While driving home on a Sunday evening, I saw a small white dog running down the street, which is something a street-wise dog would not do. I pulled over and was going to try to catch the pup, but I didn't have much hope as of the dozens of times I've tried over the years, I've only succeeded a few times. As I opened the car door, the dog ran up to me. I reached down and picked it up and put it in the car and took it home.
It is a white female who appears to be between one and two years old. It is very friendly and cuddled a lot. The other dogs were freaked out by it, and still are, but I think they are mostly curious, although Grumpy Groo Dorcas has been growling and snapping at her. I took her around the house and into the back yard to get her familiar. Baby Na'at is fascinated by the new dog. After being freaked at first, she got quickly used to the dog and soon was nose-to-nose with her.
Apophis was not so casual about the dog. I was sitting in my chair with the dog snuggling on me when after several hours, Apophis came in the house. He casually walked over and jumped up on the chair to get his love and rubs and I was rubbing him and he suddenly noticed I DON'T KNOW THAT DOG and started hissing as I kept petting him to calm him down. The other dogs started getting frantic because Apophis was getting frantic. Brunhilda jumped up on the chair and started sniffing at Apophis, something she does a lot and normally doesn't bother him at all, but he slapped out at Brunhilda but caught my hand and one of his claws sank into my palm and I started bleeding quite a lot; not a dangerous amount, but messy. I didn't want to get up while things were so nuts, so I stayed sitting while I comforted the puppy and Apophis.
She is much larger than any of my dogs, and while she so far seems friendly, if she got into a fight with Dorcas, Dorcas could be seriously injured, so tomorrow when I'm away at a school teaching, I'll put her behind the back fence alone. When I get home tomorrow, unless I get seriously delayed, I'll take her to the local shelter. I hope she has a chip. She has never been pregnant. I haven't tried to flip her over to see if she has a blue-line tattoo which is a signal that she's been spayed. Her friendliness shows that she is probably taken care of and she is not abused. She is plump and thus well fed. She is of a type that has hair that needs to be clipped, and it appears that she may never have been clipped in her young life. She's in need of a bath and is covered with mats.
I have been considering keeping her if nobody claims her, but it may be better if she’s not claimed to go to someone else.
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Tuesday, Jan 29, 2019 · 2:26:14 AM +00:00
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So I’m home again with Delight’s puppers.
I took Rescue to the animal shelter today after I got home from teaching today, but the shelter is closed on Mondays. So, I went to a vet and asked them to scan Rescue for a chip, and they found none.
They said they could take the dog and call the shelter tomorrow, so I agreed to leave her. I was a bit heartbroken to see her being taken away, knowing that she would be in a cage tonight alone.
I thought about keeping her for another night, but she was freaking out my dogs and cats, and who knows what she was doing to Anubis, my eleven-year-old big white baby cat who won’t come in for the puppies anymore. She might be enough to cause him to go away completely. Apophis was freaked out by Rescue and was even claw-slapping Delight’s puppies, who grew up with him. I didn’t want another night of disruption. If I were to be keeping her as a forever home, I think they would have gotten along eventually. In fact, having Rescue as part of the pack for a day changed the behavior of the puppies, particularly Dorcus, who now seems less aggressive towards her sisters than she had been. I think to see a new dog twice as massive as her largest sister made her appreciate her big sis Zorrita.
I’ve been thinking a lot about Delight and her being gone. I dream about her coming back, and I imagine what she would do when I have her home. I was thinking last night that I almost hope she’s out there cold and hungry and ALIVE because that means there will be hope for her eventual return.
Delight’s loss has hit me hard and I’ve been thinking that I’m in a change point in my life. The path I’ve been on could change soon in ways I can’t fully define right now, but I will write more about later.
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