The new, younger, Lady was good here yesterday. She learned to do the stairs, both up and down, in one try and after that did them on her own like she had been doing so all her life. She fell into the crate routine almost instantly and would run directly to her crate upstairs in my office as soon as she came back in the house. All indications seemed to be that she will be a pretty easy foster and an all around good dog. She's shy, but that's about the worst thing I can say about her, and that's really not a bad thing because overly confident shepherds are more likely to be problematic.
Saturday morning I had a phone call and Facebook message from another foster home offering to take in the young Lady. I jumped at it because it was an offer from someone I know and trust, and she will be better equipped to get Lady adopted permanently.
It was particularly fortuitous because the plans to meet the rottie, Lance, had shifted from the Shenandoah Valley to Haymarket, in northern Virginia. I was able to arrange a meeting at the Sheetz gas station in Haymarket to accomplish both transfers at the same place and time.
The timing was perfect. I got Lady transfered and on her way and then Lance showed up shortly thereafter. Lance is a big boy. The pics I had seen must have been taken when he first came in back in February. He's been well fed since then and has really bulked up, too much really. He was hard to handle even for me and I think I'd use a prong collar on him if I was to try to walk them on a leash. 
He seems like a nice boy. He rode home nicely. I gave him the dog yard by himself because I don't think he's had much chance to exercise in quite a while. We noticed what appears to be testicles on a dog that was purported to be neutered, so I've sent an email asked for clarification and verification. His paperwork shows him to be neutered, but it says nothing about when or where it was actually done, and appearances are to the contrary. We will see. Handsome boy though. We are going to meet his prospective new home on Sunday morning. 
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Rotties are the only dogs I know of that sometimes come out of rescue fatter than they went in! Given ample food and little exercise they cheerfully pack on the pounds. Low-cal dog food, limited treats and table food, and more activity usually works wonders. He looks like a happy and handsome boy, hope he finds someone to attach himself to soon.
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