EEYORE

So, if you know me and you are reading my blog, you know I am a bit of a crazy animal person. I love all animals (except maybe snakes and spiders and mosquitoes and flies), but I think I love dogs the most. They each have their own personality, and they offer a lot. They make you smile, and laugh, and cry. They provide comfort when you are sick or sad. And, they sometimes drive you a little crazy.

You also probably know that The Musician and I work with rescue and foster. My favorite breed is the American Eskimo Dog. . .probably because of White Boots and Wolfie. We have fostered many R'eskies in our day and worked a lot with Eskie Rescuers United in the National Capitol Area. Since our move to San Antonio, we are working with SA R.O.C.K.S. They are an all breed rescue . . .and of course, we pick up the occasional stray. Seems there are so many stray dogs in our neighborhood, which makes me very sad. So, I've decided to share about the temporary dogs we host(ed) since moving to Texas.  

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First up--Eeyore

Driving home from a race, we saw this gentle giant ambling along the side of the road in our neighborhood. We stopped the car. ..he stopped walking. We walked over to him...he laid down. He had no collar and was skinny and dusty. His poor head was probably wider than his body. And he was BIG!!! We looped a leash (because we always have one with us) around his neck and he hopped into the car. He was hungry and thirsty and he ate well.  I don't think he could hunt for himself. He would let you take food out of his mouth . . .even when he was hungry. If you wanted it from him, he would give it to you. He was able to worm his way through the Girls' doggie door. He was housetrained and quiet. I'm not sure he ever made a sound .

Then we panicked . . .we were going out of town in a week!!! What were we going to do?!?!?! Every no-kill shelter and rescue was full  . . .if they called us back. SA R.O.C.K.S didn't have a foster home available. He didn't have a microchip.

He didn't play with toys, but was stuck to my leg like velcro. Not demanding anything, just wanted to be close. He did NOT like to be alone. Left outside in the backyard, in about 10 minutes he ate and destroyed our gate. . .desperate not to be alone.

He whimpered at night when he slept in the bathroom. I slept on blankets in the bathtub to keep him company. I couldn't sneak past him to bed when he started snoring. He must have slept with one eye open.  He would get up in the night to drink, then he would drop his head into the tub to check to make sure he was still there . . .dripping water from his big mouth. I was quite the sucker.

We had to leave town and we boarded him with the local kennel who provides rescue discounts. On the day before we came home, his kennel was being cleaned. Five minutes was all it took and he started his roaming again. We were heartbroken. The kennel manager was devastated because he planned to adopt Eyeore. I pray that someone else found him wandering and took him home. He is a great big boy.