Our old friend Arco

The handsome Yellow Lab, not the Sacramento arena. His family is off to India for a wedding so Arco gets to visit with us for a bit. Arco used to live across from me when I lived in Folsom. The city, not the prison. He became infatuated with me and watched my house intently in order to monitor my comings and goings. I’m grateful that I still get to see him.


Bing came by to spend time with us today while his Mom helped feed the canine residents at HB. He was a popular during his l-o-n-g stay here. Fortunately, he’s one of those “don’t worry, be happy” types. That kept him from getting stressed out waiting for the right opportunity. Then he struck gold in May when he went home with Lorey. You can read more about Bing in Ogee’s post here.

Max goes home

You might remember Max. He’s the impossibly handsome Lab with the shiny eyes who’s made several appearances in my posts. He went home on Sunday, Valentine’s Day. Yes, he sure has my heart. Max is a joyful boy with an intense curiosity about everything in his world. He is big and strong and sometimes a lot to handle. On the outside. On the inside he is still just a little boy. But that little boy could put up a ferocious front when faced with a situation that scared him — like another barking at him. Max worked through his issues…

Arco is visiting

Arco arrived on Sunday for four weeks. No, not the Sacramento sports arena — the dog. Arco’s not a Homeward Bound alumnus; I met him when he lived across the street from me in Folsom. Not the prison — the city where the prison is located. For some reason Arco fixated on me and he watched my house intently for any sign that I might come out. Sometimes he would come over and bark on my porch, yelling at me to come out and pay attention to him. I opened the door once when he was there and he came…

Max flips Scrappy

Max had to go back to the Homeward Bound kennels a few weeks ago because I ran out of room at my house when Marshall came. When that happens we watch to make sure there is no backsliding. Max was a little unsure of himself during a couple dog introductions recently so I’ve been wanting to bring Scrappy over to spend time with him. Max and Scrappy have played hard several times before so how they interacted now would be instructive. No problem! They played just fine for half an hour. But … Lori was there. You remember the story…