Thursday, May 6, 2010
The photo above is Ruby with her very first toy. And her very first hole she dug in the lawn. Two firsts for the puppy mill escapee.
So much is happening that it is hard to keep up. This afternoon the bi-ped could not find Ruby. Ruby was missing. The house was searched, the yard was searched, the gates were checked. There is not even a space large enough for the cat to get through. How could she escape? She is small and very skinny, maybe she could squeeze out the space between the gates?
Our cousins were called in to help in the search, neighbors were asked to spread out in the area and look for her. The bi-ped called Golden Retriever Rescue to tell them that Ruby had somehow fled. Asked them to be on the alert if someone called in her tag number to GRRR. Then Ruby came out of hiding, yawning and stretching. But no one saw where she came from. A short time later they had to search again, this time they found her hole. She had a hole behind the apple tree, partly under the lilac bush, where she could nap undisturbed. The search was called off and everyone was able to relax. Ruby was brought inside and she was placed under close watch.
Then a call came in asking if we could go pick up a 7 year old Golden from the Denver Dumb Friends league. Sugar needed a new home, she had been at the Dumb Friends League as long as she could be and we were asked to take her. The bi-ped jumped in the car and returned with a wonderful lady, Sugar. Below is our first photo of Sugar.
Ruby is settling in, she is getting along well. She is still terrified when a bi-ped approaches, she likes being petted but she has a hard time overcoming her urge to flee. Sometimes she stops and braces herself to be petted, sometimes she just runs away. We did find out how to get her to eat, she received three meals today, the rest of us only had two. We did have a first today, Ruby played with her first toy. She likes it, but she drops it and backs away when another dog approaches. Maybe that is why she found a hiding place, but she is not learning to socialize when she is in the brush.
Someone asked about how many fosters we have had so far, Sugar is number 48. Can you imagine having 48 different foster's here since the start of this blog? What should we do when we reach the magic number of 50?
Yes, if you get bored, you can go back through the blogs and count the fosters, except for three that we could not write about. One was surrendered by a spouse to get revenge, we could not put her on the web till the dispute was settled, one was an abused dog that we thought might be needed for a court appearance. One was turned in by someone we did not think even owned her. They just stayed here till it was worked out, these explain some of the long silences we had on the blog. 48 Goldens and counting. It has been a wonderful experience, a trip well worth the taking, memories worth the keeping.
Mogley G. Retriever