It is 67 outside, and the slow, soaking rain we need so much is falling steadily. Kitty boy continues to take a renewed interest in life-since I haven’t changed cat food, and he isn’t on any drugs, the weather is the only thing that has changed.
Husky girl is 14, and she is doing the happy dance when I take her out in the cool, but the cold is her preferred weather.
I hope you do decide to adopt the younger Collie-sounds like he needs a good home. My daughter’s Staffordshire Terrier was rescued with his littermates from a cage in a puppy mill, along with a bunch of other AKC Staffordshires, Bulldogs and Boxers. The owners of the kennel claimed they only sold dogs to pet shops, but considering that they were only raising/selling “bully breeds”, it is likely that more than a few ended up in hands that should never own an animal.
My daughter adopted him when he was 5 months old-he hid under the bed and barked his head off every time he was alone for nearly the whole first year she had him.
He is a happy, delightful dog now, who plays and sleeps with cats-and has a scary bark for unwelcome strangers-but it took him a couple of years to get there, and he still needs the comfort of being indoors with the cats when no one is home.
Puppy mills are evil incarnate.
I agree. When we brought Oliver home, it was the first time he had been on grass. Can you imagine? He rarely leaves my side and has turned into a pretty good little dog. I wish we had had him much earlier. Undoing the damage took a good year.