Well I was right. Over a week ago the family who was visiting me came to the kennel where I was, gave me a bath - thank goodness because I was REALLY stinky - and took me home. They weren't sure if I was contagious or not, even though I knew I was fine, so they kept me separate from their dogs in a different part of their house. I didn't care. I'm just happy to be in a cozy place with some really nice people.
No rest for the weary here. Sandy, my foster mom, got me right into a routine. We are up at 5am, walk about 3 miles, have breakfast and then another short walk and back in the crate I go until when they come back home after a while. Then it's another mile walk, dinner and then a few more short walks before bed. On the walks, I love when I see other animals - squirrels, rabbits and deer - I'm very interested. I'm also interested in everyone's business. My foster mom tells me it's not polite to stare, but I want to meet everyone I see. Oh yeah, I also LOVE to pick up ANYTHING I think might be a treat. Sandy doesn't like this and she always catches me and makes sure I don't eat it. I try to be sneaky, but it never works. I get her back though because usually when she takes it out of my mouth, her hands gets all yucky - if she'd just let me eat it we'd both be happier!
I went to the vet and I'm not contagious - just as I thought. I do have this cyst on my eye that is annoying so I'm going to the vet in another day for a surgery. My foster mom said not to worry, but I am. If everyone could think about me on Wednesday, 12/9, I'm sure it will help.
Since I'm healthy, I got to meet my foster brother (a GSP like me) and sister (a Lab). I still sleep and rest in my own place, but when everyone's home, I'm with them all. They make me wear a leash just to be sure I behave, but they are surprised at how smart I am. I know sit, no, off and I'm learning down. I don't jump. I love the toy box and all the toys. The noisy ones are my favorite. I'm very curious about everything in the house and I'm interested in learning how to cook - or at least that's my story - but they don't want me in the kitchen. They think there are more important things for me to learn besides cooking...
That's it for now. I'll check in soon and let everyone know how I'm doing.
Monday, December 7, 2009
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