Momma's got a brand new home

Whenever a litter of pups comes into rescue it's the mother dog that I worry about most. That was Della, Diamond, Allison, Lexie, Luna, and the doggie daddy, Kilo. And of course our first foster dog, Maggie, some 21 or 22 years ago. Those that have raised a litter under difficult or impossible conditions, often at the expense of their own health, always at the expense of their own happiness, those dogs deserve the very best. That's why I was so annoyed that some other rescue group had offered to take in Reese's youngest litter of pups, but not the older ones, and not Momma Reese herself. That just pissed me off.

Today was the day that made it all worthwhile. Not all of the pups are placed yet, but a couple have been adopted and two more are in new foster homes where they are getting the experiences and learning that they have missed out on to date. But today Reese went to a new home and I couldn't be happier. 

Reese had to meet and be accepted by two dogs in the new home, a playful male who liked her immediately, and an older female who can be very selective about her friends. We met out in the pasture and the male immediately engaged her in play. Reese was a bit uncertain at first, but he won her over and they had a great time running the trails in the pasture. The female wasn't so interested in play, but Reese met her appropriately and the two of them were soon walking together as well. 

Reports and pictures after their arrival back home have all been good. Reese was running and playing like a dog should, not as a mother with her pups, but as a young girl with a new friend. A beautiful and contented young female dog will emerge in the days to come as Reese begins to shed the many layers of fear and anxiety that have been weighing her down.

Would you like to play a game?

The female dog knew that Reese was no threat and they got along fine.