Sunday, November 22, 2009

Lucy's new dad!

Last night, Lucy was delivered into the hands of a young man (college grad) named Michael. He lives in the Edmond/Oklahoma City area and was so excited to include Lucy into his life.

He has a fenced backyard, no other pets, so Lucy will get his undivided attention. Another plus? he lives less than a block from the local dog park (pictures coming soon!)

I am so pleased! In slightly over three weeks, Lucy has gone from a panic striken, grossly neglected dog to a happy, bouncy, slightly goofy fur bundle of joy!

Good luck to Michael and Lucy! and THANK YOU to all who called and inquire about her and especially to PAWS!

Rescue dogs are the best . . they are grateful for their homes and the attention given to them. If you need a dog, bypass the breeder and pet stores and check out your local dog pound, shelter or dog rescue group. You won't regret it!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

We named her Lucy and she needs a good home . . .

UPDATED WITH NEW PHOTOS AT THE BOTTOM

The PAWS adoption clinic did not go well for her. It was the day after she was plucked out of the bushes and she spent the entire adoption clinic cowered in her cage and growling at everyone who came near. (read the post below this one to learn about her story)
I am happy to report that almost all of the nasty ticks have fallen off and that she has put on a lot of weight (eats like a piglet right now . . I'm sure she still wonders if each meal is her last LOL). She is happy, bright and a delightful pup to be around. She adores playing and soaks in the hugs and kisses. She is completely social and loves everyone she meets. I am sure the next adoption clinic will go well for her.


She loves playing ball and will bring it right back to your hand. She caught on to sit very quickly but like most puppies there are too many distractions for stay to mean much. She caught onto the doggie door very quick and as of the last 3 days has gone outside to do her business without a fuss or accidents.



She is great around the cat, curious but not threatening, in fact the cat scared her to death the first time he turned around and faced her (Monster has raised a LOT of dogs!) She gets on well with our dogs (my jack russell Scout is a cranky old thing though . . and will be happy when she leaves and can resume her queen status)

She is a good girl and deserves a family that will love her. For adoption information, you can call me here 1-800-276-7754 or contact PAWS at
pawspals@msn.com


7-12-15 UPDATE:  Six years ago, Lucy was delivered into the hands of a young man (college grad) named Michael. He lives in the Edmond/Oklahoma City area and was so excited to include Lucy into his life.

He had a fenced backyard, no other pets, so Lucy got his undivided attention. Another plus? he lived less than a block from the local dog park!

I am so pleased! In slightly over three weeks, Lucy has gone from a panic striken, grossly neglected dog to a happy, bouncy, slightly goofy fur bundle of joy!

Michael is now married and Lucy resides in the very happy home of Michael, his wife and two children which she adores.  They say she is the BEST dog.  I am so pleased that I stopped to pluck her out of the bushes.

Rescue dogs are the best . . they are grateful for their homes and the attention given to them. If you need a dog, bypass the breeder and pet stores and check out your local dog pound, shelter or dog rescue group. You won't regret it!

NEW LUCY PICS!


This is Lucy, six years later with muddy feet from a frisbee chase




Outside, being a mud puppy


Relaxing with toys


THIS is what happy, healthy and LOVED looks like!!

Thank you Michael!!




Saturday, November 7, 2009

Doing the right thing . . .

Even if it means you are late to where you are going, smell like a dog and may have fleas.

Friday afternoon, as I waited at the drive up bank window, I watched a small young dog walk from car to car in the parking lot and stop and look up into every window.

Even from across the parking lot, I could see that she was in bad shape and looked so forlorn and confused at every car she looked into. I was late already for a holiday show where I was setting up to sell my cards, but my heart absolutely melted on the spot.

When I finished my transaction, I pulled into the lot, parked my car and went to find her. When I whistled at her, she turned towards me, tucked her tail and slinked away. When I got close to her, she bared her teeth and appeared -- for lack of better words -- hysterical with fear. I finally backed her into a corner of two fences and sat on the edge of the flowerbed near her. Every time I stretched out my hand, she panicked, bared her teeth and screeched. I was so torn . . I was already late, but, could not bring myself to give up and leave her there.

You could see that she was skin and bones and hadn’t eaten for a obviously a while, so I walked back to my truck and found the bag of carrots and a mozzarella cheese stick that I was planning on eating on the way to the show. After a few bites, she decided I was an ok human and let me pick her up. This dog by looking at the breed (near we can determine a boxer mutt mix) and size should weigh about 20-25 pounds, I bet she didn’t weigh 10. She had ticks the size of raisins and every bone was sticking through her skin.

I was envisioning my husband killing me at this moment (we have 3 adopted dogs already). I took her to the local adoption shelter (www.paws pals.com) and asked if they would take her and as luck would have it . . they were holding an adoption clinic in Tulsa the next day. They fed her, dipped her and gave her puppy shots and seemed to think she would be adopted before the day was over. I offered to “foster” her if she wasn’t adopted and needed a home to rehabilitate in (again, envisioning what my husband will say) . . so we shall see.
I will add a picture as soon as I have one.

She is so sweet, despite the obvious neglect and abuse she as suffered. I am always amazed at the ability of a dog to forgive and still be loving after all that. Humans have a lot to learn.

I made it to my show . . a little late . . a little smelly LOL and I’m sure I have a flea or two . . . But some things are worth the effort.