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Adventures in dog fostering, chapter #7642
I have a new little foster dog staying with me. The manager of my shelter called me last week and wanted to...
“Something moved in the grass, I’m telling you!”
Two of these dogs don’t much care for the tractor-mower. One of them is riveted. I’ll bet you can guess which dog wouldn’t stop following me today.
Dogs don’t drive! (Except when parked. Why is the driver’s seat so popular with dogs?)
Smart foster girl earned off-leash privileges in three days (and got grass-stains on her forehead from somersaulting in the deepgrassrunningjoy)
Foster/assess project: So far, 100% adorable.
My sister and her three little dogs. Yes, she is one of those women who always carries a purse, and takes hikes in a colorful skirt. And yes, her dogs adore her and even off-leash, rarely get more than a few feet aeay from her. Otto stayed with them while I was on vacation and while happy to see me again, wasn’t THRILLED to ser me again, if you know what I mean. Thank you, Pam and family, for taking good care of him for me.
Today’s new friends. You may have guessed I am not at home.
Made a new friend today. Very personable.
This little service dog may be overweight, arthritic, and off-leash... but I watched him walk with his Vietnam veteran owner through a crowd and never get more than 10 inches from his side. #damngooddog #thankyoubothforyourservice
Silly Nova, from foster litter in Oct 2018 and now
Incredulous that no one else wants to swim at dusk in winter
Gorgeous evening
Soaking up the sun
Doesn’t matter if it’s freezing or raining, he’s gonna wade
My friend Leonora is fostering these two young ladies. About four months old. Apparently dumped in her neighborhood. Will be available for adoption from the Northwest SPCA in a week or two. Shepherd? Maybe a little mastiff or some thing big in there? Sweet, smart, Already well mannered from just 10 days with a dog-savvy foster provider.
Their ears tell the tale: rain.
Tiny Sampson’s turn at slow-mo. #superdog
#nofilter The light here at this time of year is just unreal. And when this dog dies I’m going to be awfully tempted to have him stuffed. Not really. But isn’t he handsome?
When he fetches in tall grass he always starts with these adorable fox hops. I mimed throwing something just to catch this footage. Forgive me, Woody, it’s too cute!
Saw some good sized racoon prints in the mud at the lake shore — way bigger than Samson”s feet, but not that much smaller than 70-pound Woody’s feet.