Photo Comments Sex: Male Weight: 26-50 lbs
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Rainie, Raindrop, Rainbow, Raindear, fella
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March 1st 1999
Me; riding in the car with me; being with me anywhere
Thunder, rain, thunder, fireworks, thunder
My squeaky green pepper
Duck & potatoes w/homemade mashed potatoes; bacon; tuna
The dog park
My mom had lost another purebred English Setter. After grieving for months, she contacted Another Chance for English Setters (ACES) to begin searching for a new English Setter. They found me (Rainier [originally, Ranger]) for her, and I'm so glad to be here with her.
For your own ES, contact http://www.englishsetterrescue.org /index.html; you won't be sorry!!
March 1, 1999-December 2, 2006
I love people and am good w/other dogs. Cats excite me and provoke me as they do most dogs. I was raised by/a breeder/sportsman, lived in a kennel situation for the 1st 4 years of my life, was found to be frightened of gunshot noise, and was sent to a shelter, where ACES found me. I was fostered by this wonderful woman in Texas who let me ride in her truck sometimes and even took me to field exercises w/her other ESs, and now I have a home forever in Albuquerque. Mom loves me and I love her, and I love to be hugged and petted all the time but especially at night before bed. I am precious to my mom. I am now a certified therapy dog (member of the Southwest Canine Corps of Volunteers) and Therapy Dogs, Inc. I make a terrific hospital visitor, because I am gentle and quiet.
I am, however, terrified of thunder, fireworks, and other loud noises. When I first came here, I was afraid of the furnace turning on with a deep whoosh shound, because I'd never lived in a house before. Thunder phobia has been very problematic for me. Mom keeps me in a crate because she believes that's safer for me in case of thunder (and where we live, we sometimes have unexpected rain storms). Nevertheless, recently (9-05) during one really loud severe storm when Mom had to be out, I struggled so desperately to escape from my crate that I scraped my gums badly and broke a bunch of my teeth. I had to have corrective dental surgery to remove the loosened ones. Mom was so very sad that I'd inflicted such damage on myself. (I wish she didn't blame herself.) I have healed well, though, and Mom loves me more and more. She's the BEST!! I'm so happy! :o)
[And now you're gone. My darling boy, since you died on Dec. 2, 2006, I have missed you so very much. (It is now Feb. 19, 2007.) My sweet cuddler, your brother doesn't cuddle like you did. I miss you, I miss you, I miss you. My heart has a big hole in it, and it's so difficult to fill. It's been hard for me to concentrate on anything. I know you're in heaven watching over me and keeping me safe till I can come join you, Rainie. Stay here in my heart, my boy! I love you forever.]
Hugging is my game!
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