Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
From the amount of hair lost on his muzzle, and a few other spots on his body, I would bet a fair amount of money on Pi testing positive for ringworm. Having ringworm when you are a puppy really sucks, because it means that you can't romp and play with other pups, or anyone else really.
I'll dip him in that nasty smelling, but very effective lyme/sulfur dip, and he will soon be on the road to recovery.
He's young and will recover from it quickly, but the protocol for testing and re-testing for ringworm means that he would be in isolation for quite a while. Not a great way to spend your puppyhood, so he came home with me.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Justin went home from the VGSR adoption event in Sterling on Sunday. He has to demonstrate that he can live with cats and make friends with the other dog in the home. The cat thing seems to be going pretty well based on this picture that I received last night. The folks who took him home had adopted a senior shepherd from me some time ago. Malcom died fairly recently and they've been looking for a new companion for their other dog. I think that anyone who has adopted a senior dog walks on water, so I've been looking for a cat-friendly dog for them for a while now.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Her owner/breeder released the dog to VGSR and she is my latest foster. Although she didn't make it as a service dog, the training she has had far exceeds that of 99% of the dogs I normally encounter, including my own. She is also beautiful, which never hurts when you are trying to attract attention and find a home. Gemma will be a short-timer in foster care. I have one home in mind for her already, and if that doesn't happen, putting her picture on the web will bring more emails and requests than I really want to handle.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Justin (as in "just in time") was originally in a shelter somewhere near Richmond, Chesterfield maybe. I don't know how he came to be there, but he was adopted out by an apartment dweller. The landlord changed his mind about allowing her to have a dog and she was in the process of returning the dog to the shelter when a volunteer from another rescue group found the tearful woman in the parking lot with Justin. This other volunteer ended up taking the dog home, but she contacted VGSR about taking on the dog.
Monday, June 15, 2009
ending source of delight.
From Frisky's new mom (fostering became adopting): Ok I admit it I'm a foster failure...I'm keeping her. She's a really good girl no accidents in the house so far and just a great girl. I may have to change her name to shadow since she follows me EVERYWHERE. I have a problem getting out the door in the morning to go to work because she keeps trying to squeeze out the door with me.
Brady went to his new home on Friday so they would have the entire weekend to spend with him. He has a 8 year old boy of his own and parents who had a life-long experience chasing after a husky. I'm thinking that Brady should be a piece of cake after that.
From Tippy's new home, where she has a big brother named Mo: Hi all, just wanted to thank you for two wonderful dogs. Mo barks and jumps when other dogs come around. He did the same when he first met Tippy. She gave him a look that seemed to say “tell someone who cares” and ignored his behavior. By the time we made the trip around the parking lot at Pets Mart, Mo was in love and Tippy was looking at him saying well I guess you’re ok, but pushing me around isn’t going to happen.
Six dogs in two weeks is wonderful, but of course they could all come back tomorrow. Let's hope not. I was very, very happy with all of the adopters and what they had to offer each dog. It sounds like neither of the two rotties mentioned in my last post will be coming my way after all. However, there is a new young male shepherd heading here this week.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
The importance of the photograph can not be overstated. I have had dogs posted on the web with great pictures that get little response. For some reason, changing the picture just for the sake of change, will often bring in email from interested adopters. It is not an exaggeration to say that a good photograph can save a dog's life. That is particularly true if the dog is in a shelter with limited time. It is also true for dogs coming into rescue.
There is one woman from whom I will take dogs sight unseen. Everyone else must send pictures. (It's like the old saying: "In God we trust, everyone else must pay cash.") I've been burned by enough people who have misrepresented a dog's age, breed, size, or other characteristics, that I always want to see a picture before agreeing to take in a dog.
Photos are a double edged sword, however. Once I see one, it makes it twice as hard to decline to take in a dog. Last week I was hit with two requests to take in rottweilers. Now, we are planning a trip to NYC in July, so I'm trying very hard NOT to take in more dogs right now. But when I see faces like these two, I've very hard pressed to turn them down. The two pics on the right are a young male rottie in Pennsylvania who will be coming next weekend along with a German Shepherd pup. The beautiful girl on the left is in WV and may be coming early next week, perhaps with a litter of mixed breed puppies. Apparently the "SUCKER" tattoo on my forehead is visible for quite some distance.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Filly was adopted by a very nice couple from Maryland who have been driving to VGSR adoption events for several weeks now, anxious and actively looking for a dog. Filly, you may recall, is a skinny little shepherd with a big attitude. It didn't matter that she was a newcomer to the pack; she moved in and took charge. I swear, only a female shepherd could pull it off.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Still, it was a nice event. We had a lot of volunteers come out to help that I hadn't seen in a while, including some former adopters, always nice to see. Brady was charming; he really works the crowd. Teddy was shy but got a lot of attention from volunteers and finally warmed up and got his confidence up. Frisky was uncharacteristically barky and Filly was just herself (more on her in a later post).
I drove Brady to Crozet on Monday, met the couple and their 8 year old son, recently moved from Wisconsin. Nice folks and Brady is a nice dog, so they hit it off. I'm taking him to their place to do the adoption on Friday evening so they will have all weekend to spend with him. Wish us luck.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
They have not one, but two large dogs. Both Cassie and Cooper were adopted from us. These folks started new careers, moved twice, and had a baby, all without dumping their dogs.
These are seemingly impossible feats for so many people these days, who dump their dogs along with all other aspects of their single lives when they buy that first mini-van.
I'm sure it wasn't always easy, but then, neither is giving up your dog, or at least it shouldn't be.
You may recall that I recently took in a VGSR return named Marine. His first owner was a young marine who committed suicide and the second owner was a cop with no realization of what was involved in owning a dog. I took him back from the cop because his orginal foster home was full. I didn't figure I'd have him long because he's a good looking young male, always in high demand.
He was returned to us at the last Gainesville adoption event (See, "A pretty good day", Sunday, May 24, 2009), where a young woman came to meet some of our foster dogs. She was interested in my Chance. So interested, in fact, that she drove down here to meet him. One of the things I liked most about her was that she was open to finding the right dog, regardless of breed even though she had been interested in shepherds orginally.
She settled on Marine, I arranged for a home visit in Reston (Thanks, Bob), and we met at the end of the week in Culpeper to do the adoption paperwork and transfer the dog. Marine moved right in with few transition problems. He now has a new home and an upgrade in title -- Sarge.
The email at the end of the first day sounded wonderful, they had had a great day, but that is the honeymoon period so I waited until another email today before finally considering him to be adopted. Sarge doesn't need to be crated at night, he is friendly to absolutely everyone, and the adopter is still planning to take him for training. The boyfriend's female shepherd has some adjusting to do, but it didn't sound like anything that can't be worked out by the dogs themselves.