Category: Adoptions

Grumpy Pup

5/26/2014

We got the most incredible update on one of our alumni, Parker aka Grumpy Pup. Many of you followed his story so I knew you would love to hear the great news. First, a little background for those of you who didn’t know Parker.

In October 2013, we were notified by some volunteers about Parker, an 11 week old puppy in the Carrolton, Texas animal shelter. This puppy had severe emotional issues, and even at his young age, he would sit at the back of his kennel and growl and snarl at anyone who approached, and would bite if you tried to touch him. It seems that Parker was found in a dog crate at the Parks & Rec department where they keep their tractors and equipment. The city was not using the equipment on a daily basis, so it’s not known how long Parker had been there. The truly sad part of this is, whoever dumped this baby there had to drive right past the animal shelter in order to leave him where they abandoned him at. It was a miracle that he was found in time. Once at the shelter, he was marked Rescue Only because he was unadoptable, and his status was urgent. We knew we had to help this baby. Based on his shelter picture and the scowl on his face, we nicknamed him Grumpy Pup.

We had some great volunteers rally together and get Grumpy Pup out of the shelter and they brought him to us. We carried him indoors in his crate, which was his safe place, and put it in the downstairs bathroom. We opened his crate, put a baby gate at the bathroom door, and allowed Grumpy Pup time to come out and explore the bathroom area on his own as we checked on him periodically. He was not a happy boy when he arrived, and would scream a blood-curdling scream of fear when frightened. I’ve never heard anything like it. It was truly a scream, not a bark or a howl. After a couple of hours, Grumpy Pup came out of his crate and was moving around the bathroom a little bit, so I went into the room and tried to introduce myself to him. I approached him slowly, talking softly to him, while he backed into the corner and growled at me nonstop. Being the impatient person I am, I pushed him just a little too far, invaded his personal space, and reached in and tried to pet him. He quickly gave me a bite, a good bite that drew blood. Yes, an 11 week old puppy, that aggressive. What in the world has this baby been through in his short life? I didn’t blame Grumpy Pup for this, it was my fault. He wasn’t ready. He reacted in the only way he knew how. So I left him alone for the time being.

Parker's first night with us had him huddled in the corner of the bathroom, daring anyone to come near him.

After I went to bed, Mark stayed up and worked with Grumpy Pup. Grumpy Pup had been here several hours by this time, and things were quiet and he was starting to relax a bit. Mark has a very calm, soothing nature and the dogs relax around him, and he was eventually able to not only pet Grumpy Pup but even picked him up. And once he did, Parker seem relieved. As if to say, “Oh my goodness, this is what I’ve been waiting for, someone who would be nice to me.” He was still very, very afraid, but he was trying to trust.

Having secure, stable dogs here is the best tool we have at our disposal in rehabilitating dogs like Grumpy Pup, and by the next day I would look to see Grumpy Pup standing at the baby gate of the bathroom, curiously looking at the dogs in the house and listening to all of the household noises. Not wanting to set him back, I slowly acclimated Parker to the house by first removing the baby gate and allowing him to come into the kitchen when he was ready. Once he started moving around in the house a little, I gradually introduced him to dogs to see how he would react. Much to my pleasure, Grumpy Pup was not nearly so grumpy while in the company of other dogs. Their calm energy soothed him, and he was quickly accepted by the dogs. It’s as if they knew he needed them, and they took him under their wing as if he were their new little project. It was a wonderful thing to see. I know that we would not have been able to make the progress we did with Grumpy Pup if he had been an only dog.

Brazos and Parker. You can see that he was consoled by having a dog friend.

Ruger and Parker. These two could play all day long.

Grumpy Pup continued to grow more and more comfortable here.

Grumpy Pup had pretty much become a “normal” dog and was ready for adoption, or so we thought. But shortly after listing him for adoption, he had a major setback that let us know he was far from rehabilitated. One day, when adopters came to the house to visit another dog, Parker was in the kitchen. Upon seeing the new people, Grumpy Pup completely freaked out and reverted to his fearful, traumatized state. He started the blood-curdling screaming again, and backed himself into a corner with a look of terror on his face that told me, “If you move closer, I WILL bite.” I knew he would bite me, there was no doubt. His mind had gone to a place where he wasn’t even sure who I was at that moment. I opened the baby gate from the kitchen to the living room and called Parker to the safety of his crate in the living room. He quickly ran into the crate, where he continued to growl the entire time the visitors were there. And it broke my heart. After all the progress that we had been making, I know knew Grumpy Pup had some very deep emotional scars and that he was going to need a lot of work, love, patience, and understanding.

Around this time, I was contacted by a couple who were very enthusiastic about adopting Parker. I explained his situation, that he wasn’t yet ready for adoption, and went into great detail on his emotional state. But this couple, this wonderful couple sent to us from Heaven, had already decided that Parker was meant for them and that they would be willing to do anything and everything that needed to be done to make Parker part of their family. I even tried to discourage them, but they were not giving up. They wanted to help this sweet puppy. So, at the beginning of December, Grumpy Pup and me made the trip to Ft. Worth to meet his potential new family.

The meeting went pretty much as expected: very difficult. It did not help matters that the moment I got Grumpy Pup out of his crate to go meet his new family, a loose and very friendly Pit Bull female came running up the sidewalk straight towards Parker and me. This alone might not have scared Parker that much, but the lady running down the sidewalk behind the dog, waving her arms and shouting “She’s OK! She’s friendly!” did not help matters, and Parker went nuts. He started screaming and thrashing and he urinated all over me while I held him as tightly as I could to keep him from getting away. I calmly but loudly said, “This dog is traumatized, please get your dog and put her up” which the lady quickly did. So this is how our adoption meeting started out. Sigh.

Of course, when Brian answered the door, Grumpy Pup was still growling. I had asked the adopters, Brian and Annie, to have Grumpy Pup’s crate set up in the main room of the house where we were meeting, so that he would have a safe place to retreat to when he became scared. We went inside, I showed Grumpy Pup the crate, and he immediately went inside. Annie tried to coax Grumpy Pup with some treats, but he was having none of it. He was relaxing, though, you could see it. He was looking around, seeing their other dog, looking at the house, listening to Annie talk softly to him, and he was rather curious. Then the treats started working just a little, so we brought out the secret weapon—peanut butter. I have never in my life seen a dog who could resist peanut butter. Annie smeared some on her hand, and Parker started licking it off her hand. Then he came out of his crate, and as long as he was getting peanut butter, he forgot for a moment that he was scared. He started letting Annie pet him, and then he started moving around the room a little. We had to do this whole scenario over again with Brian, and he was a bit more hesitant to let Brian touch him in the beginning. He met their dog, Ace, and he perked up a bit then. He liked seeing another dog there. It made him feel safe. So now, we have allowed petty by both the adopters and giving the other dog a good sniff, so we move on to the yard and I show him the way outside and go explore the yard with him. He was fine as long as he was with me, but at one point he lost sight of me and again went into his trauma state where he ran into the corner of this new, unknown yard and started screaming. His eyes weren’t glazed over this time as in his former episodes, so I was eventually able to calm him enough to allow me to pick him up and carry him. We did this 3-4 more times, going inside and outside and getting used to the boundaries and routine, until Grumpy Pup was actually going outside through the open door on his own and exploring a little bit. This made me so happy! I could see that he was trying to take that next step. I knew that these two people were dedicated to Parker’s continued rehabilitation, and that if Parker continued to try as well, this was the home for him. I must say, this was the most difficult adoption meeting I have ever had. I sat and worked with Parker and his new family for about 2 hours trying to make this introduction. But it worked, and when I left I received these two pictures by text message and it made me cry happy tears. Grumpy Pup found his family.

Now, six months later, we received the most wonderful update on Grumpy Pup:

Hi Karen

I hope all is very well. I wanted to touch base since it is almost exactly six months since I adopted Parker. (You made the drive to Fort Worth on Sunday, Dec 1st to drop him off and Jun 1st is days away)

First, I attached a handful of pic’s of Parker to share. He is really become a great looking dog. FYI, some of the pic’s also have (his brother) Ace in them, which is also a rescue that Annie has had for roughly 8 years. Annie and I both believe Ace played a big part in Parker’s success.

Second, I wanted to let you know how amazingly well Parker is doing. After months of initial struggles, he finally turned the corner and seems to be maturing and settling in so very well. Parker is extremely smart, good sense of following rules, and is quite the entertainer. He certainly enjoys being the center of attention and we enjoy the laughs. We still have work to-do mostly around him being more comfortable around new people as well as letting us invade his personal space for regular brushings, nail clippings, and vet apt. At this point, I am confident those last challenges will come in time.

Thanks for letting me share. I could go on all day on how he has improved and his successes. In reflection, Parker literally went from a dog “is he gong to make it living with us” to “this is the best thing that has happen to us”.

I hope you have a nice Memorial Day and enjoy Parker’s success story. It all started with you initially saving him and then allowing us the opportunity to enjoy this very incredible dog. (PS, I can send more Pic’s if you want but I kept it at four.)

Thanks,
Brian, Annie and Erica

I have probably never cried over an adoption update like I did this one, but I have never worked so hard to help a dog before, either. And this transformation wasn’t due to us, it was due to the amazing love and hard work that Brian and his family have done with Parker. They never gave up, and I can assure you it was not an easy road. It encourages me to know that there are people like Brian and his family who will go the extra mile for a dog. This just proves that there is a home somewhere for every dog. When we first rescued Parker, I actually had another rescuer suggest that we euthanize him, even at his young age. She said, “If he’s aggressively biting at this age, what are you going to do when he’s a 60 lb dog?” Well, in this rescue, we don’t euthanize dogs for what could happen in the future. We feel it’s our responsibility to give them every opportunity to rehabilitate and improve, and that’s exactly what Parker did. He may never be like other dogs, one that you can approach without introduction, but what one of us is without issues. Parker found a family who is not only able to work with his issues, but who are very willing to do so because they don’t focus on the traits he doesn’t have but instead highlight the beautiful traits that he does possess. Parker has grown into a beautiful dog, and he has value and meaning. Brian, Annie, and Erica did that for him. God bless adopters like this.

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Adoption day!

5/4/2014

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We had an extra-special day yesterday at TBAR. Five of our babies went to their new homes with five wonderful families! And we think every single one was a perfect match between adopter and dog. Here is the rundown of our day.

10:00: Adoption meeting for Atchafalaya Troy

The Washbourne family came all the way down from Tulsa, Oklahoma for our blue-eyed bubba. And he was a perfect match for them, too. Troy was gentle with their little girl, and very laid back and calm to meet but not scared. Their adoption application was completed by the husband, Jake, and had the wife’s occupation listed as “Housewife/Awesome Mom” and I told him that’s probably why their application was approved.

They were very nice people who have two other rescue dogs at home—a Great Dane and an English Bulldog—so Troy will be the middle kid. I love that Troy will have dog buddies as well as a very loving family, because he’s a very social dog. This baby survived neglect, a heavy parasite infection, and then Parvo, so he really is a fighter and deserves everything good life has to offer him. Happy life, Troy!

11:00 Adoption meeting for Onyx

The Masters family from the Lake Highlands area of Dallas were referred to us by a work colleague. Phil and Kay recently lost their beloved Lab of many years to old age, and when they saw Onyx and heard her story of neglect they were very interested. Unfortunately, Onyx suffered through Parvo which delayed her adoption, but the Masters continued to be patient and wait for her. Then, we found out that Onyx had heartworms, and I feared that would change their minds about adopting. It didn’t.

When I saw the way Onyx reacted to this family, and their dog, I knew it was meant to be. She absolutely adored Phil especially and was following him around after just a few short minutes. I predict they will be great buddies. This adoption makes me particularly happy, because this girl will now get all the love and attention that she has been denied in the past. They will be taking daily walks along the greenbelt that runs near their home, she has a dog sibling, and a mommy and daddy who will love her. Have fun, Onyx, be sure to write!

12:00 Adoption meeting for Zoey

The Sniders make the trip from Denton County down to visit our sweet Zoey. They have a senior male border collie mix, and they were looking for a companion for him. They enjoyed the fact that Zoey was an adult dog, already trained without bad habits, and a quiet, polite girl.

The introduction between the dogs took some time, because Zoey can be grumpy when new dogs invade her personal space. But with a little patience and perserverence, Doug and Ginger were able to get Zoey to relax and behave and I think I saw her start to initiate play with the other dog once. This family likes to take their family on the road in their motorhome for several months out of the year, and I think Zoey will adore having that kind of attention and fun. And she loved her new mom and dad, and showed them with kisses and tail wags! Zoey was rescued from the very high-kill Oklahoma City shelter, and we are so glad we were able to help her make this journey. When it was time to go home, Zoey jumped in the shotgun seat and said, “Let’s roll, Dad!”

1:45 Adoption meeting for Remoulade Remy

Remy’s family, Kristina and Garrett Graves from Austin, were also referred to our rescue by a friend. (We LOVE that!) They submitted their application for Remy almost as soon as we rescued him, and have been patiently waiting for him to be ready for adoption. He will be their first child, and they all had a very good chemistry together. Remy, that boy is changing all the time, and he’s now starting to look more like a Hound than a Lab, but who knows how many more times he will change.

Remy is more people-oriented than his siblings, so he’ll be fine as an only dog with two people who love him dearly. The Graves got to visit all of the other dogs, and see the dogs that they have been following on our Facebook page. We are so grateful for the loving home they are giving our sweet Remy, and the dedication they have had to him for the last couple of months. And to think that this sweet boy was in danger of being dumped in the woods to die by his former owner. You hit the jackpot, Remy!

3:00 Adoption meeting for Storm

Oh Storm boy, how happy are we for you. This poor dog, when we rescued him, was just a wreck. He had been shot with a shotgun and still has at least 50 pellets in him that can’t be removed. He’s got a blind eye, most of his teeth are broken, and he has heartworms. His coat was a matted mess that stunk from filth. He just had not been cared for at all in a very long time, if ever. And once we got him all spit-shined, WOW did this dog change. He got energetic, frisky, playful, talkative, and even started playing with dog toys. It seemed that he was aging in reverse. And talk about loving, oh my goodness was he happy to have someone to love him.

Storm knew it was Adoption Day. He patiently waiting while everyone else had their meetings, and when it was his turn and Leah arrived from College Station, Storm just knew. I let him into the kitchen to meet her, and he was jumping and bouncing and vocalizing and just being a major nut. He acted like, “I’ve been waiting for you, where have you been?” It was wonderful to see. Leah attends college at Texas A&M University and has lots of time to dedicate to Storm, and I know that dog is going to be in heaven being her only baby. He will finally get all of the love and attention that he was denied in his past. And Leah, she was overjoyed with Storm. I’m betting he slept with her last night, lol. Way to score, Storm!

We really really REALLY love seeing these dogs to go wonderful homes like this. And we are very flattered that people would come from such long distances to adopt one of our dogs. Combined with the amount of referrals we are getting, we consider that a huge compliment and an indication that people support what we are doing. We are so appreciative of that support, because it allows us to continue to do what we do. Today, five babies have new homes. Five families have new babies. And this makes us very, very happy!

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Lost Dogs

11/11/2013

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There is something important we need to talk about, and that is what to do if your adopted dog gets lost. Accidents can happen to anyone, and dogs can get loose and get lost. But how you handle it can make the difference between life and death for the dog. Don’t think that because you have adopted the dog from us, we stop caring about it. We bring the dogs into our home; they live with us and become part of our family. And we will support you with that dog for the rest of his life. If he is lost, it is imperative that you contact us right away.

The first 48 hours that a dog is lost is the most critical period. You must make every attempt to find them as quickly as possible. Not only are the dangers for a lost dog many—being hit by a car, being in fights with other dogs, being attacked by coyotes or wild hogs, or picked up by animal abusers—time is of the essence in finding your dog while he is still in a somewhat stable emotional state. After 48 hours, a dog will go into survival mode and even the most domesticated of dogs will revert to primal behavior and will even avoid humans it knows very well. Your dog may actually see you, make eye contact with you, and run in the other direction. At this point, they are afraid of everything and are merely trying to survive. They have now become prey, and feel that everything and everyone is a danger. The more amount of time that passes, the more likely a dog is to slip into this frame of mind. Besides being microchipped, all of our dogs wear Martingale collars with an ID tag on that has three of our phone numbers and says RESCUE DOG. The tag is reflective so that it can help a dog be seen at night. We encourage our adopters to leave the collar and tag on until they can get an updated ID tag, so that if the dog does get lost at least someone can be notified.

We have had a few adopted dogs get lost. For that matter, we have had our own dogs get loose and get lost. Libby, the pretty blue eyed blue merle foster, would carefully wait until nobody was looking out the window, and then she would jump the fence and go visiting neighbors. Yvonne, who we eventually became close with from Libby’s frequent visits, would call and I would go out back, whistle loudly, and Libby would come running up the road towards home. Although we live in the country, we were very lucky that nothing ever happened to Libby. I actually wanted to adopt Libby myself, but due to us being unable to keep her safely home, we adopted her to a family with a tall, secure fence.

Cute little Mini Aussie, Banjo, was adopted by a rancher in Groesbeck. He was actually purchased by the adopter’s girlfriend at the time, as a birthday present for the adopter, but the application was in his name and he was the one approved for adoption. Banjo stayed with the girlfriend for a couple of weeks before going to his new home, and during that time, the girlfriend and her daughter fell in love with Banjo. When Banjo went to his new home, the little girl was heartbroken. She missed her little buddy. Banjo did well in his new home as the girlfriend continued to get good updates on him. But one night, I got a call at 9 pm from a very nice couple saying, “We have one of your dogs.” They live in Mexia, and we had never adopted a dog to anyone in Mexia, so I didn’t even know what dog it was but we immediately jumped in the truck to go get him anyhow. When we arrived and went into the house, bouncy little Banjo came running up with a look on his face that said, “Look, I made some new friends!” This couple said they heard something scratching at their back door, opened the door, and little Banjo ran in and made himself at home. We loaded him up and headed back home. It was a very long night and we got home at 1 a.m., but Banjo was safe. We later found out that the adopter went out of town and left Banjo with his mother, and he escaped from her house, which was in Mexia. But when we had Banjo back at the house for several days and the adopter never contacted us about him being missing, we were very disappointed. We were not giving Banjo back, because they were in violation of our adoption contract by not letting us know Banjo was missing. Around this same time, the relationship ended, and we were eventually able to adopt Banjo to the former girlfriend and her daughter had her best buddy back home by her side by Christmas. We were very glad that Banjo went to a home where someone would help him find his way back to us, because he was in grave danger being a small dog out in those ranch lands full of predators.

Suzie, formerly named Sue Ellen, was not as lucky. She was an extremely shy and fearful dog to begin with, one of the most sensitive we have had in the rescue. She was adopted and was doing well in her new home for about 2 months. But her adopters had to go out of town for one day, and left Suzie with their daughter in another town. Almost immediately, Suzie escaped the daughter’s home. A chase ensued, and Suzie was last seen running into a creek bed in Aubrey, TX on 8/28/13. The adopter did contact me for help, but Suzie had already been gone for a week when I was contacted. The adopter had been searching on her own but wasn’t having any luck. I spent two days up there, walking and searching, and even took another dog to help me search one day. I never saw any sign of her anywhere. We circulated signs, and started getting information regarding sightings. I took all of the sightings info and compiled a map of where people said they saw her. We were very optimistic that we were getting close. Finally, we got what we thought was a good lead, and this sighting was in the same place as a prior sighting. So we started baiting the spot with food for a few days. When we saw that the food was being eaten, I went back to the area and set up a game camera to see if it was Suzie who was eating the food, planning to set up a humane trap to catch her. The camera took pictures for 4 days, and there was not one picture of Suzie. She was not in the area. There was one big coyote on the camera, so I am glad we didn’t just put the trap out because I sure would not have wanted to capture him. We eventually determined that a lot of the sightings that were reported were not even Suzie. One report said that they saw her out in a pasture herding cattle all by herself. For a dog as fearful as Suzie, that is not possible. She never would get that close to livestock. One sighting was from 5 miles away, and she would have had to travel down the side of a very busy highway and move into a heavily populated neighborhood. We knew that wasn’t possible for this dog. Sadly, Suzie has now been gone almost 3 months and I doubt we will ever see her again. This is so heartbreaking to me, after all the work I did to try and rehabilitate her and give her a new start on life. I don’t know that I would have had better success if I had been notified immediately. But that is a definite possibility. This particular girl did have her ID tag on, but was too shy to get close enough to a person to allow them to read it. Of all the dogs to have get lost, this is probably the worst one it could have happened to.

Brazos is a gorgeous blue merle Aussie who came from a neglectful background where he spent the first 3 years of his life confined to a back yard behind a privacy fence, and had little or no human interaction. Once in our rescue, we found him to be so sweet and loving and starved for attention that we wanted to just shower him with affection. Although his stunning looks drew much adoption interest, we very carefully chose his new family because we wanted to make sure he had an opportunity to get all of the love and attention he had been denied in the past. After careful consideration, we adopted him to a family in Spicewood, TX that seemed like the perfect fit for Brazos. They were a mature, settled couple who were home most of the time and could spend the majority of their time with Brazos. Brazos went to his new home on 11/3/13, and we were ecstatic. But our emotions quickly changed from joy to panic and fear when, only three days later, Brazos was found wandering down a busy road alone. He was not wearing his ID tag; the adopter had changed his collar before he left us. He is microchipped, but not everyone knows to check for a microchip. By the grace of God, Brazos was wearing his Rabies tag and that is how we were eventually contacted, after Brazos was taken home by a wonderful woman who found him and kept him from harm. We were not contacted by the adopters that he was missing, and I am not really sure how long he had been missing. I started networking for transportation assistance to bring him back to us, and waited to hear from the adopters. We had a volunteer offer to get him and meet me in Temple, TX with him that evening, so as soon as I got off work in Dallas I made the five hour round trip drive to get Brazos and bring him safely back home. It was about 11 pm when we got home, and although Brazos wasn’t sure where we were going at first, he absolutely came to life when we got home and he heard the other dogs, and he practically dragged me all the way to the back door. He was stinky, tired, and very very hungry. I don’t think he had just gotten out that morning. And I still haven’t heard from his adopters. Brazos has been traumatized from this continued abandonment, and it shows. No dog deserves this. He will be with us for quite a while until I find a family worthy of him.

My number one rule: If I have to get in my vehicle and go get your dog, and you do not contact me to let me know he’s missing, you will never see that dog again. A dog can escape any of us. I haven’t even mentioned Angel, who will jump the fence and go explore, and then when I call her jumps back in the fence and comes running to the front door like she’s been in the yard the whole time. So, I know how dogs can be. Even with our best efforts, dogs can get lost or get out and wander off. But you HAVE to let me know immediately if your adopted dog gets out. We have a huge network of people that can help look and spread the word. We have social media, and lost animal hotlines. We have Yahoo groups and email lists. And TBAR is in possession of two different sizes of live animal traps, and a high quality game camera. We have all the tools we need, we just need COMMUNICATION. One person can’t think of everything, and as I said earlier, time is of the essence. Suzie’s adopter was so stricken with sadness that she didn’t think of making a flyer or a couple of other things until she enlisted my help a week later. A flyer with a picture should be done immediately. And it must have a picture, a good recent picture. “Missing, black tri Aussie” won’t cut it. Black tri Aussies are very common and can range in weight as adults from 30 pounds to 85 pounds. Your Aussie may be someone else’s Heeler. Some people don’t even know what an Aussie looks like. You MUST have a picture.

Our dogs are my babies. If one gets lost, and you don’t let me know and I don’t see that you are looking for it, I take it personally. My dogs are not disposable. They are loving, loyal beings and they deserve the same loyalty in return. Our adoption contract stipulates that you notify us if the dog goes missing, and that if you violate that contract you relinquish the dog. But it’s more than that. It’s about the safety of the dog. When I opened the email about Brazos that said, “Brazos was found…..”, my heart dropped into my stomach because I just knew the next words would be “dead on the side of the road.” PLEASE do not ever let that happen. If you see a loose dog, please take it in and try to find the owners. It could be someone’s baby. Please keep your own dogs safe, keep an ID tag on them, and if all else fails and they do get out, contact me immediately.

The following are some networking sites for lost dogs:

Australian Shepherds Lost and Found USA, Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/AustralianShepherdsLostAndFoundUsa

Lost Dogs of Texas, Facebook page

https://www.facebook.com/findtexasdogs

Craigslist

www.craigslist.org

Pet Harbor

www.petharbor.com

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Gingersnap's Fairytale

9/21/2013

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We rescued Gingersnap on 12/3/12 from the Ft. Worth, Texas animal shelter where she had been deemed unadoptable due to fear, and would be euthanized the following day if not rescued. To think that a dog would lose its life for being scared broke my heart, so I contacted the shelter and picked her up that day. She did not seem too bad on leash at first, and even went potty for me before getting in the vehicle. She rode quietly in a crate on the way home. When we got home, I put her in the unfinished downstairs bathroom so she would be indoors, but away from the other dogs until we could make sure she was healthy. In her little room, she laid on a dog bed in the corner and didn’t move. I would talk to her, pet her, but she would not respond. It was like she was in her own little world. I took her out on leash to do her business, which she did just fine, but then she would trot back into the safety of her room. As the week went on, other dogs in the household would look in on Gingersnap and she seemed to enjoy that. I even saw her wag her tail a bit once or twice. This was encouraging.

After listening to the excitement coming from the kitchen at breakfast time for a full week, Gingersnap decided that she wanted to join in the excitement and she came into the kitchen to eat with the rest of the dogs for the first time.

Look who decided to come out of her room and eat breakfast with the pack this morning! I was making breakfast and all of the dogs were talking with excitement, and it must have been more than Gingersnap could resist because she came out of her room, all wiggly and tail wagging, and could not wait to join in the fun. I literally just started crying. This was the best thing ever.

Just as it looked like Gingersnap was making progress in coming out of her shell, she inadvertently got out the back door one night. We called her, we tried to lure her back in with food, everything, but she would not come. She didn’t run away—she would stand in the road behind the house and look at us. That was probably the most frustrating part, that she was so close but wouldn’t allow me to approach. I tried sitting and tossing treats. I tried talking. I started baiting the yard with bowls of smelly food, like mackerel, and she was regularly eating the food. This went on for at least a week, every day sightings of her and her eating the food but not being able to capture her. One morning when I fed a dog in the quarantine pen just before sunrise, I looked up to see Gingersnap standing there staring at me. I spoke to her, “Come on, baby, I know you’re hungry. You want some breakfast?” and she started dancing and bouncing around with excitement. I walked out of the pen into the road with a bowl of food in my hand, and Gingersnap started towards me. YES! I squatted down with the bowl in my hand, and extended it, and Gingersnap started approaching very slowly, and got less than 3 feet away from me……and then turned and ran off. As the days passed, we would even see her lying in our driveway sometimes. She was really putting us through the wringer.

After about 6 days of her being on the loose, I got sedatives from the vet, Acepromazine, to lace some food with, thinking that since she was eating the food we were leaving, we could sedate her and capture her. The vet warned me that this drug will sometimes not work in very fearful or anxious dogs, because the nerve receptors that are needed to uptake the drug are filled with proteins. So it was hit or miss. We put some nice rotisserie chicken out for Gingernsap with at least 50 mg of Ace in it. We watched her eat every single bite. And then we waited. We watched her walk around in the woods behind the house, for the next 30-40 minutes. And she never even got sleepy. It had no effect at all.

Gingersnap had been coming to the bowls we left and eating for over a week now. She was very comfortable living outside the perimeter of the house, but had no desire to run away. She just didn’t really know who to trust, but she thought we might be somewhat OK. One day, I saw her in the back yard just at the bottom of the steps of the back porch. I was shocked that she was that close, so I slowly opened the back door and just stood there, frozen. After several minutes, I watched her walk up the steps and onto the back porch. She looked around, and then she came all the way onto the porch, and up onto the stoop of the back door. I could no longer hold my breath, and peeked my head around the corner, and she turned and left. DARN! Why did I do that? She probably would have walked into the house if I had remained still. Darn .

Gingersnap had been loose for 11 days when Mark decided to use some East Texas ingenuity. Since we didn’t have a live trap that was big enough for Gingersnap at that time, Mark decided instead to rig up a booby trap in the garden to capture her. We had her eating from the bowls of food we were putting out on a regular basis, so we started putting out multiple bowls and getting them closer and closer into the garden, to eventually lure her into the garden. Mark then ran a rope from the garden gate up through the trees, and into our bedroom window. We went upstairs and staked out our mission, and waited for Gingersnap to come along. The first day, we watched her come all the way into the garden. She got almost close enough for Mark to pull the string, but then she turned and looked at the string, and darted out. This dog is very smart and I don’t know how she ended up in a shelter in the first place. So the next day, we baited all of our bowls again and waited.

Gingersnap had been out for 13 days now, and it was December and almost Christmas. We were having a mild winter, but I still didn’t want any dogs out on their own in weather. And I could tell she wanted to come back in, she had already shown us she did. And I was worried sick about her. So we again baited our bowls and staggered them up to, and into, the garden. We had a mixture of rotisserie chicken and mackerel in the bowls, with a touch of kibble, and just enough to get her interest but not fill her up. She liked to eat early in the day, so we baited the bowls in the morning and ran upstairs to watch. Along came Gingersnap, right on cue, and she ate from one bowl and then the next, and went fully into the garden this time. Mark yanked on the cord as hard as he could, the gate swung shut, and POW, Gingersnap was caught! She immediately turned around, saw she was captured, and just sunk. Mark shouted, “Honey, go get your dog!!!” and I grabbed a leash and ran outside crying and got my baby girl after 13 long days. She just slinked down and let me put the leash on her while I cried, “Come on, Gingersnap, let’s go home baby. That was too much time to be gone. Let’s go home.”

LOOK WHO'S HOME! Caught today, 12/23/12, 12 days after escaping.

After that, Gingersnap was a different girl. She immediately blended into the pack of dogs here, and you could tell she felt like she was at home. She started going in and out of doors with the other dogs, and started going upstairs. She did like to find her quiet out-of-the-way spots to lay, but was happy to play with other dogs and ate in the kitchen with everyone every day. Gingersnap had a chance to see what it feels like to live *out there*, and to live *in here*, and I think indoors wins out. She is a very gentle hearted dog, quiet and mild mannered, and was just happy to have dog friends. She was especially fond of Rocket, and would wiggle up to him trying to get his attention. He acted like he was annoyed by it, but I know he was flattered. They courted like that all the time. No other dog would do—only Rocket. Gingersnap adored Rocket.

12/31/12: So let me tell you about my baby girl Gingersnap. She loves her mommy now. First, you can see that she is sleeping on a fluffy dog bed and not in the floor anymore, and her body is stretched out and loose and not curled up in a ball. She has a little fear on her face in this pic, but it is from the camera and not me. Now when I go to her room, she starts wagging her tail when she sees me, and will lift her leg up and roll over for a tummy rub. She LOVES her tummy rubs. This morning I got her to eat treats out of my hand, and then she was kissing me all over my hand and arm. I had Angel and Bonnie with me, and Gingersnap gets very excited when she sees the other dogs. I called Gingersnap to come to me, and she got up, wiggling from shoulders to tail, and she came out of her safe room into the kitchen to take some treats from me and get petted. She won't do this for very long, and then she goes back into her room, but it's progress. She was almost playing with Bonnie this morning, exchanging face licks and bouncing around a little, and Gingersnap has a total crush on Wylie, oh my goodness does she come unglued when he goes to visit her. I think the next step will be to take her on leash into the living room with us and make her socialize a little more, and put her in the main yard with the other dogs. I'm very pleased with her progress, and she will be a regular pet before you know it.
12/31

Gingersnap continued to grow more confident and assured during the next few months. She started playing with toys, playing in water, and generally being a regular dog in every way. She learned how to Sit for a treat, and to sleep in a crate. She walked on a leash, she was housetrained, she was loving, and she had even grown so confident that she would often jump in the bed with us to sleep at night. She was just like every other confident dog we had here, because they showed her how she could be. We knew at this point that Gingersnap was ready to find a forever home of her own.

We got an email from Stephanie Becker in Stamford, CT who saw Gingersnap online and fell in love. Ordinarily, I would have frowned on an out of state adoption for a girl that is so special to me, but Stephanie charmed me into feeling like she would be the perfect home for Gingersnap. Her initial email didn’t just ask if Gingersnap were still available. It was more like a resume. She told me about their family, their other animals, their lifestyle, and how much love they have to give Gingersnap. They didn’t want just any dog, they wanted Gingersnap. And that is the kind of love I want for all of our dogs. She explained that they live on a lovely farm and have chickens, other dogs, and a live-in nanny and sent pictures of her and her beautiful daughter. We talked for weeks, and I felt like this was the perfect home for Gingersnap, a home with loving people who understood Gingersnap’s shyness and would give her everything she needs.

Eventually Gingersnap traveled to her new family in CT by commercial transportation with Pets LLC. I can’t say enough good things about these people. I was a nervous wreck about sending a scared dog who is a known flight risk on a 3-day transport, but they know what they are doing and are very good at it. Gingersnap went on transport 9/4/13 and did not want to get in that big truck. She was so scared they had to pick her up and load her. I, of course, gave the transporters my lecture about what a flight risk Gingersnap is and to never let her get away from them, no matter what. She arrived safely on 9/7/13 and was in good shape! She wasn’t traumatized like I had let myself believe would happen, and she settled in to her new home and family quickly.

Gingersnap arriving in CT and meeting her new family!

Stephanie and her beautiful daughter Hannah knew that Gingersnap would be very scared in her new environment at first, but she has surprised them so far. We continue to get good reports.

9/16/13

You would never believe this girl.
Tonight she hung out in the kitchen all evening while hannah did her homework.
Then when she ( child ) went to sleep we had ice cream party
Ice cream is every night in this house.
Big news tho is tonight gingersnap after she went out by herself for peepee and came right back in - let me teach her how to eat ice cream off a spoon!!!

Did u ever think she would come so far so fast ??
She's awesome.
Hannah has been sleeping in the tv room with The dogs every night so she can bond to her.
Anyway.
She likes heathbar crunch :)

I think these pictures prove that Gingersnap is one happy girl. And so, we are very happy too. :)

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Three New Kids

8/5/2013

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Freddy, an 8 month old Blue Merle Border Collie

We rescued 3 new dogs on 7/29/13 from the Christ-Yoder shelter in Buchanan Dam. They must not get much adoption traffic there, because all three of these dogs are outstanding dogs and I can’t imagine why there weren’t adopted, especially Freddy, who was at the shelter for a month. I think his energy probably scared adopters away, but once he got here and got some exercise he settled down into a very nice boy. I put all three dogs into quarantine pens before introducing them to the others, just in case they picked up any germs in the shelter. But I let Freddy out after a few days and introduced him to the pack, thinking that since he had been in the shelter for a month he would have already gotten any illnesses that he was exposed to. And, he was becoming kennel crazy in the pen. He needed to run. We let him into the main yard and introduced him to the pack, and after a few scoldings from the female dogs over his overly-amorous ways, he got along very well with everyone, males and females alike. We have never had one problem out of Freddy with other dogs.

Maria, a 2 yr old Red Bi Aussie

Next I brought Maria into the house. She just seems so….neglected and unloved, and we need to turn that around. Actually, she kind of made the decision for me by jumping the fence of the rescue pen. I saw her walking on the road out back and went out there with a leash. I knew if I tried to chase her she would run, so I just sat down and lowered my head and she came trotting right up to me. I clipped the leash on her and brought her inside, but had to coax her through the doorway. I’m not sure if she’s ever been inside before. She was terrified, especially of the other dogs, even the puppies. She spent the first two days huddled in the corner of the laundry room and would snarl and bare her teeth to any dog that approached her. We determined that she was just afraid of other dogs. She is full of burrs and was probably stray for a long time, and I’m sure she was chased and attacked by other dogs a lot while on the loose. Once I started feeding her in the kitchen with the rest of the dogs, she opened right up and slowly, one by one, started making friends with everyone here. She has now been all through the house, has had a nice bath, sleeps in a crate at night, and is just the sweetest and most loving thing you could ask for. She is a real gem, a wonderful girl with a beautiful soft nature.

Minnie was a bit of a concern, because while in the quarantine pen she would aggressively charge both of the dogs and I had to separate her. I had her with Maria but she was bullying Maria so badly, and Maria is just too shy to defend herself, that I had to separate them. So I was a bit concerned over how she would do with the other dogs, especially since Lil, Angel, and especially Coco can be very dominant. I was thinking Minnie and Coco would be like oil & water. I know it’s a bit early to take Minnie out of quarantine, but I rolled the dice yesterday and let her in the house with us because she needs some seriously socialization if she is to become the great dog that I know she really is. At first, she charges and nips the other dogs and there were a couple of squabbles, mainly between her and Mr. Humpty, Freddy. Girls don't like boys humping their heads, just an FYI, Freddy. We got through yesterday fine, and introduced Coco last and held our breath. A couple of growls, but everything went well. This morning Minnie went into the main yard with everyone for the first time. Minnie did take off after a couple of dogs, but she calls off easily with verbal corrections. She's not hurting them, but she sure wants them to think she will. I think it comes more from a defensive place rather than an aggressive one.

So now we're back in the house, and Minnie has taken to herding the three Border Collie puppies as they play. And she is so typical BC in doing it. She's crouching, she's hiding behind things and creeping, it's pretty funny. She is one step away from playing with them. You can see she wants to. Suddenly, Coco was worried that Minnie was going to hurt the puppies so she ran over and growled Minnie away. I had to call Coco back, but she did make Minnie immediately submit. So maybe Coco's attitude can be useful in all of this after all.

All dogs are inside right now. Stella & Laredo are wrestling on the couch. Rocket, Angel, Tumbleweed, and Gingersnap are lying in the floor around the table napping. Coco is lying in the floor by my side, Maria and Freddy are playing in the dining room, the three BC pups are romping in the living room, and Minnie is dividing her attention between watching the BC pups and watching Maria & Freddy, ready to run in either direction and intervene if needed. Oops, even Minnie could not resist the puppy cuteness—she is now in the floor having a grand romp with Cotton Eyed Joe. J I work from home today, so I'll have all day to monitor their activity and continue to socialize everyone. Maria and Freddy have done great, and Freddy is usually just in the floor beside me when indoors, Not nearly as crazy as I thought he was going to be, he's a really nice boy. Maria is an absolute gem, very sweet and loving and needs someone to spoil her rotten. Minnie has an adoption pending and will be adopted together with Brewski. They have yet to meet because Brewski is still in isolation as he finishes recovering from Parvo, and can be contagious for a while yet. But in the next 1-2 weeks they will be going home to Houston together, and I feel very confident now that they will get along marvelously.

Yay for happy, socialized dogs who all get along together!

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A Perfect Match

7/13/2013

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Our sweet Bonnie Blues was adopted today! After being with us since October, she finally found her forever home. But even better, it is with Sue Ellen the black tri Aussie, adopted by a woman who works for my company. This just could not have been a better fit. Sue Ellen is extremely shy and in a week there, just wasn’t progressing as well as expected. She follows Ellen around, but is afraid of her husband Brent, as she was with Mark. And she doesn’t venture out into the house very often. I knew another dog would bring her out of her shell, and she and Bonnie were very close here. The adopters have several grandchildren, and Bonnie is wonderful with kids. Bonnie is very outgoing and friendly, almost the opposite of Sue Ellen, so we knew they would be a good combo.

When we arrived, Bonnie just trotted in the house like she was at home, “Hey everyone, I’m Bonnie Blue Eyes, let’s party” with that pretty feather duster tail wagging. Sue Ellen approached for a minute but quickly retreated to her safe area beside the couch. We went into the living room, sat down and started to talk, and I took the leash off Bonnie. As soon as I did, she went to Sue Ellen, Sue Ellen got up and met her, and you have never seen two happier dogs. Sue Ellen just instantly changed. The adopters were amazed. The girls visited, we all went out back, they romped and played, we came back inside, and for the first time in a week the adopters saw Sue Ellen’s tail wag. And man did it wag, over and over and over again. I also took a Premier Busy Buddy kibble ball, because both dogs really enjoy playing with that. By the time I left, the whole family, both dogs included, were relaxed and happy and going into the kitchen freely. Oh and Bonnie LOVES the husband Brent, and he really liked that since Sue Ellen seems to be afraid of him now. I told him that Bonnie will help open her up and now he’ll be able to get closer to Sue Ellen. And Bonnie will get the more individual attention that a wonderful dog like her deserves. Yes, I’m crying again. I will certainly miss that little funny face. But it’s good tears. This time, we hit the jackpot. We made a family happy, they each have their own dog now, we made Bonnie happy, and Bonnie is helping to make Sue Ellen happy. What more could you ask for.

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