Isn't that ear adorable?
I mentioned that I think the adopters made a sincere effort to keep Scarlett, so perhaps their hearts were in the right place, but they returned Scarlett to us with some problems. She is a submissive/excitable pee-er, is not socialized well with other dogs or with people (though she is young enough that we can probably remedy this), is majorly food-aggressive, and is cat-aggressive. These all could have been easily nipped in the bud by the adopters, because she was a tiny baby when she went out, but it just goes to show how little most people know about dogs, and how little effort they take to learn.
We can begin to deal with these fairly easily in a short time at our house, with the exception of the cat aggression. We will not risk the safety of our cats to foster dogs. One of our cats, while she can probably take most dogs, gets pissed and disappears, which makes us worry, and one is (well, was, she passed today and I will dedicate a post to her soon, but I am not ready to talk about it right now) too old to have to deal with that kind of shit.
So, Scarlett was with us a week and left 3/10 to go live at another foster house; one with no cats. However, also on 3/10, Blynken FINALLY GOT ADOPTED! Remember, she had lived here since January 4th, so we had grown quite attached to her. I knew someone was interested in her, and when I found out it was a 21 year old guy, I was all set to dislike him. However, he came in with his mom and the new pup was to be a birthday present. He had lost the dog he'd had since was was 6 in November, and it was time for another one. He had found Blynken online, driven over an hour to get to the event, didn't want to look at any of the other puppies, didn't care that I really didn't know what breed she is, and promised all on his own to send me photos, since I'd had her so long. He also said he was all about positive reinforcement and said hands were for affection, not hitting. I think she went to a great home, and I can't wait to get updates on her life.
You may have noticed, though, that it's hard for me to come home from an adoption event with fewer dogs than I went with. So, Starla and Pepper Jack came home with me. We brought in 11 new dogs from 2 different places during the adoption event on Saturday. It was a long day, to understate things. I don't have a picture of Starla, but she is a small dog, maybe a chihuahua mix? who has a cough and sneezes frequently, and may be pregnant (Shhh...I haven't shared that with Tony yet, so don't tell him). We are having to keep her separated from the other dogs, since she might be sick, but she is a sweetheart. She loves to cuddle and is very bouncy. She's also house-trained! Hooray! That doesn't happen often. This...
Is Pepper Jack, otherwise known as Fluffbutt! He is 9 weeks old and weighs 13 lbs. He also (knock on wood) has not had any accidents in the house. I think he is St. Bernard and Border Collie. I want to keep him. Tony does, too, but he is fighting himself. He's probably wise, and says we don't "need" a dog. But what a thing to base getting a dog on. Who "needs" a dog? Especially if they already have one. Maybe a blind or disabled person, I guess. Anyway, he was a little shy at first, but he has made himself right at home over the past few days. This is last night.
He's taking up Tony's entire side of our very colorful bed. He also likes his new "siblings".
One of these doesn't belong.
Brownie even lets him nurse with them. She is such a pushover when it comes to other dogs. Anyway, I need to go work on a quilt, but I will keep you updated!