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Rocky was Adopted!

July 30, 2008

Well, little man Rocky is now in his forever home with new dad Jerry. Rocky and Jerry met on Sunday. Rocky is a little unsure about new people, particularly when they try to pick him up. So Jerry took a seat on the couch and let Rocky come to him. Rocky obliged and share his squeaky toy with Jerry while sitting in his lap. Hopefully Rocky has adjusted and warmed up to his new dad by now.

We’ll miss the little guy, that’s for sure. He was a joy to have around, and we would have had no problem if he had had to stay with us longer. But I know he’ll be loved and spoiled in his new home where he’ll be the only dog for a while (which means no sharing the lap with another pooch).

Good luck Rocky! We’ll miss you!

We’ll be cat sitting in about a week, and the kitties will be staying with us for almost two weeks, so we’ll be taking a little break from dog fostering. We should have a new pup by the end of August though, and I’ll be sure to post all about the lucky dog.

Thanks for reading. See you at the dog park.

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Rocky Has An Adoption Appointment!!

July 23, 2008

Ah, the good life, the life of a foster dog in our household. Yep, that’s the same Rocky you see in the earlier post. But now he’s clean, comfortable, and happy. We have had the little guy for just over a month now and he has been an absolute joy. He was housebroken that first weekend and has adjusted to our work schedule beautifully and is able to hold it while we’re at work. No accidents. He gets along with our Min Pin and he’s polite to the cats. Okay, he’s mostly terrified of the cats and avoids them at all costs. But he has started to show some interest, if only he could get close enough for a sniff.

Rocky is a quiet and well behaved little guy, and he has “cool hair” as my husband would say. (See the picture below from his rescue day). He has learned to sit before I put down his food bowl, to sit when it’s time to come back in from a romp in the back yard, and he crates up when we tell him to. Gotta love that. We were only able to train one other foster dog to crate up on command, and it took him longer than a month. Rocky had that down in about two weeks. He’s a smart little guy.

Rocky also discovered the joy of a good squeaky toy and it’s now non-stop squeakage at the House of L.

But this may just be our last week with this wonderful little pup. We received an application for him earlier this week and are now in the process of finalizing an appointment for Sunday. His potential adopter is a single man, who is home more than away and has no other pets. He owned a Min Pin and a Yorkie previously (how ironic) so he’s used to the small breeds, particularly the small terriers. He has a lifestyle that will allow him to devote plenty of time, love and attention to little Rocky, and that’s exactly what we want for our little buddy.

So keep your fingers crossed for us and I’ll be sure to post an update next week!!

Thanks for reading. See you at the dog park!

Meet Our New Foster Rocky!

June 16, 2008

This is little Rocky. He’s a terrier mix (Yorkie/Cairn perhaps?), or as I like to say, “He’s a little scruffy dog!” He’s has cute little round brown eyes that just stare up at you, giving him a sad little face. And his hair sticks up all over, much like Einstein’s did. Its quite endearing really.

Rocky was sprung from the joint on Friday, June 13th. Being the day that he was rescued from the kill list, and given a second chance at life, it should have been a pretty lucky day for the little guy. But ended up being a pretty rough one instead. That evening we went to a fundraiser event, “Yappy Hour” at a resort in Scottsdale. The first hour went well, he got lots of attention from folks. But then I put him down to get a drink of water. The water bowls were near a door to the patio. One of the guests came in with her dog. The dog sniffed at Rocky and then turned to walk away. Suddenly it turned back and chomped down on little Rocky, picked him up and started off with him, shaking him and all that, as if Rocky were a toy (and maybe that’s what the dog thought he was….). I was of course yelling and screaming. When you’re in a situation like that, you’re not always thinking, you’re just reacting. Luckily, someone else did have their wits about them and dumped a large pitcher of cold water on the dog’s head. It let Rocky go and I scooped him up and backed off quick. Rocky let out the scream that little dogs scream when they’re frightened out their tiny little skulls, which of course scared everyone present, even more so than we already were. We rushed him out of that room into a quiet office to look him over. He has a little sore on one of his front legs, but its minor and should heal up quick. No other punctures, though he did bite his tongue, but it only bled a little bit.

He’s come out of it sore, and a little nervous of everything in general, but I don’t think there’s any lasting physical damage. He was a rather happy-go-lucky pup when I picked him up, but not so much right now. I’m hoping that after a week or two in quiet, stress-free, safe and loving environment, that he’ll perk up and be back to normal. I came out of it with rug burn on the top of one foot, bruises on my knees, and nasty sore on the inside of one knuckle (I think the leash ripped the skin when he was pulled from me).

But now its time to tell you a little about Rocky. He’s a quiet little guy who loves some lap time. He’s a bit of a circus dog in that he’ll get up on his hind legs and walk a bit if he thinks there’s something up high of interest. He has jumped up onto our dining room chairs in order to get high enough for me to pay attention to him (hey, it worked didn’t it?). He enjoys looking out the front window, and even more so if the office chair is pushed up close to it so he can sit rather than stand as he watched the street. Rocky also enjoys the large dog bed we have. All the little guys love it. He spent about an hour yesterday passed out on his back, head to the side, legs up in the air. Here’s a picture that I took of the little guy. (**Note: This photo has been censored, as this is a family friendly blog. ;D)

So far, he has not shown much interest in toys or playing, but new fosters often don’t until they have been with us for a bit and are more comfortable. He does not try to get Marie to play with him, but he has tried to sniff her a few times. The cats absolutely terrify him and he avoids them at all costs. Even if it means taking the long way around the dining room table.

Rocky enjoys being picked up and held. He likes to be close. He also likes to curl up for his naps in safe little spots such as under the dining room chairs, between the bar stools at our kitchen island, in the little space between the recliner/end table/sofa, under my worktable, etc. He actually briefly went into his crate when I was working in that room yesterday.

He does okay in the crate when we leave or at night. He’ll bark for a while, but then quiets down.
Overall, so far he’s been a good little guy. He’s only had a few accidents in the house, but they were really “marking” more than anything. He’s not yet neutered, so its to be expected. There are plenty of other fosters that marked those same places, so he’s just letting future fosters know he was there. Think of it as doggie graffiti.

Well, that’s about all I can tell you about this sweet little guy for now. As we get to know him better, I’ll be sure to post some updates and of course some great new photos.

Thanks for reading. See you at the dog park!