Our new addition:
He was picked up as a stray and spent some time in the pound. He was rescued from there by a Boxer rescue rep. He was then sent to live with a foster family while he recovered from several things….heart worms, malnutrition, an injured leg.
He was only45 lbs when he was picked up. He was not neutered either. So that snipping was taken care of before we got him.
The foster mom took him in and fattened him up and he is all sorts of happy.
He is very healthy and a perfect 60lbs now.
He is about 5 years old.
The foster Mom gave him a name, that we don’t really like…Spanky…shhh don’t tell her we renamed him.
That was only his name for 3 months and no one knows what it was before.
What I do know…..he is extremely sweet.
He likes people a lot. Especially me, although Lindsay swears he likes her best, he likes me best.
He is happy when we give him the slightest amount of attention and unlike Cocoa, he does not pounce on us when we enter the house.
And he does play so very good with Cocoa.
They run all over the yard and then come in and sleep for a few hours before running all over the yard again.
He follows me everywhere. Cocoa follows him everywhere. We have our own little train going through the house.
He does not give the cat’s much trouble either. A good sniff here and there.
I am sure they are not the least bit happy to have another canine in the house though.
He has a nice comfy bed in our bedroom that he sleeps peacefully on each night.
Times that by 2 and add my wonderful husband….His snout is a bit bigger though.
Thank the good lord for the person who invented earplugs. hallelujah. Amen
I will add that to my daily list of chores now…..
But I also realized he has bad breath.
Did he have a happy home?
Was he a runaway or was he disposed of?
No one came looking for him at the pound.
The people who had him took the time and expense to have his ears done, but did not microchip or neuter him. That makes me wonder….
My Mom thinks he may have been a stud.
But her mind is usually in the gutter like that.
Play, Play, Play, Play, Play