Roscoe went out the back door for a walk just as I was coming in the front door of Animal Control. That gave me a few minutes to talk with Lisa and Alicia. They had a packet made up for me with the transfer form, shot record, and a microchip kit.
Roscoe came back in via the front door, and when he saw me standing there he just EXPLODED in happiness: bounced around then stood up, wrapped his paws around my neck and licked my face. Now I need a shower! When I took him out to the truck he leapt up onto the tailgate and pawed at the door of the transport box, “Let me in, let me in, I want to go home!” He sang a song of joy all the way home!
Around 2:00 this morning Ty Steele, one of our foster dogs, woke us up. I say “us” because he went from Marie’s side of the bed to my side, back and forth, poking his nose into our faces. We thought at first he was wanting to play and we encouraged him to go back to sleep. He has been good lately about sleeping the night through.
But last night we had a going-away party for Ty because he’s leaving on transport today (thanks to the good folks at Jefferson County Humane Society, who loaned Steele Away Home their big van when the one we’ve been using and had planned on using tomorrow was suddenly made unavailable to us). The Oinky he enjoyed so thoroughly probably made him thirsty and he probably drank more than usual for late evening – maybe I’d better take him outside.
Ty is a true herding dog. HairyFace had to put a cone on him after his surgery yesterday. But, being extra bright, he learned quickly how to navigate and even use the dreaded thing to his advantage. I mean, besides ramming it into the People’s legs at every opportunity so they can share his discomfort.
This morning we all went out for our morning run. Everyone but Josephine came back in. When she arrived, Ty went to the door with Hairy. The sight of old cone-head standing in her way was enough to spook Josie and she backed away.
Ellie has had kind of a tough row to hoe over the past few months. We don’t know what her life was like before, but mid-summer she showed up at the home of a local resident: Deb. Deb did the responsible thing and tried to get her back together with her family — except no one ever came forward to claim her. But Ellie is a sweet, gentle girl, so Deb hung onto her.
After a while that got to be inconvenient. Mostly because Ellie chased her cat and the cat never came back. Hound dog, small furry creature that runs; maybe not the best combo.
When the local animal shelter re-opened, Deb took Ellie down there. A shelter employee decided to take Ellie home because her husband hunts coons. But they found out that THIS hound don’t hunt, (at least not for him) so Ellie came back to the shelter.
The shelter contacted Amy (our intake person) and asked if Steele Away Home -Canine Foster and Rescue could help find Ellie Mae a new home.