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.
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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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