We went to finalize Prim’s adoption Saturday and stopped at the new Dairy Queen next door on the way out. Because they built near a Petsmart, this Dairy Queen offers dog treats if they see a dog in the car. I don’t normally give the dogs treats, because Midget has put on too much weight courtesy of daily treats, nor do I allow eating in my car, but it was a special occasion and I figured I could vacuum the seats when we got home. In less than 24 hours, I paid for that mistake. Prim woke me at 1:30 am to go outside. Millie, who never has to go outside during the night, woke me at 5:30. Millie also rarely has accidents in the house, but when we got home from church, I had a mess to clean. With four little dogs in the house, it’s not always possible to tell who’s the guilty party, but Millie’s the only one who can jump the gate and get in the back of the house. When I was cleaning up, I told her she should stay on the other side of the gate if she doesn’t want to tell on herself. Midget had to get out as soon as we got home from church and a few hours later I barely got Prim outside in time. When the three dogs who had treats were having issues and the two that didn’t were not, it wasn’t hard to put it all together. As nice as it is for people to offer treats, the answer from now on will have to be no.
I’m going to have to stop fostering for a little while, so I can housebreak my lastest foster failure. It was pretty clear after the first day I wasn’t going to give this one up. We still haven’t agreed on a name, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have one. I will call her Prim, and my husband will refuse to do so because he doesn’t like it. He’s called my 16 year old Pug by the wrong name his whole life and it hasn’t bothered him, so I don’t expect being called by two different names will bother Prim either. I’m the one she interacts with 90% of the time, so Prim is the name she will learn to respond to. She has some real trust issues, which is to be expected with a dog rescued from a puppy mill, but every day I see improvement and I have high hopes. She was trying hard to get Midget to play with her yesterday and just this morning I found her on Grace’s bed. Clearly she’s making herself at home.
This is my new foster dog Classy, or my new dog Gizmo or Bitsy or whatever name we finally agree on. Personally, I like the name Prim, but my husband doesn’t and we’ll have to agree on whatever we end up calling her, if we keep her. Having spent her whole life in a cage, she’s a little scared of people, but making progress. It’s so sad to see her natural instinct to like people, curbed by fear and mistrust. At only 6 pounds, when her tail wags, her whole body wags, and she gets so excited when you talk to her. Sadly though, she pulls back when you reach to pet her. From the minute we heard about this batch of Shih-tzus, we knew we would get another foster and possibly a new addition to our doggy clan. Daily it’s looking more and more like she’s a keeper.
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It’s that time of year again. and once mroe I have let myself run out of flea and tick prevention for my little dogs. I have to keep them all on the same schedule for things like this, or I’ll end up leaving someone out, so everyone will be a few days late this month. Fortunately 800PetMeds is fast, so I can order today and have the treatments before the end of the week. I haven’t seen a tick in my yard in years, and the yard spray I use for mosquitoes also kills fleas and ticks. so going Continue reading