Sweet Sunday

Sunday was a pretty good day. Former foster Colby, a dutch shepherd mix, got adopted. She had gone to another foster home when I went to New York but was due to come back home with me yesterday. Instead she went to her new adoptive home, which I think will be a good one. She has two boys who are a good age and size to play with, and a fenced yard in Falls Church in which to play.

Former foster Sadie was also at yesterday's adoption event. She's doing well in her current foster home, even with two cats.

Apparently she picked out my van when walking through the parking lot yesterday. She's a very smart dog and will do well wherever she goes. She reminds me a lot of our late Emmylou.

Another former foster, Lexie, was there yesterday too. She has now finished the heartworm treatment and is going to her new adoptive home on Tuesday. This is Lexie on the left, with the resident dog from her foster home, Buddy, on the right. Buddy was once one of my fosters too. He was adopted by one of our volunteers who has been fostering Lexie. Buddy prefers female fosters, so I'll find him another one after Lexie goes to her new home.

Everyone noticed that Thor had gained weight and he is beginning to look much better. I left Trooper home yesterday (he didn't want to go anyway), and took along Buster instead.

Buster had demonstrated some occasional growliness at the shelter so I wasn't sure what to expect. I always like to hold a new dog myself the first time out, which was another reason for leaving Trooper at home. He turned out to be very good, however, we saw no problems and certainly no growls. He finally just laid down and stretched out on the sidewalk, but would let anyone come up to him and touch him.

Everyone liked him and he seemed to feel the same way. There was much speculation about his genetic make up. He has a black saddle style marking that is vaguely reminiscent of a shepherd, but that's about all that is. He's built more like a greyhound, his legs are incredibly long. The shelter he came from has him down as a redbone coonhound mix and that seems probable. He seems to have a hound's good temperament and he has a very hound-like coat, ears, face/smile, etc. He's a great dog. I suspect he was just scared at the shelter.