Showing posts with label rehome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rehome. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

No, We're Not There Yet

Emy has apparently decided she prefers her pups well done at birth. She still has them corralled inside. Yesterday and last night, she was paying attention... last night, a LOT of attention... to her bottom and I tried to stay up late so I was in on everything from the start. But I fell asleep some time after midnight. And she did too. She is (and HAS BEEN) what I call "pointed." She looks like she swallowed a football sideways so there is a definite "point" sticking out just behind her ribs on each side. That usually means the pups are rearranging themselves the better to be born. I don't take temperatures... it never works for me although I have a number of breeder friends who swear by it. I don't need a drop in temperature to tell me the dog is going to have pups in the next 48 hours or so. Other signs, like not eating, are a better indication. And she's still eating. She'll have them when SHE is ready. But, just to be on the safe side, I have nothing... absolutely NOTHING... scheduled this week that will take me away from home for more than an hour. Besides, it's race week and traffic is terrible.

Another "rehome" has found a home
This guy is a purebred miniature Poodle that I bred. His dad is Sparky and his mom, Diamond. He is a parti from an entire litter of parti MALES. I even still had his original papers. A friend of mine who raises Bichon asked about him a couple weeks ago and I said "Come get him!" He'll be in the house, like here, AND will have a couple girl friends, NOT like here! I would have used him because he is both well bred AND gorgeous, but all the girls I have are either his maternal or paternal half sisters.

So... only about a dozen rescues to go...!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Update on Rehome

I had to run over to the vet's this morning to pick up a prescription renewal (thyrozine for Keogh, my doodle.) Now, going to my vet at any time takes a while. I don't know exactly what it is as they seem to have enough staff and everyone is always busy but everything takes forever... checking in, waiting for a room, checking out. And heaven help you if you have an emergency and have to go as a walk-in! But Saturdays are always like Black Fridays (isn't that what they call the day after Thanksgiving?) When I got there, the lobby was full so I called... from their parking lot... to tell them I needed the refill and then went to eat breakfast. Forty minutes later, I returned... and stood in line for over a half hour. There were only 4 people ahead of me, and 2 of them had appointments, but we waited in line. Then the vet tech whose mom adopted Moonie, the rehome, came into the lobby and told me how well he was doing. She said the 2 of them have become inseparable and she's not sure which is more enamored of the other. Moonie stayed at the vet's just a couple days before going to his new home and everyone there fell in love with him. It's nice when things work out so nicely... and so quickly!

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Pups and a Rehome


Elliott, checking out every little spot in the grass!
He'll be living in Nashville where he plans on making a career in country something!



Moving to the San Francisco area is Charlie.
He's perfectly at home in the sun and apparently, loves the camera!


New Home Needed

I've just taken back a 55 pound, black, curly coated, neutered guy who is 3 years old and has been living with a couple kids and another dog. Circumstances have changed in his home AND he has a history of biting, twice. Both times were strangers who were on HIS property when he was unsupervised. He is at my vet's where he'll be staying for an evaluation period of at least 2 weeks. BUT I have to tell you, he was the perfect gentleman when I got him out of the crate and took him for a walk and he doesn't know me from Adam! Guess that should be Eve. (But his owner's name was Adam....) He sat by my side in the exam room, with his head in my lap. And my vet got right down on the floor and in his face when she first walked in the room without eliciting any negative response from him.

I am looking for someone with dog EXPERIENCE and I don't mean someone who has just had a couple pets... this has to be someone who knows what to look for and who speaks "dog."
Email me if you are interested.