Ollie here. Today is a snow day!!! That means my human foster boy is home from school and he can play with me and Rainbow. I love the snow and I love doing zoomies in it. Just watch my tail wag even when I get snow kicked in my face. After that, though, I love to come inside and lay on the couch and cuddle up nice and warm. My foster mom says that some day I will have someone that loves to cuddle as much as I do. She also says my manners are getting better every day! I have been walking to school every day (but today and the weekends) and have been visiting the kids and the other dogs that take their humans to school. That is probably the highlight of my day. Well, followed by the long nap I get to take before I have to go back and pick up my foster brother. Rainbow has a lot of friends and I am okay playing with them too. I really like that the bulldog is easy to catch because he has such little legs! I really want to find a family that will love me, so if you think that might be you, please let me know soon so I can learn your rules of the house!
After a long hiatus from taking foster dogs, Ollie is my first attempt at not failing Fostering 101. Anyone who knows me, knows I love the big boys and Ollie is one big, gorgeous hound! Weighing in at about 90 lbs, you would think he would be dominant, but he spent the first few days here with the 50 lb little lady of the house telling him he could not get on the couch...AND, he listened.
Ollie is a friend to all including the small dogs in the neighborhood. When some of the younger, yippier dogs start to annoy him, he will give them a little warning growl and walk away. Five and a half years young, he still loves to play with stuffies and do a zoomie or two around the yard. He is comfortable around kids of all ages and is just an easy going big boy. His favorite things are eating and hanging out with his people. Ollie is working on some house manners, but he would love to find a forever home so he can start to really get to know his family!
Abby is in the house! Abby is not up to typing her own blog yet, but she is one beautiful girl. On Saturday, she took a trip to PetSmart in Manassas to meet up with her Mama and some of her Siblings. The pic is Abby with her Mama and a brother. Abby is the one smack in the middle of the crowd- which, by the way is one of her favorite places to be! Abby is young- she will be two in November and she comes with that puppy charm. In fact, she likes to play so much that I have started calling her a Greyhound Retriever. She loves nothing more than to chase a tennis ball and bring it back over and over again. Abby also loves to walk to school (in a slow meandering fashion...Abby is usual not in a hurry to get anywhere) in the morning because there are so many people to greet and she gets to wag her L shaped tail in a giant helicopter motion...Sometimes we think she is about to take off! Abby would love to be in a house with kids that want to entertain her. She would also enjoy the company of another larger dog. While she may be small animal and cat friendly, her frequent bouts of play may make her an accidental danger to small animals but she does enjoy having another large friend around (like another greyhound). Abby is still learning a few manners, but she would love nothing more than to have her new family teach her these manners. One bonus with Abby is that her Mama and litter mates have been adopted out in this area and are quite active in meet and greets and other events greyhounds show up at!
Hi everyone, I am Ninja...Okay, I am WW's Runnin' About but I am in a house with a ninja obsessed 6-year old. He thought my mask looked like I was a Ninja, so there it is! He tells me he has to figure out what my power is, but I can tell you I have a few powers! First of all, I start off quite reserved to lull you into a sense of complacency, then I slowly sneak in and steal your stuffies, your toys, your dog beds, and most of all your heart. That's right-- there is no way you could meet me and not fall in love. See the basket behind me in the picture? It was filled with stuffies- now they are all mine! I am going to turn this over to my foster mom to tell you more about my awesomeness!
Ninja is a super sweet, cuddly pup that loves to play! He has a pretty good amount of energy for an almost 4 year old grey, but he is more than happy to take that out on stuffies (or whatever toys are left around for him to play with!). He is smart and learned to use a doggie door in less than 45 minutes and has not had a single accident in the house. He is as comfortable being crated as he is being free. He does like to counter-surf and he is still learning his leash manners- He just gets so excited!! He likes to walk to school in the morning and visit everyone along the way and has pretty much ignored the squirrels and cats on our walks...In fact, he only seems to have a prey drive for small flying creatures that are annoying him (flies and bees!). If you are looking for a people pleaser and a pup with a little more stamina and energy, Ninja would be more than willing to sneak in as only a Ninja can do and steal your heart!
About 4 weeks ago, I awoke to a toothache that got progressively worse. Twenty-four hours and a root canal later, I felt much better. So what does this have to do with a dog? Well, meet Milo. He is a sweet happy, boy that was returned almost three weeks ago. He came to us with what I called "swamp breath" and a brand new toothbrush and an unopened tube of doggie toothpaste. Knowing that teeth can improve with brushing, I slowly got Milo to let me brush his teeth, but getting him to let me even touch his mouth was a challenge. 2 weeks later, he allowed me to lift his jowls and the picture with my thumb in it is what I found. If you look closely, you will see that it looks almost like part of his gum was missing. I immediately called the vet and made an appointment for a dental. This problem was so much worse than I imagined. Imagine if the roots of your teeth were exposed (yes, the part where the nerves are)...How long would you live like that? How long would you allow your dog to live like that and would you expect him to be sweet and gentle when he was in so much pain?
Lucky for us, Milo remained sweet and cuddly (even with Ginger). Yesterday, Milo went to get his teeth "cleaned." Unfortunately for Milo his teeth cleaning resulted in 16 teeth extracted. I am going to warn you, the upcoming pictures are a little disgusting, but if it causes just one person to remember to brush their pup's teeth, I am willing to post these. If your pup's comfort is not enough to get you to brush his/her teeth, maybe knowing that a tube of doggie toothpaste will cost you less than $5 but a situation like Milo's could cost you over $1000!!
Note the roots of his top teeth (not to mention the terrible icky stuff all over them). The picture on the left is of his top teeth and the one on the right is showing his bottom teeth.
Milo is now back home and resting peacefully. He is on some pain killers for the next few days and getting to eat soft food but this will allow Milo to live without pain. Milo has a pending forever home, but his adoption fee will not nearly cover the extensive dental work he just had done. Any donations will be helpful and can be given to Greyhound Rescue, Inc. All donations are tax deductible as well! I thought I would give you one more pic of Milo in his very drugged state. He is still a little freaked out this morning and hanging out in his man cave (aka crate) to feel a bit more secure, but he has been coming out and eating a little. I am pretty sure we will see the silly boy back soon!
So my foster Mom thinks I should let my true personality shine...I think a video is worth a thousand words, so here are a couple that show my personality! The first one is me giving my foster brother kisses. The second is me playing (three weeks post toe amputation)!
Stitches out, bandages off, mostly unmuzzled (I'm still not supposed to lick my toe), and I am back in business. First line of business after my bandages came off? Start jumping back on the couch. Second, make a giant mess with stuffies because I want a nice long walk and a run but they still won't give it to me. I figure at some point they will figure out it takes more time to clean up all the toys from the stuffy basket than it does to take me for a good long walk! Don't worry, when my little foster brother wakes up, he will throw me some stuffies...We like to play fetch and tug of war. I usually win!! So, does anyone know whether I am supposed to have three toes on each foot or four?? I can't really tell, but I think I may have lost one under the bandages they had on me! Oh well, I am back to my old self, so who cares how many toes are on each foot, right?