Keyla showed up in an email last week that had been forwarded from a friend. The original sender was four layers down on the email and it wasn't even clear where the dog was located. I sent an email and got a fast response. The dog was local and still in need of a home. I might not have been so anxious but for the fact that I had an adopter ready, willing, waiting, and eager to adopt a rottie, and Keyla sounded perfect.
I met her last weekend. She came on Tuesday. We went to the vet on Wednesday. She's going to her new home on Friday. It's a lot happening very quickly for her, but she's handling it very well. She didn't eat the first day, but she has some weight to spare so I wasn't concerned. The hunger strike didn't last into the second day so I knew she was adjusting quickly. She was good in the crate in the office the first night. She met all the dogs without incident. We went to the vet on Wednesday. She was scared at first but she did very well, even with the blood draw. She was happy when it was over.
|Hanging out in my office.|
|At the vet, looking worried|
|Coming back into the exam room|
after the trip "in back" where
they did everything.
|Happy that it was all over.|
|Happy that it all went well.|