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Meet the dogs: Part 2

12:07, Monday, December 31, 2007 .. Posted in We love animals .. 2 comments .. Link

We had been home from our trip about a month. Having Buddy, full of lively puppy energy, was a bit of an adjustment for me. I wasn't used to having a 20 pound dog bounding at me on a whim, chewing on inappropriate objects. And truthfully, I had always been partial to cats, with their calm, independent demeanor, quietly tip-toeing along. But my husband had wanted a dog badly, and loved to take Buddy to a nearby park for early morning walks which helped burn off that puppy energy.

One morning, he and the dog returned from one such walk, and my husband looked concerned. He told me there was a dog at the park with no collar, a friendly female dog that from the looks of it had recently had puppies. This strange dog had played with Buddy for a bit before following another dog walker off down a path. Other people at the park had told my husband that the dog had been there for at least an hour, and this was very early in the morning.
"So, are you going back for the dog?" I asked, noticing our extra collar in his hand, the one too large for Buddy.
And when I turned around, my husband was gone, so I knew there would be an extra dog when I came home from work later.

Dutifully, my husband both went back for the stray dog, and made flyers advertising her "found" status which he posted all over town. He spoke with the park rangers, who had been made aware of the dog and were glad to know my husband had taken her. The rangers said they got strays all the time, and as the phone never rang in response to the flyers, it was painfully obvious this dog was another unwanted drop-off.

"Scrappy", as she came to be called, loved my husband. This hefty forty-pound Boxer-mix just seemed to know that my husband saved her, and followed him from room to room, crying at the door when he would leave for work. I tried to console the very smelly Scrappy, who had clearly been an outside dog, and smelled like a thousand rotting mounds of earth. Her first night with us was hard, as she was visibly confused about being in a new place with strange people, strange food, and with another strange dog in residence. I felt bad for her. We gave her a bath. We gave her treats, and toys. And in a few weeks, we gave up on the idea of providing "foster care" for her until a local humane group could find her a permanent home. Because she had found one.

Welcome home, Scrappy!
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02:31, Monday, December 31, 2007 .. Posted by gabbie427
Another beautiful dog!!! You are so lucky.

I love both stories of how the dogs "found you"!!! How sweet.

God's Blessings,
Amy Jo

**Thanks, Amy Jo. I love posting stories of good news. :-) Many Blessings to you for a happy new year!**
Monica

Edited by Mennobrarian on Tuesday, January 1, 2008 at 12:18

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10:49, Monday, February 11, 2008 .. Posted by kate
Monica, Scrappy is so cute! : )

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