Red Alert!

Sorry, no Star Trek red alert klaxon here. This is about a different sort of red alert. If you’ve volunteered at Homeward Bound long enough the other volunteers start to learn your canine preferences. I’ve mentioned before that I am partial to the red ones. One day last week I informed 3 times of a new guest named Killian within 15 minutes of my arrival. Oh, and I got an e-mail too which included which kennel the new up was residing in. I took him out later that day for photos This is Killian. I liked him right away. He…

Sometimes you can only do the best you can do

Maxton arrived at Homeward Bound in the middle of July. Of course, I noticed him right away because he was a big, red boy. That always gets my attention. I took him out for photos not long after he showed up that and spent a little time with him. I soon realized that he had a hole in his soul — there was something missing. This isn’t unusual in rescue. Most of the dogs we get are reasonably happy and balanced given that their lives have just been turned upside down. But for some, like Maxton, there is a deeper…

Buddy pays another visit

You’ve met Buddy before in previous posts. He’s a Homeward Bound alumnus who comes to stay with me and Scrappy every now and then. Well, with me, Scrappy, and whichever random dogs happen to be here. That can be an unsettling proposition for a dog that lacks confidence. But Buddy has come a long way since he was adopted by Mary and Drew. This time it was the lovely and talented Daisy with whom Buddy was forced to share living quarters. Scrappy played chaperone the entire time. I had to keep Daisy and Buddy separated for the first couple days…

Daisy

I suppose most dog lovers, even though they love all dogs, have certain “types” they tend to be more attracted to. As with our attractions to fellow humans, physical attributes are often the first things that capture our imagination. I tend to like the big, red dogs. That’s true as far as it goes but that is still at the superficial level, of course. So some volunteers might be surprised when a big, red dog comes in and I figuratively shrug my shoulders: “Sure, he’s gorgeous but he just doesn’t do anything for me.” I started paying attention to the…

Teddy’s style evolves

I’ve written about Teddy a few times, most recently here where I discuss how I knew he was ready to go home. Aside from his questionable behavior when he arrived at Homeward Bound teddy is also known for the various looks he sported along the way. When Teddy arrived his coat was grown out … and then some. To be honest, I suffered a flashback to the 1970s when I had a scruffier appearance of my own. Teddy insisted that he looks different because he marches to a different drummer. I responded, “Too bad, dude, we have to take care of…