Sunday, August 30, 2015

Why Was I Worried?

-Moon-set on Sunday morning~
Back to the airport on Friday afternoon to the "arrivals" and as quick as you can put a suitcase into the trunk of a car, I was no longer a single parent. Back at home, all the dogs were happy to see their missing pack member and tell him all that had gone wrong while he was away.  George is the worst at keeping a secret.
~The face of a dog that can't keep a secret~
Of course it was no secret that there is our newest addition, Dusty.
He's had a hard time settling in, mostly because I was keeping him away from the other dogs, and it wasn't where he wanted to be.  But given Dusty's stress level, I just thought that I needed someone else to help with those introductions.  I was wrong.  I think they'd all looked at one another so long through the fence that meeting him up close and personal was no longer exciting.  I simply opened the gate, and with barely a second look, it was business as usual.
Why was I worried?  

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Minus Two & Plus One -- Welcome Dusty!

This morning my day off started with taking the five kittens to the vet for exams and vaccines.  I also said good-bye to two of them that will be going to a new foster home.  It's time.  They are now about 4 months old, weighing around 4 pounds each, and are active and mischievous as all kittens are.
While the kittens leaving has been planned for a couple of weeks, a new arrival wasn't.  With Carl out of town, I have welcomed to Golden Pines, a new 12 year old boy named Dusty.
He comes to us from someone who adopted him from a shelter this past March.  Dusty was originally given up in February by a elderly couple who were no longer able to care for him after a car accident. *She* was dealing with family losses, and saw Dusty at the shelter and adopted him. When I met her *She* told me that Dusty helped her through those losses, but now *She* was no longer able to care for him, and *She* felt that *She* needed to focus on herself now, saying to me in an e-mail today, "I know I made the right decision for both of us as yesterday I felt a bit lighter in spirit and was able to get a good workout at the gym. Not worrying about Dusty is such a blessing."  This is the part where I don't openly pass judgment on someone....
Dusty is what's important, and I think that by nature he is a nervous dog.  With all the changes he's had in the past several months, it hasn't helped for him to be that way, and it's totally understandable.  I asked our dog walker to come over to help me with the intros to our gang, that didn't go so well.  Dusty was really feeling the stress of the day, and so I decided to forgo the meetings which included Todd. Until then, he's got his own space in the house where he can relax and get used to his new life.
I'll do the rest of the one-on-one meetings in a day or so when Carl returns.  I've not told him about Dusty and until then I'll be practicing the look in the photo below for when Carl sees him.

I hope your week is off to a good start!

Sunday, August 23, 2015

All Present and Accounted For

The weekend began with a trip to the airport and as much time as it takes to drop someone off, I became a "single parent."
~Dulles Airport~
So far, it's going pretty well and I'm keeping up with everything. But does it matter that I accidentally left Todd outside during a storm?
~Todd just before a storm~
Or that I forgot to feed the lovely Ms. Yellow on Saturday morning?
~Ms. Yellow half starved~
That we're out of dog treats?
And that I didn't remember to prop the bathroom door open, and Sunny got stuck in there while I was gone...
What's important is that all the cats
And the dogs are "all present and accounted for."  Or are they?
Because that may change later this afternoon after lunch with family visiting from out of town.
Stay tuned...

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Convincing Todd

The first of two days off this week.  Inside and away from the heat and humidity we're taking it easy.
~Josh, feeling very, very sleepy~
With Todd however, there's no taking it easy.  He was on full alert and patrol.  
You probably know that the Scottie was bred by farmers to help them manage vermin problems. They are known to follow prey, such as badgers, foxes, and other vermin, right into their burrows and then try to dig them out. That is exactly what Todd has been doing.  In the last three days, Todd has dug out and "made dead" two moles. This morning with no one around, (i.e., Carl), it fell to me to bribe Todd into giving up his newest prize.  It was before breakfast and a weak moment and it only took a few treats to convince him. But it was easy to see that he had to think about it first.
However, I think that he's also still convinced there has to be more where those two came from. I hope he's wrong!