A Saturday Party Just for Coraline and Butter

Treats?   Did someone mention Treats?

Saturday we had a big Golden Retriever Rescue party.   Since Coraline was going to her first party, she decided the party was just for her.   Some people worry about taking their canine friends to an event with an open, off leash dog park and a picnic all in one.   They  worry that their canine will get lost or won't come back.   Coraline had arrived only 5 days before, and she did not even know her name yet.   She comes running only when we call "Treat", but that gets her back when she needs to come back. 

It was fun watching Coraline take lessons from a lot of experienced Goldens on how to enjoy life.   She ran, she romped, she splashed in the wading pools, she begged food off of the table, she chased balls.  But her big contribution to the party was how she ran from hand to hand, getting petted, getting loved, licking hands and stealing food from unguarded plates.   Before the evening was over we had two people that were interested in adopting Coraline.   By the end of this week, we expect to meet with some families about a forever home.  

When the time came to go home, I was tired and I looked for the humans, they have the car keys.  Dogs need pockets, then we could drive whenever we wanted, all we need is control of the keys.    While I was going to the car, Coraline came running, she was tired too and she was ready to go home also.   No need to call her, she knew where her home was and how to get there.  She jumped into the car like a champ, usually she has to be picked up to get in.

 Below, the dogs and humans gather for a few words from our leaders.

In the meantime, we had all been introduced to Butter.  If you read yesterdays post, you remember that Butter was just turned over to the rescue at noon, then taken to the party.  She was getting a very wild and fast education in being a golden.   After years of confinement in a small enclosure, Butter went wild at the party.   She was free and she was enjoying all that we had to offer.   She chased balls, she licked hands and she enthralled her fan club.  They just let her enjoy it all, she even was given bites of chicken to welcome her to the new life.  When the people heard her story, they spoiled her rotten.  Butter was the last one in the car to leave.   She had her first taste of freedom and she was going to play till she actually dropped, and drop she did.  She was tired, she had to be picked up and helped in to the car.  Everyone crashed in the back of the SUV and slept all the way home. 

Below, Coraline relaxes on Sunday and just lays around the house chewing sticks. 

Below, Coraline tells Mini Cat about the party.   She was unimpressed.   Cats, you can't live with them and you can't chase them!

Mogley G. Retriever