but he doesn't know Beagles like I do! There are lots of Beagle people out there that find these little troublemakers endearing, and as predicted, she had no trouble finding a home :)
Here's Olivia...
Next, there is Millie...a 5-6 month old Black Labbie girl who is just as CUTE as she can be! She has lots of puppy energy and was given up by her family because she kept chewing things and trying to get into their pool while the kids were swimming (imagine a LAB wanting to chew and swim!!? haha). Anyway, she's a total doll, and will find a home in a second once I post her on Petfinder-she's just waiting for one more round of puppy shots.
And finally, I have Max. I found Max listed on a "Free to Good Home" ad (due to a divorce)--which is SO dangerous. People search "Free" ads all the time for scientific research, dog fighting bait, and even just to re-sell the dog for a profit. Max is a 6-7 year old Black Labbie boy who has been posted on Petfinder for over 2 weeks without one single inquiry--he has three strikes against him already, being an older large black dog. Black dogs are 4 times more likely to be euthanized because they are so often overlooked at shelters--and they are just as hard to place through rescue. On top of this, Max has been so traumatized by his family giving him up, that he is somewhat fear aggressive and wants to fight other dogs if they come too close (this makes his visits to our house lots of fun ;)). He's coming along, and I'm not giving up on him. He's a total sweetheart, but just very insecure right now. I had to bring him here the first few days just to get him to eat, but now he's eating fine and even wagging his tail at everyone he meets!
So this brings me to my afternoon.... after a somewhat busy morning with work and a nice lunch out with Taylor, I decided to pick Max up and bring him over to my house for the afternoon. He has been wonderful today--not ONE growl at my dogs--even when Gamer gave him her signature snarl and snap. As I was marveling at how well the afternoon was going and settling in at my computer to do some work, I noticed Max wandering on the other side of my desk...and then in slow motion, I saw him turn around and realize the modem cable was wrapped around his foot. He then went into a complete panic and took off running backwards, taking the modem/laptop/docking station/stack of post-its/pen holder with him (while I was in the process of typing a work email, of course). This catastrophe caused a massive crashing sound that scared the poor guy even more, so he took off out of the office, and my three socially awkward girls took off in terror after him--and a train of four dogs proceeded to bolt into my bedroom and hide! Now, it may have made sense to be angry at this point, but I just laughed ...and got my camera. If dog rescue weren't chaotic, then everyone would be doing it, right? I can't complain--I bring this on myself..haha. AND I'm now typing this post, so there was clearly no permanent computer damage (although I did have to shove the wire back into the modem harder than usual, and I heard a slight cracking noise...:)).
And now I'm off to take Max back to his hotel and rush back to shower and put myself together for one of Taylor's work dinners...
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