October 18th 2008 10:53 am
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Well fellow pups, it turns out that I'm not a city dog after all. I have been re-homed and am living the ultimate dog's life just outside of Nashville, TN now. I have been in TN since the end of August, and I love it!! Don't get me wrong, I miss Mom and Jackson, but I really feel like this is home now. I have over 5 acres of land to run and play on, and horses, dogs and barn cats to play with! My new daddy's name is Jeremy and he's taking great care of me. He loves me and I love him.
See, while I loved living with Mom and Jackson and the kitties, I wasn't really liking Mom's work schedule. As a result, I started developing a lot of behavioral problems and started wanting to chase the cats again, Peaches especially, and that was causing them all a lot of stress. Peaches was stressing out the worst since she is on the skiddish side, and she started obsessively licking herself bald. Mom really tried to make it work - she consulted with the vet, friends, family, dog behaviorists, rescue groups, the list goes on. She even contacted the shelter where I came from and they told Mom that if she brought me back, they'd just euthanize me. Mom kindly thanked them for the emotional blackmail and said absolutely not. She believed in me so much that she couldn't just let them kill me. So after doing everything she possibly could, Mom made the decision to re-home me. She has never had to do that before (she takes her commitments to animals very seriously), so she took it really hard. Mom felt as if she had failed me. She cried all the time about it. I tried to tell her the best way I could that it wasn't her fault. Or mine. I simply required more than what Mom was able to provide for me.
Mom did a great job while I was with her, but in the end it just wasn't enough to meet my daily needs. But in her defense, she did end up doing the greatest thing for me. She recognized that she could not meet my daily needs and worked hard to find the right home for me that could. She found my new home, thanks to a good friend, thru a rescue group that her friend got a puppy from. My daddy is the neighbor of the lady that does the rescue work in TN. Mom met her when she was in town and was reassured many times that I couldn't have found a better home than with Jeremy. Mom was very sad that she had to say goodbye to me, but she said she believed in me so much that she knew the right home was out there somewhere for me. And I have found it. I never would have had the chance to go live with Jeremy had Mom not adopted me.
Today, I am a very happy girl. I run around the property all day long playing with the other dogs and I also like to run with the horses. When I'm all tired out, I just take a nap. One day I was spotted cuddling with a baby barn kitty. This never happened when I still lived with Mom. I just wanted to stalk and chase the cats instead of cuddle them. And since arriving at my new home, all of my behavioral issues have disappeared. No more anxities or obsessions, just one very happy and balanced pittie girl. I go everywhere with my daddy, and I love it. He has lots of time to spend with me and the other dogs and we all have tons of stuff to do on the property to keep us busy and out of trouble. Mom always says "A tired dog is a happy dog", and that's me!! I love my new life in TN! And Mom is no longer feeling guilty about not being able to keep me, she's just so happy that I have now found my furever home and that I'm so happy and doing so well. And Mom said that someday if she is ever in TN, she will come and visit me. I look forward to that day.
Gotta run now, I'm a very busy girl!!
Wags and Licks,
May 18th 2008 4:17 pm
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Hi pups, my name is Bella. I'm fairly new to Dogster, and I'm loving it already! I have some cool new pup pals and one pup even left me a bone. Yum, I love bones! Keep 'em coming, fellow pups!
So Mom thought I should share my story with everyone. Okay, here goes...
My original owners used me as a breeding dog so that they could sell my babies for money; that made me sad. They didn't really take the time to teach me any manners, much less take me for walks. I didn't have much of a life with them except to be their little baby factory. I was pretty much bred from the first time I went into heat, and was then thrown into motherhood. As a result, I missed out on my time to be a puppy. (Mom says I'm making up for that now, though!) After I was turned over to the shelter (heavily pregnant with litter #2), I went into what they call foster care so that I could have my babies and take care of them. After my babies were old enough, they went off to another shelter so that they would be adopted faster and I went back to the Neenah Animal Shelter to await my forever home. I waited and waited for what seemed like forever, and then one day they brought me out of my kennel and took me into the office.
Standing in the office was the most handsome AmStaff I've ever seen. He was tall and very nicely built, and oh so sweet! And I can't forget to mention his ears - they're huge! His name was Jackson. We sniffed and said Hi, and then this lady (my future Mom) took us out for a walk together with her friend Denise. Denise walked Jackson (okay, Jackson walked Denise!) and I walked Mom. Mom and Denise talked alot about me and wether or not I'd be a good fit. Apparently I won Mom over, cause after we went back inside, she started signing paperwork. Jackson told me she did the same thing the day she brought him home, too. I got really excited when he told me that. While Mom signed all the paperwork and talked with the shelter staff, I played anxiously with Jackson, waiting to find out how this meeting would end. A short time later, I was walking out the door of the shelter with my new Mom & furbrother, and Mom's friend Denise (we didn't want to leave her behind!), ready to start my new life in Milwaukee.
I promptly jumped into the back seat and settled in for the ride to my new home, and never once looked back. To this day I still haven't looked back, and I don't plan to. Sure, I miss the wonderful people that took care of me at the shelter and the foster home, but now I have a furever home! Everypup should have one of these.
While my transition into my new home wasn't seamless, Mom said she wouldn't trade me for anything. She loves me. She had originally said over and over that she was not looking for a puppy, but that is exactly what she got with me! But after she brought me home, she said that maybe it was a blessing-in-disguise-type-thing since I have proven to be a great distraction from all of the hurt she was (and still is) feeling from the loss of Dutchess and Callie recently. I've heard alot of wonderful things about them, I only wish I could have met them. Someday.
Anyway, Mom has been working really hard with me on my obedience and manners. My first "issue" that needed to be corrected was my fondness for stalking the cats. And it wasn't just a play-type thing, either. I took my stalking very seriously....it's an art, really. But then Mom had to bust out the shaker can (Thanks, Denise for reminding her about it!) and scare the living dog doo out of me! But Mom taught me the command 'leave it' in association with the shaker can, so now she doesn't even have to use the can...Thank dogness! And I don't stalk the cats anymore, either. We all get along great! I now know the basic commands like sit, come, wait, off, leave it and down (well, kind of - still working on perfecting it). I also know how to shake and Mom says she's gonna teach me how to catch and roll over, too. All these things I never new before...it's amazing what a dog can learn if someone would just take the time to teach them!
So that's my story, pups. I came from a not-so-good home and was rescued, and then found a wonderful furever home. A happy ending is possible, even when it might not seem like it. I got mine and Jackson got his, too. We'll both be furever grateful.
Wags and Licks,