Birthday: August 1st 2004 Favorite Food: Peanut butter! Paws down! (And roadkill, when I can snag it!) Favorite Walk: Anywhere! I was in jail for a month! Best Tricks: Silly rabbit--Trix are for kids! Arrival Story: I was looking on Petfinder for a golden retriever, and began doing searches on springer spaniels too; a few came up--a few in foster homes, plus this one living in a shelter; it turned out he had been there over a month. I got a friend to drive me on a Saturday to see him, and took him home as soon as I filled out the paperwork. Forums Motto: Lucky me! The Groups I'm In: ESS Anonymous(Share in your headaches), Obedience Training, Service Dogs in Training, Springer Spaniel Lovers Unite!, Springers The Last Forum I Posted In: Dublin I've Been On Dogster Since:
The rescue people took me from Mom today and put me in the back of the truck. They had a dog of their own named Charlie, brown and white like me; I was a little confused as to why they were taking me away from Mom, but they seemed nice enough. Mom took some pictures of me while I was getting in the truck, and I just tried to get used to my surroundings.
You can just never figure; I hope it's nice where I'm going.
Mom is already telling people I'm going to Pennsylvania, whatever that is. She says I'll have a lot of land to run on, and a retired springer bitch for a friend. (I'm having trouble wrapping my mind around that one!)
The people I'll be re-homed to used to be breeders of springers, and now have one remaining female who needs a companion. Since mom was so worried I'd be going somewhere bad, she was hanging onto me until she found out something better; I guess this is it. She's pretty confident I'll be happier, and my new family will be people who have a lot of experience with dogs like me.
Our neighbor has a Brittany spaniel puppy named Toby, and he's certain I'm a Brittany too. "There are liver-and-white Brittanys too," the man said. I don't know about "breeds," I'm just a dog. But Mom went home and looked for a Brittany website where she could see some pictures of Brittany spaniels.
She's still not convinced; sure, there are liver-and-white Brittanys, but there are also field-bred springers with short ears. "We're not going to figure it out tonight," she said, and took me home.
(Wow! Am I relieved she didn't think I was a Brittany spaniel; she might have named me Britney Spears!)