July 29th 2011 1:51 pm
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Well, here we are finally able to get back to tellin ya'all what is going on and what has been happing to and with me. When I was last able to bark out something was a long time ago, but I am back again to get all caught up. Theres a lot to tell but I will do my best to get everything in here.
My Daddies kept talking about moving somewhere. I knew something was up by the way Daddie #2 was talking on the thing he was putting to hear ear. But, at the time, I had no idea what was in store for me.
After a few weeks of them putthing thing in these big brown things boxes, and putting them in my ride. Then one day early in the morning, we all went and got in my ride. I thught we were going to my favorite place, the doggie park. But I was wrong. We went for a long time before we finally stopped and I could relieve myself. I had NO idea where I was at, but my Daddies walked me all around and gave me some water. We got back in and went till it got dark. We stopped again and they took me into a really nice place they were calling a "hotel". Our new place was really nice. Big bed for me to stretch out on, nice and warm. My Daddies seemed to really like it too.
The next day we were back in my ride and we went on again, repeating the same thing. It seemed like it was taking forever to get home again. But, I heard my Daddies talking about my ride and sayin it broke. But it was there every day when we went outside. I remembre it was cold outside and there was some white stuff on the ground (snow) that kept getting stuck up in my paws sometimes.
I did leave all my brothers and sisters "pee"mail all over the place every time we stopped and they took me out. I hope someone got them. We crossed a number of states, so hope they were all read.
When we finally got home, I got out and did not recognize where I was at all. So many new smells, things I have never seen. They took me inside of this new place, I was totally unsure if I wanted to stay there. But, after a few days, I did get to like it a whole lot. There were new people for me to meet and my feline siblings seemed to like it too.
Since being in my new home, I get to go outside without a leash in the yard. I also have new neighbors. I hear them called, goats, a mule, and a steer. I have a new doggie park I hang out at with all my new friends that are there too. I have new feline siblings too. They are very small, climb and walk/run over me. I don't care, they are fun to watch. (feral kittens we have taken in and are finding homes for)
I have gained a lot of weight since coming here too, I am now 80 pounds, but not fat. Don't know what kinds are in me, so they call me a mixed breed.
For now, I have to go. I'm goin for walkies, which I LOVE doin. Have a good day all, send pee-mail when ya'all get a chance.
October 23rd 2010 12:27 pm
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(Please note that this is written by Lazarus' owners and that since he is adopted, we do NOT know everything that happened to him in the past. We wish we did to give him a better life than what he had, but we can only do so much)
I am here at the SPCA kennel here in Northeast Ohio (Cleveland/Brooklyn) and I hear a lot of other dogs 'talking' and howling, looking to be adopted. Myself I am the timid and shy one as I don't like to cause a ruckus about myself.
As I recall from my puppy-hood, I was severely punished for things that I had no control over. I was hungry, had tons of bugs on me (fleas/ticks) and these patches that were super itchy (mange/ringworm). I HAD to leave, and so I did. It took all my strength to get to the nearest person, but I did it and found that they were nice.
A few days later, I was given to another person who loved me just as much. My confidence in people at this time was still wavering as I could not get the thoughts out of my head as how I was treated beforehand, but the love and care I was getting was nice.
Later I was put in a crate and transported to a far away place (Ohio SPCA) and taken care of even more. I was taken out for walks several times a day, and I realized that I LOVE scritches behind the ears (it feels WONDERFUL).
One day, I was out for a walk with a wonderful man. He appeared older, but was happy to just take me out to have a good time and learn about the world.
We walked back into where I was staying and saw another person there. He looked nice, but I was still a bit apprehensive. He petted me and showed me the same care that others here have. The long thing attached to the collar around my neck was handed to him and he also took me for a walk! Wow! Double the walkies!
He observed my gait and the way I walked, but it was short lived for this one. I was then returned to my 'staying area' and left there for a little bit.
Another person came in that this human was enamored with and he also looked. He also looked at a few others of my 'house mates', almost as if though he was gauging each of them. The other human asked him to take me for yet ANOTHER walkies and he did. Apparently this worked well because he spent a lot of time with me while we walked.
I am guessing that the first one didn't want to make a decision hastily as I smell another dog on them. Maybe they ended up giving up one that wasn't right for them? They didn't seem like bad humans, but maybe the previous dog they had with them wasn't right for them.
Either way, I am now here with them and they give me TONS of loving. Even though I am a severely picky eater, they try to give me new things and they do not get mad if I don't eat it right away. This is also helping me learn what smells and tastes good too. Do they understand what I have been through?
They also take me out around their 'area' (around the block a few times) so I can smell and mark and go to the bathroom two to three times a day.
I DID make a couple of mistakes, but they did not punish me for it! From what I understand is that they were not FULLY mad at me. They did show their displeasure about it, but I understood that they didn't read me well enough and well, you know, when ya gotta go, ya gotta go! I also heard them say that "It's not all his fault, as we didn't pay attention to his needs and we don't know how he was treated prior to us".
Even though I do try to hold it, even a pup like me can only hold it for so long! I am glad they are understanding. I thought when I first did it that I was going to be harmed when they came home so I laid down and cowered as they looked around, but instead they were understanding and pet me. I know they were upset, but why did they show me loving? Do they really understand what happened?
Yes, he did make a couple 'mistakes' in the house, but we couldn't punish him for it for the sheer aspect that we did not take him out in time. The first mistake was at 4:04am (yes, I remember), but he had been out at 9pm yet had drank a bit of water before I went to bed. I was displeased, but it was not his fault overall.
The second time me and my partner had to work late shifts and he pooped in the living room. We believe that if he was taken out earlier prior to having only 15 minutes before we had left, he would have been fine. Again upset, but understanding
Anyway, I will keep all other humans and dogs/pups in the loop as to what is going on! Take care all!