My last photo of Chief?

This may the last shot I take of Chief. He went home today. Chief’s new Dad brought in Chief’s new brother so they could meet for the first time. That was the last hurdle before Chief could go to his new home. Lori managed the intro so naturally it went swimmingly. Chief’s new brother is a Rotti mix so they are both big dogs. So now Chief’s Dad is happy. All the volunteers are happy. I’m happy. And I’m sure Chief is happy. He’s in the best place he could possibly be. He hit the Lotto. In case you’re wondering,…

Chief

I’ve written before about one of the mixed blessings of doing rescue work. When you meet hundreds of dogs you’re bound to fall in love with more than a few of them. And then there are the few that for some reason your heart just aches with the desire  to take them home forever. Chief is one of those dogs for me. I’ve never been foolish enough to make an ordered list of the dogs I’ve loved the most at HB. But I can tell that Chief would be near the top if I made such an effort. Ogee has…

Ride ’em, cowgirl!

Nora, the blonde below, is a superstar dog when it comes to playing with other dogs. Nora excels at adapting her play style to the dogs she is with. In this post you can see her being a ruffian with the boys (Ryder and Decoda). Always willing to play but never gets too rough. On the other hand, it’s amazing to watch Nora self-handicap when playing with a puppy. She even takes the time to teach the young ones how to play properly.

Yukon searches for a friend

A Homeward Bound alumna visited today. Yukon, originally “Marie”, came back to look for a new friend. We thought Ryder would be a good match for her but it didn’t quite work out. I told Ryder that a Great Pyrenees wanted to meet him. But I think Yukon overheard him respond, “Yeah, what’s so great about her?” She met a few other dogs, and was polite and all, but she didn’t show much interest in any of them. Once we ran out of suitable suitors for Yukon, I decided to play along shot and went home to get Monty. You…

News we don’t like to get

Of course, we want all of our Homeward Bound dogs to stay adopted once they go home. It’s much easier to take if it’s simply a matter of the match not being right. Perhaps the dog was too high energy for the adopter’s lifestyle, or someone in the household turned out to be allergic to dander. Then we can vow to get it right the next time. Occasionally though, we have a dog come back due to a bite. That’s much more distressing. Yesterday I received a text message from a friend/volunteer at the rescue that Walter had come back…

A brief run through the HB garden

I haven’t shot much in the Homeward Bound Memorial Garden lately. And I probably won’t do so for the near future at least. But yesterday I took a dog over to visit with his best friend, Lori, and that gave me an unexpected opportunity to spend a few minutes in the garden.  

Shaggy goes home

My beloved Shaggy has left because his Mom returned home from her trip. I’ll miss him but I was thrilled to have Shaggy here for just over a week. He seemed to feel comfortable from the start — not terribly surprising as he lived with me for several months a couple years back. The other night was much like old times. I was lying on the floor with Shaggy watching TV. I was watching TV. Shaggy was having a great time fidgeting and putting his legs on me in awkward ways. That boy is not a respecter of personal space…