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Showing posts with label fostering dogs for adoption. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fostering dogs for adoption. Show all posts

Thursday, January 14, 2010

A Face Only A Mom Could Love


Remember Yoda?  The foster dog who was supposed to go to a forever home after he was tested and trained.   Well, you know how that went.  Yoda is in his forever home...mine!

Yoda is enjoying the company of Gentry or Gen.  They play very well together and are like Mutt and Jeff.

Gen looks scary here but she is very gently playing with a dog one fifth her size.  Hopefully Gen will have a happy tale to tell soon...from her forever home.  Wish her luck.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

New Foster Dog...Help!


I have to learn how to say no!  I have a new foster dog to be trained.  Gentry, or Gen, is a beautiful Border Collie mix with a bob tail.  She is already smarter than me.

Andrew and Gen have hit is off quite well.  Gen is house trained, already knows "Look at me" and "sit" and just in two days!  How can I clean house and ride horses when I keep getting new dogs to train????

Gen has Yoda's stamp of approval.  Just look at that face!  A big red bow is all she needs to make someone a wonderful gift.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Gypsy Galoot..Uh, Rose Lee Update

Armed with Dr Pepper to save me if we get lost, we begin a walk. There is so much to see for Gypsy, a new smell every half inch. Gypsy doesn't have heeling down quite yet but is doing much better. She knows I go out the door first and I come in first. We begin our walk with some training and I let her off leash to get some running done.

It is sad to say this is my "big" sister, Beverly, on the right and me with Gypsy. I used this to show how big the dog is and I have just proven how big I am. I shall have to pose next time with larger items so I will look small.

Gypsy has discovered a terripin and does not know what it is and tried to open the container. No luck and we move on to something else. Doesn't she look sporty in her bright red collar?

If I could hook Gypsy up to our power supply, we would have no electric bill. This girl is full of energy. Here she is checking out the old hog pond on the hill. If there is water, she is in it. I have heard hounds can track under water. I wonder if that is what she is doing when she submerses her head and blows bubbles.
Gypsy by the old model T

Monday, August 24, 2009

Did A One Eighty...

Did not buy a dog, did not get a pound puppy either. Decided that maybe my see-sawing dog wishes were not because I wanted a dog but because I could work with them and make better pets.

Here is my first foster dog! ICARE in this county has more dogs than they have foster homes. They have had great success adopting to many different states.

This is my mission to help Gypsy Rose Lee, that's right, Gypsy Rose Lee, become a better settled, better trained pet for adoption.

Knew she loved water when I gave her a drink after I picked her up and she stuck half her head into the bucket and blew giant air bubbles.
So guess where her first romp was At The Farm? Gypsy loved it! She snuffled, she blew bubbles, she drank, she cavorted and just had a good time all around.

Of course there was the traditional butt sniffing but Gypsy was more eager to play than sniff or be sniffed.
I have discovered a few things. She loves children, does well with dogs, does not meet a stranger but I suspect Gypsy has never seen a cow or a horse. She was quite intimidated and I had to carry the big galoot past the cows the first time.. She is interested in cats and chickens but I corrected her and moved her to another area. We shall have to work on that a bit at a time.

We definitely know for sure, she loves water! Gypsy kept going back to the water, in the water, around the water, though the water and had, I think, a glorious time. Gypsy comes when called so that is a plus for starting out. I could allow her off leash in this area.

Gypsy ran as if she had never been free but always came when I whistled. Now she is quietly laying behind me on a rug after having her second walk of the evening.

I do not know her breed but she has hound in her. Since she is marked like our Border Collies but has short hair, big paws and giant ears, I am dubbing her a Border Hound, a new designer breed.
(We no longer call them mutts or mixed breeds but designer breeds, now isn't that elegant? It doesn't matter what the father or mother was, breeders out there, listen up. When it is not the same breed, it is a MUTT!)

I thought, in addition to the regular light training of come, sit, stay, heel, I should introduce her to house training since more than likely Gypsy will become some one's house dog. My goal is to make her calm-submissive in the words of the great dog whisperer, to make her accept all the animals here with no aggression toward them, and to remain the wonderful people person she is.

Gypsy will be spayed tomorrow. She had ticks and fleas...a lot!...that has been taken care of and she has ear mites which will be eliminated in a couple of days with medicine.

Welcome to my adventure in the land of fostering an animal for adoption. May I train her well and may she find a wonderful forever home with ICARE's help.

Put the word out there, guys, I got a good dog for adoption! If Gypsy is not what you are looking for check out ICARE's home page.
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