We definately have something in common Sandy - Moby Mmmmmmmmmm! And Billy Bob Thronton (what was Angelina thinking when she moved on from him to Brad Pitt???). Nothing wrong with poo either, at least according to our boy dog Charlie - he's a bit of an expert and can find the most tasty morsels around. Our other dog Lyla is more choosey, though they have been known to fight over some of the particularly interesting dropping! On the downside, Charlie gets travel sick, so if he has feasted on such treats during a day out in cattle/sheep country then the journey home can be rather fragrant!
Little blue - Sheba sounds lovely and its clear you've done a wonderful job with her. Rescues can be very challenging but the rewards are GREAT. What a terrible start to life she had, you only have to understand the basics about dog behaviour to know she must have been terribly mistreated. Good on you for taking her on and giving her a chance to become the wonderful dog you describe today.
I know our two had different experiences before they came to us, although both were found as strays. Charlie (Mummys Little Soldier) was fully grown (about a year old) and painfully thin - his head seemed massive when compared to his body. When we brough him home he tried to curl up in the cat basket (he's the size of a small Labrador, so no mean feat!). He can look rather fierce, with a lot of Staffy in him, but is the most gentle dog you could hope to meet. Not a bad bone in his body. He's very handsome too - people regularly stop us to ask what "breed" he is! Unfortunately, what he has in looks he lacks in intelligence! We've given up trying to train him as he really doesn't get it at all! Lyla (Daddys Little Princess) is more "hound-like". She runs like a whippet (and looks like a fat one!). When taken into the rescue centre she had recently had puppies (no-one knows what happened to those poor mites). She also has a chronic ear infection in both ears, never treated so her ear canals were nearly closed. When we brought her home, she hid at the back of the sofa, shaking, cowering, growling and obviously terrified. Poor girl - never tried to bite, just so scared. It took us some months before she would trust us, but now has her well deeserved place on the sofa, lying on her back with her legs in the air and fuly expecting a tummy tickle! The ear problems were more problematic to fix and after numerous attempts to tear recurrinbginfections, late last year our vet recommended a rather serious operation to open the ear canals on both ears. Cost us £1,300, and because she had the problem before we got her, insurance wouldn't cover it. She then developed a reaction to the buster collar so needed 24hr supervision from us for 2 weeks until the stitches could be removed. What a nightmare but our gorgeous girl is now fit and well, with a new lease of life!
What joys these fabulous animals can give us.
Dee
