Our waif from Greeley …

… hit the jackpot with a new home in Berthoud, Colorado.  Recent transplants from Illinois, Debra and Mark are enjoying our typically mild winters.  Contrary to popular belief, the foothills and plains of Colorado are not coated in snow the entire winter.  The mountains, however, are a different story and we love to hear that our mountain snowpack is “above average.”

Elle is settling in to her new home with little fanfare.  Their resident cat, however, may have a different opinion of her new “roomie.” 

Here’s what Deb and Mark had to say about Elle’s first week …

Hi Vickie,  Elle has been here a week.  She has been a good dog.  She and Debra have bonded and she follows her around like Debra wanted.  She goes outside but is subtle about wanting out.  We take her out often.  We have found two bad habits of hers.  One she would be a car chaser.  When cars go by she runs across the back yard like she is chasing.   But she never goes out alone and can’t leave the yard so it is not a problem.  She doesn’t do it while on a leash.  The other bad habit is she is a beggar.  She begs at the dinner table.  We have not given her anything but she has to be scolded when she stands up. The crate is going much better.  She still whimpers but for a very short time.  She figures she is going to spend the night in there.   When we leave she will still howl. You can hear her in the garage.   Other than that she is a great companion for Debra.  She and the cat are getting along great.  Elle wants to play more but the cat ignores her when she is not interested so Elle  just walks off.  She is eating better now.  She started off eating one time a day.  But she eats twice.  Loves her greenies. They are much cheaper onliine than at pet store.  Everything is good.  She is right at home now and is learning her boundaries.  Debra & Mark H.

Besides Elle getting a new home, we’re excited to welcome Debra and Mark as new foster parents for our organization!!  Thank you for stepping up to the plate and opening your hearts and home for a dog that needs a second chance at a new life.  It is only through our foster homes that we are successful in this endeavor.  Again, welcome!!

The Rhythm of Rescue …

There’s a certain rhythm to rescue, one that’s difficult to put into words.  Like waves on a beach, it ebbs and flows from day to day, month to month and dog to dog.  Long-standing protocols are put into place with each arrival, offering the new foster a sense of balance and structure.  Given that my dogs are already “with the program,” the foster is generally assimilated into the pack with little fanfare.  Fosters just fall into line and cue off the resident canines, making my job much easier.

Yesterday was a double tide day … after four months in foster care and extensive medical treatment, Bubba went to his new home.  A handsome boy with his new haircut, he amped up the charm for his new owner, Cindy.  Left in his wake are the foster parents — John and Neil — who lovingly nursed him back to health, and then had the fortitude to send him on to a new home.  Not always an easy thing and especially so when fostering for the first time (thanks, guys!).  No matter how many times we manage to let go, there will always be those fosters that we keep close to our heart.  But, as Neil put it, “Bubba’s journey isn’t finished yet.”   With Bubba’s new home, including canine and feline siblings, his travels are now complete.  Quite the road for a dog abandoned and left tied to a fence in rural Kansas.  As have all the others who have gone before, I look forward to hearing how he’s blooming in his new home. 

Late yesterday afternoon, four-year old Elle arrived from Greeley.  A stray found wandering the streets, she was taken in by a college student who attempted to find her owners.  Despite having a microchip, the effort failed as the previous owners neglected to change their contact information after a move.  Our thanks to Grace and Mike for getting Elle into rescue when it would have been easier  to just give her away or turn her over to a shelter!  And thanks again to John and Neil for agreeing to take on another foster so quickly!!

Having six dogs in the house this morning was very much like herding cats.  While everyone knows their place for the individual food bowls, they still have to mill around.  Remembering names becomes more problematic the more dogs that are underfoot and especially when two of them have the same coloring.  No wonder hubby calls them all “Larry.”  Elle was more interested in seeing what the others had in their bowls instead of eating her breakfast.  Pip finished her breakfast quickly and was quite willing to scarf down Elle’s abandoned bowl.  These three need to go outside immediately after breakfast … these two have to leave the kitchen … this one comes out of his crate where he’s just finished his breakfast.  One of the three that went outside is now standing at the back door, barking to be let back in.  Added to the ordered chaos is some sort of gastric bug that’s making  the rounds … four of the six dogs have thrown up in the past 24 hours.  So goes the rhythm of rescue …