Idle weekend

I didn't do squat this weekend, but still some good things happened.  The new girl, Harley, went home to northern VA with a new VGSR foster.  Well, she's not exacly new, she's been around the dog world in Charlottesville for a long time and has fostered a lot for Animal Connections.  She had Big Boy for a few days before he moved to another foster home, and now she has Harley. 

She's perfect for Harley too, because the dog has no worldly experience and was rather shy with strangers.  I think she will be getting a lot of what she needs now if these pictures recently posted on the new foster's Facebook page are any indication. 

The yellow lab/golden that I got from the Fluvanna shelter was called Bubba, we renamed him Seamus but only had him a couple days, and his adopters have been calling him Bailey.  Whatever you call him, he's a great dog.  We met them in Charlottesville yesterday and completed the adoption contract on his guy. 

What these folks realized, and I wish more people realized, is that "great" does not mean "perfect."  He is a great dog, calm, cool, and collected, but he's not perfect. 

Also in the not perfect category, is Sunny (now Sofie), but her new owner loves her and is already working with a trainer on the less than perfect parts of her. 

Continuing in the same vein, Lilly's adopters called today, not to return her, but to seek some help in dealing with some persistent diarrhea.  All of the whorder's shepherds had some major digestive upset and it has taken a while to get their guts cleaned out and settled down to where they are working smoothly.  Lilly (Hope) is still scared of the husband and daughter too, but they are working on it, not giving up. 

I just received this pic from Romeo/Bear's adopters.  He's far from perfect, but he's getting better with his house manners, the cat, everything.  This is a dog who knew nothing but a filthy pen his whole life, so I think it's pretty amazing that he's done as well as he has already.  He's now learning to be a lap dog.

Last week's surgery cases are recovering well.  Dugan the boxer is acting like nothing happened.  He just needs to gain some weight.  He's eating three times a day now. 

Maggie Mae is feeling good again too, she's having a much faster recovery than I expected from all the surgery she had.  She is still in a crate in my office mostly, but she's wanting to get out and run more than she should yet.  Dugan is inside too, and with Harley moved out, I've brought Trooper and Jeremy back in as well.  It's a full house, but everyone is really good in their crates. 

The final pic is Samson the Wonder Dog, shown here with his baby brother.  Samson has apparently assumed the role of big brother and babysitter.  This is just a great picture. 

Rest in peace, Tasha, we miss you girl.