Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Go to the official us gov site http://www.fda.gov and put in rimadyl
The good alternative is to ask the vet for Tramadol.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
did u knew we habs BURTHDAY'S ? not sure watt dat iz, but i habing a fun filled day ! started dis mornin when mama says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAYLA" deze hoomans are a wittle strange, but I feel good todey. I must be spechial! we habin carrot cupcakes a latr todey, WOW
me famibly not sure when me real birth day was, so one yere ago today I was rescued from hell by CPCRN (I lubs you CP) and so my mom says it's a spechial day and it will be my SPECHIAL day. so all I gotz to say is "IT'S MY SPECHIAL BIRFDAY TODAY" YEEEEE HAWWWWW... LET DA PARTI BEGIN !
KAYLA LA LA LA ♫ ♪ ♫ ♥
and fursib Sweet Sadie Jo
Friday, December 25, 2009
Sweet Sadie Jo
Kayla la la la
"Q" was adopted by a wonderful family who truly enjoy her. They felt that Queenie was a name she responded to and felt that"Q" fit the bill.
Furever Mom Maeva mentioned that "Q" is an absolute delight and she gets along very well with Gummy, their other CP girl. They are working on teaching "Q" some manners as she is food motivated and can hardly contain herself for a treat or dinner... like some other Cairns I know!
This is a match made in heaven!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Hey Aunty Dilys and Uncle Steve
I just wanted to thank you so much for looking after me and finding me a lovely mum and dad.
Mum lets me out of the crate in the morning I have a quick jump onto the bed but can't stay long as I really have to go outside and pee. Then it's back into the house. Remember the stairs that puzzled me so, on our visit. I go up those like greased lightning now.
While I'm doing that Dad gets dressed and puts my new raincoat onto me, then I get my breakfast because as soon as I have eaten, off we go to the 'Wildwood' to take care of #2.
Gosh it's so great. Every day there are new scents and stories to sniff so I'm having a ball.
We go up to the fallen tree and then come back and go out to the cliff and I get to jump over the smaller trees and gullies so my muscles are getting stronger already and to tell the truth I think I've put on weight. OH, and my hair is getting longer as well.
I get lot's of praise when I answer to my new name and I am learning to put my bum on the floor when I hear the word 'Sit'.
On our walks, I now have a 15 foot training leash that gives me more room to explore, Dad is working at getting me to keep the leash loose and it's coming along. Most of the time I just amble along, stopping now and then to sniff the news, but every once in a while something comes over me and I make a mad dash for it. I don't know why. The nice thing is that with the long leash Dad can slow me down softly and easily and I don't come to the end with a sudden jerk that almost flips me over backwards.
I have a friend who comes to visit me and I visit him at his house. He's a black Lab, much older than me and he's very gentle.
I've also been to Vancouver already and I met anther sort of creature, which I think Mum and Dad called a cat. In fact I've met three of them now. From their strange scent, I've got a feeling that there might be one next door as I get that same scent when I'm in the back yard.
Twice we went down to the boat and that was exciting, I got to walk around and go down below. I have to have a lift up and down those stairs because they are so steep. The second time Dad started up something he called an engine. It made a bit of a racket but didn't scare me one bit.
I'm pretty sure we're off to Port Coquitlam tomorrow for something called Christmas.
Anyway I just wanted you to know how Happy I am here and I owe it all to you and your friends who rescued me and found me the best Mum and Dad in the world. I still love you Aunty Dilys and Uncle Steve and hope to see you when we return.
Love to you both,
P.S. You know that thing that I do when I lay on my tummy and you call it 'Doing the Fog'. Dad always says I'm 'Oystering' :)))
Monday, December 21, 2009
Here are photos of MacGyver, fka Colbert.
I can't thank all of you enough for allowing me to adopt this beautiful, wonderful boy.
Bringing MacGyver into my life has been one of the better decisions I have made. He is an absolute joy and we love him so much. Even though he has many (okay, a little more than many!) toys, his favorite is still the orange ruffian Marie sent with him.
He has other ruffians in different colors, but the one from his foster mom is his favorite. Thank you, Marie!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Almost exactly four years ago, Joellyn got off the plane in DC and I met Ignatius (CPCRN name "Atticus"), nickname Iggy. I fell in love with him immediately.
I lost my precious boy on Saturday, only weeks after he started acting out and stopped eating, and only a week after the vet discovered a massive cancerous tumor that spread from his abdomen, through his diaphragm and into/around his lungs.
In loving memory of my Iggster, Amy in Phoenix, AZ
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Merry, merry Everyone!
Monday, December 14, 2009
It's me Daiquiri! Here is a picture
with me and my new family!
I am just as happy as my new
After much consideration, my new family has changed my name to Oyster!
Mom says that my coat resembles an oyster shell color and the name stuck!
Happy Forever Oyster!
Friday, December 11, 2009
There's No Place like Home………
Whether it was with the clicking of the ruby slippers, or coming-to in her bed at Auntie Em's, Dorothy, in The Wizard of Oz, kept saying "There’s no place like home, . . . there’s no place like home".*
Homeless Cairns, taken-in by the Colonel Potter Cairn Rescue Network, obviously cannot wear ruby red slippers, nor are they able to “click” their heels to make a wish of a furever home come true. But, we volunteers and prospective homes, can turn that wish into reality.
Far too many of these Cairns have been living a very bad dream, trapped in a dark twister much like the one that carried Dorothy and Toto away. Freed, at least from that nightmare, they eagerly await a wonderful forever home that lies somewhere over the rainbow. Other Cairns have been pulled from homes that they have always known, but for a variety of reasons, their families have been forced to relinquish them, no longer able to provide for them -- not the housing, or the love they deserve. They, too, are looking for a new furever home and a happy-ever-after.
What is a furever home? CP kids need food and shelter, but so crave a loving home, protective hands, a smile, a gentle touch. Dorothy awoke from her dream to family there to welcome her, with warm smiles, a gentle touch, and love. That's the place Dorothy called no place like home.
Where might a CP kid find home? It could be at your house, your neighbor's house, a friend's house. Cairns, like most terriers, are certainly not one of the more popular breeds, nor are they the best breed for many. Colonel Potter volunteers, however, successfully match Cairns in need of homes with homes in need of Cairns. The many, many stories, supplemented with photos on this blog, attest to the rescue's mission and success.
If you cannot adopt one of these loving kids, then possibly you could foster one, or become a guardian angel to one. Or help with a transport, or fundraiser. Rescuing Cairns takes work -- and a lot of it -- time, money, dedication to the dogs, the mission, and the network of volunteers. All of this, and love, contribute to helping more than 400 rescued Cairns find furever homes every year.
Dorothy and Toto had a guardian angel in Glinda, the Good Witch of the North. Colonel Potter volunteers watch over our rescues so they can fall asleep dreaming of no place like home, no place like home, no place like home . . . There truly is no place like home.
Each of us wants a home for the holidays … and forever. Make that furever.
Charlene and Bill M and the T-n-T girls.....Tootsie - Tasha
- Oceanside, CA
Saturday, December 5, 2009
It’s hard to believe that in just three weeks from today, it will be a year since a little red-headed Cairn came into my life, flying in-cabin with me from Pensacola , FL to my home in Oregon ’s Willamette Valley .
I worried that the relatively cold and rainy climate would be a big adjustment for her, but she has no hesitation going out in the rain – it doesn’t seem to faze her.
We took our first road trip shortly after she arrived, spending several days at the coast,
then crossing the Cascade Mountains to the east side to visit family.
Maggie is a great travelling companion. She settles right down in the car. Once in a new place, after determining there is no food to be found on the floor, she curls up in an out of the way place, usually under a table.
Maggie’s a senior at approximately 13 years, but there is still a lot of life and Cairnitude in her! She loves our twice daily walks, and barks excitedly to hurry me along if I’m being too slow getting out the door. She is very enthusiastic about car rides and if she senses we are about to go on one, she will try to hurry me along. Sometimes, while I’m getting myself together to leave the house, I go ahead and let her get in the car. Alone in the dark garage, she settles right down and waits for me.
Maggie has a history of skin problems due to allergies to wheat and corn, as well as many other environmental allergens. She gets immunotherapy injections twice a week. The hardest thing about giving her the injections is keeping her still enough; she knows afterwards she will get one of her favorite treats – freeze dried liver.
Maggie quickly and easily became an integral part of my life, one I can’t imagine without her. She brings love and joy into my life every day. If there’s a senior Cairn out there in need of a home, you could be as lucky as I’ve been. Go ahead and fill out an application right now! You could have a loyal companion to love in time for Christmas – and give the best Christmas gift ever to a Cairn in need.
Friday, December 4, 2009
I've attached pictures of Phineas Phog and his new mom Marion. Phin went to his forever home this week - lucky for us, just down the street. Phin was with us for just over a couple of months, and is a lovely little boy - great energy, loves his walks, and overcame a huge uphill battle with his teeth when we got him. Thanks to Col. Potter and our local vet that donated all but a small amount of her costs, Phin had 3 dental procedures while he was with us to finish cleaning and pulling rotten and dead teeth. When we got him his breath smelled like putrid, rotten meat, and in hindsight he was probably suffering from a systemic infection as well as an infection in his mouth. What a difference in his personality once he was feeling better! Thank goodness for modern medicine and the wonders of antibiotics and anesthesia :)
Fostering was a great experience for us and we appreciate being able to have Phin for the period we had him.
Foster mom Dina and foster dad Gene
Saturday, November 28, 2009
We are thankful for the time, as short as it was, that we had with CoCo. We are so very thankful for our new little love Bella and we cannot forget our first little love DeDe.
We have been blessed with two of the best family members possible from Col Potters. Not many people get a family when they adopt a dog but we feel we got that and more.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Every day is a celebration having my sweet Lexi here with me. This girl has come such a long way from being the petrified mill momma who wouldn’t come out to eat until Foster parents Lori and Mike went to bed, who really didn’t know how to be a momma to four puppies, who was too scared to play with a toy, who could not bear being in the same room with “Monster Man” Mike, to being a very alpha princess who struts her stuff on walks and goes into cujo mode if she sees her arch enemies, my mom’s neighbor’s two black chows, who loves to run and chase lizards all day in the yard, who meets and greets folks instead of fleeing in terror, who knows lots of tricks (sit, down, beg, high five, give me your paw, kiss, dance, etc.), and who exhibits all the wonderful qualities of the breed which endear her to us.Most importantly, she has filled a huge void in my heart left after losing my cairn Danny to lymphoma in July of 2008. I will always be grateful to Col. Potter for rescuing my sweet girl and giving her the chance for a better life. It’s folks like you who make a world of difference to these innocents. Special thanks and appreciation go to Lori and Mike Rothmeier for taking her into their home and helping her whelp and raise her puppies, to Deb Smartt who helped Lexi get ready for her forever home and for flying her to me in Florida, to my wonderful matchmaker Sydney Dixon who cried with me over losing Danny, and to all of you who give of yourselves so unselfishly to help these cairns get ready for their forever homes. Lexi and I send our heartfelt thanks.I have included an intake picture of Lexi when she came into rescue, pictures of her when she came to my home on October 11, 2008, and pictures taken today. On November 12, I took her, Duffy and Connie to Duffy’s dog breeder to be hand stripped. Her outer coat is gone, but she is still beautiful. I am so proud of her. I tell her if she was a woman she would be a beauty queen! Regardless, she is the queen of my heart!Thank you again, Col. Potter for giving me my sweet girl!
Linda in Clearwater, FL
Mom to Duffy, Lexi, Connie,
and Danny, my golden boy, who went to Heaven on July 17, 2008
Thursday, November 19, 2009
An update on Lilo!
Just wanted to send an update on Lilo, fka Colpy. I adopted Lilo July 19, 2008, exactly 6 months to the day that she was rescued from a kill shelter. Poor Lilo had gone through so much already, living in a puppy mill for 5 years, and she was only with me 7 months before her life would change again.
My boyfriend of 8 years and I were living in Syracuse, NY and in March of this year, we decided to split up. Between us we had 6 pets, 3 cats and 3 dogs. I took 5 of the pets, including Lilo and we moved back to my hometown of Buffalo into an apartment. That's right- 2 dogs and 3 cats in one apartment! Lilo was my rock, always there for me when I had a rough day. She adjusted very well to her new living situation and enjoyed many sleepovers at "Grandma's" now that I lived close to my family again.
She also had an interesting breakthrough! Lilo was never very fond of men and definitely did not get close to my ex. But in June of this year, I met a wonderful man who Lilo became attached to very quickly. I couldn't believe it when I saw her pawing at his legs trying to give him kisses! Lilo also started getting more playful! She and her "brother", a lab mix, would zoom around the apartment and play until they tired themselves out! It's amazing to see how much she had come out of her shell. Strangely enough, Lilo has also bonded with one of the cats. I catch them laying together all the time. I can't even describe what a joy it is to have this little cairn terrier in my life. She is my world and I don't know what I would do without her! I have attached a picture of Lilo and Bagheera "bonding"... Thank you Col. Potter!!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Tucker has come from a shy, scared little Cairn to a brave, happy and playful little boy. He still has some fears that will possibly always be with him, but it is simply amazing what good food and shelter, proper grooming and lots of understanding, encouragement, patience and love have done for our little guy.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Foster Mom reports: Majella or "Maj" is to be doing well in her furever home. She adores her big brother Snazzy. Sometimes Snazzy's not so sure about her and has to put her"in her place" but they DO love to play.
I did the home safety visit for this family and know that Snazzy is one of the sweetest dogs you'd ever meet. Got to get over to meet Maj soon!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
-- Mickey - Mom to Murphy in Northern Michigan
Sunday, November 8, 2009
She is so sweet. It has been such fun watching her open up. We are playing in the yard every day and walking about a mile every day. She starts out a little rocky on the leash but after we go past the big barking dog she is fine.
Her tail is starting to come up now when we walk. In our yard it is up and wagging all the time.
She has started to get her bark on. It is a silly bark a cross between a growl and a howl. It sounds so funny coming out of this tiny dog.
She is really is precious and except for a few potty mistakes which I think was me missing the cues we are doing great. Her fur is coming in all nice. The vet was impressed. She thinks she may have just had a litter before she came into rescue.
We sit now when we come in from our walks so I can take the leash off. It is the cutest thing.
I am so happy with her. Thanks again for making the transition so easy.
The way I see it, part of the job of foster parents is to teach these little mill babies how to live as part of a family. The only way I know to do this is to treat them as full family members and to help them to adapt to the customs and patterns that make up our life style.
So last evening Kenneth & I (Deirdre) retired to our bedroom to relax and watch a little TV. Usually I sit in my chair and Kenneth is more comfortable spread out on our king size bed. Under normal circumstances you understand, Kenneth is not alone on the bed. Everyone has to be up there with Dad. Luckily there is lots of space for the dogs to spread out with plenty of room for everyone's feet and tails.
Baylee is our alpha and she is inclined to carry her toy of the day around with her. Yesterday her choice was a stuffed duck that I brought back from the toy exchange at CRAP. So when she jumped up to be with dad naturally the duck went too.
As I have mentioned, Velour (foster girl) has taken quite a liking to Kenneth. She follows him everywhere. In fact, you can hear them coming as her leash makes a kind of dragging sound as the pair of them move around the house. From certain angles it almost looks as if Kenneth has a bright blue leash attached to his ankle or something. So naturally when we went to watch TV ... Val came along as well.
But Val (Velour) had never seen the bedroom before ... and you better believe she had never seen a king size bed either. Because I very much doubt that she had been invited into the boudoir of the mill owner and I am here to tell you that if she had smelt like she did when we picked her up on her Emancipation day, she would not have been in my bedroom either.
Poor Velour did not know what to make of this at all. First, Kenneth picked her up just as he did Lovie (Lovie is kind of old and her jumper does not work too well so Daddy needs to help her with some things, I am sure you understand!!) Val took about two steps on the soft squishiness of the bed and comforter and just about FLEW off the bed. I think she scared herself... I know she scared me!!
So.. OK just let her take her time and figure out what all this is about.
Everyone settled down, except of course Val. She trotted around the bed several times. She stopped and put her paws up and looked at her foster brother and sisters. She went and sat next to Kenneth on the floor... looking up at him piteously. So he picked her up again … and down she jumped. You need to understand that in the week she has been with use she had not jumped on to of off of anything at all... and now two big jumps in maybe five minutes.
Then the young lady went and sat on the floor next to foster dad and looked at him and I could just hear her saying to him... "Please come and sit on the floor with me". But he didn't. Bad foster Dad!!! Then she did it... she has done it two or three times before... so far I have not got a picture but I will... You know the way Toto sits in the WOZ?? Up on his rump... paws folded on his chest?? Well I think she has studied the movie because that is exactly what she does.
So Kenneth picked her up again and just held her in his arms until she relaxed and pretty soon she carefully walked over and lay down next to her best friend Kringle.
A few moments later I turned away from the TV and looked at the bed and everyone was asleep..
One Dad, Five Dogs, and a Duck - and my camera was in the other room.. So you will just have to use your imagination.
Practice Random Acts of kindness
and senseless beauty
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Pay: Not monetary, however, very rewarding!
You Guys are awesome, Kathy! We are safely home with the little fellow. I rode the last 1/3 of the trip from Savannah with Padraig in the back seat -- stroking his little head, scratching behind the ears, gently rubbing his belly. He was so sweet until I could've eaten him, but we had already stopped and grabbed something quick. Fed him, too.
The meeting with the other two went perfectly. I walked Padraig from one end of the neighborhood, and George walked from the other with the other two boys. We were all relaxed (albeit tired), sniffed, wet, sniffed some more, wagged tails . . . no problems, whatsoever. Got home and settled into the kitchen, and all three just blended right in, like we had always been one big happy family. We were amazed.
Thanks so much for all of the effort that went into fulfilling my wish for a little Cairn of my own, and making that dream come true. I want to give him as good a life as what we have the other two fur kids, and he so well deserves. Thank you, too, for the lovely CPCRN calendar. It arrived in the mail, and I carried it with me to peruse on the way down to Savannah . Broke my heart, Kathy, to see the pictures and read the stories of some of these little guys.
NO ONE will get me, or my little dog, too! (to quote the WW of the West)
Sloppy wet Cairn kisses to you all, from me and my new little companion,
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Click here to read the article and to see Saratoga May in her adorable costume:
Sunday, October 18, 2009
- Wonderful dog poems.
- Theme pages that will make you smile or reflect
For more information and to order, click http://mall.cairnrescue.com/inv_calendar.htm
I'm not sure Zoya knew what to think about us, but we all knew right away what a special girl she was and still is. Fred had been missing his buddy Ladybug, my first cairn, and he seemed really happy there was a new girlie corn dog in his life.
Zoya has had some challenges but she's a sweet girl that I love dearly. She doesn't take big steps but instead has little triumphs. She's always liked running around in the yard and quickly learned the commands for going in and out. She recently decided it is OK to jump up on the couch. Somehow all the new toys end up on her living room couch or in her daytime ex-pen even though I never see her move them. She's very stealthy!
For the longest time she wouldn't take a treat from my hand. Actually that was partially my fault and it took me a while to figure out that in fact she had trained me to drop her treat. You should have seen the look on her face that first evening I figured it out. I offered her a treat and when she gave me her usual "excuuuuse me, I'm waiting for you to drop that" look, I gave the treat to Fred. Instead of dropping it. How dare I! All her years of training me were out the window. But instead of taking a chance I'd do the same thing, she decided to tentatively take the next treat I offered her. We've come to an agreement regarding treats now. When we're at home she takes treats from my hand and when we're around others, I drop them for her. Attached is a favorite photo.
She is actually one of the bravest dogs I've ever had. When things frighten her, her first instinct is to run but then her bravery kicks in and she comes back to investigate whatever is going on.
Denise in Citrus Heights, CA
Fred CGC - cairn wanna be
Zoya HRH - cairn princess
Monkey CGC, MB-RE - cairn athlete
In the picture, beginning on the left, Maggie (the black brindle). Next to Maggie is Billy (fka Brexton adopted in '08) and on the right is their mini-poo sister, Brandy.
Christine said that they are so very happy with Spumoni that her husband talked about getting one more Cairn but Christine isn't going for it yet. They are really enjoying having a little pack.
When Norman takes Maggie for a walk in the morning Christine will ask for a score on how well she walks, he gave her an 85 the other day. They are having fun with her!!!
Well, As a foster mom and a picky one I might add, I had the privilege of fostering these 2 wonderful furbabies. The MatchMaker Keren, found them a wonderful home together. My heart couldn't be happier. Michelle the mom has called me 3 times with just glowing reports...she says they love them so much...Wullie (Marley) is behaving his puppy self as best as he can and Miss Towsy (Maddie) is just the same loving little teddy bear she was here. Towsy has regressed some in her potty training, she was having a hard time getting that down pat here. But they are just dealing with it and going right along. What could be more wonderful to a foster moms heart than to see them in their new home with the new family? Please enjoy the montage Michelle put together and you can see why my heart is so full.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Karen O in Yuma, AZ
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
I wanted to update you on Jack.
He is such a tiny bundle of love! He fits in well with the other dogs (once he decided to stop picking fights with the 100-pound Bull mastiff) and with my kitty-boy (once he stopped trying to hump a cat bigger than he was!) He is comfortable in his crate at night and at the hospital during the day, (and he loves to read with me at night), and always rounds up the choice toys both at home and work. He brazenly steals them from the other dogs, carries them to a safe spot that only he can fit in, and there he sits with them, like a dragon on top of his hoard!
He's now completely converted to a raw diet and really loves his food. He's also on a traditional Chinese herb formula I made up for him, plus joint support and vitamins, and he gets chiropractic adjustments every 2 weeks and infrasonic treatments weekly. I've re-radiographed his pelvis- it's still in pieces and I really have no idea how he manages to use the other hind leg, since it isn't really connected to an intact pelvis - I'm not sure that the plate he has in there is doing much. He goes to see an orthopedic surgeon friend of mine next month, and we'll get another opinion. Despite all that, he runs and plays like a maniac, and skitters up and down stairs in the house and up and down his ramps outside. Nothing slows Jack down - neither chipmunks or deer are safe on our five acres!
At the hospital, his favorite playmate is our associate Doctor's young blind Australian Shepherd, Piper. Out of all the dogs at work, three-legged Jack and blind Piper are the two that run and tumble and play the most. Clients love to meet them and watch them play. Those two have certainly given a lot of clients with health-challenged dogs the courage and confidence to proceed with treatment! Piper competes in agility and Jack will start agility training also, next year, if he likes it enough to do so - we'll see....
Of course, he is also a lot of work - he is not really potty-trained (at least not in my home), and a belly-band doesn't work - with only one hind leg, it slides right off him! He is a SERIOUS little pee-er, and has gotten all the boys in the house in on the act, but we are working on it and are making headway. Everyone put their heads together at work, and we have come up with a "belly-band and suspenders" get-up that hooks to his collar (and works some of the time).
I hope you will check out the August column that Lizzie writes on the hospital website, There, Lizzie talks about her family, and finishes her column with news about her new family member, his background, and his friends and fans: Jack, his wonderful, caring, foster-Mom and "sisters", and all the fabulous people at Col. Potters. Here's the site: http://knollwoodhospitalforpets.com/
May you and your family (including all furry members) be well,
Dr. Deb M
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Rooster was adopted as a "senior". His story tells of all the joy families experience when they adopt a senior dog. Col. Potter Cairn Rescue Network (CPCRN) frequently has "senior" cairns available. I'm fostering one right now - the very young 8-yr old Padraig who was orphaned when his owner passed away.
The Sanctuary for Senior Dogs at http://www.sanctuaryforseniordogs.org/ is a wonderful organization that encourages the adoption of senior pets. The following is an article from their website. I thought this would be a good place to share it, following the tribute to our own Rooster Cogburn. -KG
Why Should I Adopt a Senior Dog?
Many people automatically think of a puppy when they think of adopting a dog. Puppies are warm and cuddly, and everyone wants to hold and pet them. But puppies demand patience and energy to help them become wonderful family members and companions. Older dogs, however, can be as cute and lovable as puppies, and they often come with many wonderful qualities that puppies take years to grow into.
Maybe you are reluctant to adopt a senior dog because you fear that your time with your new best friend will be short, bringing that painful time of loss closer. But the privilege of loving a senior dog makes every single day special, as you and your companion share love, friendship, and a special relationship that grows stronger with the knowledge that you have given this fine old dog a second chance at life. The love that grows from this knowledge is stronger than the pain of eventual separation.
So spread the word! Adopting a senior dog is a wonderful experience for you and your new dog. You will gain a faithful companion. You will save a life. And don't forget, senior dogs and senior people bring out the best in each other. Old dogs make great friends!
Reasons to Adopt a Senior Dog
- Senior dogs love to sleep and cuddle the day away. They enjoy a brisk daily walk, but the best part of the day is the nap. They love for you to join them.
- Senior dogs have a tremendous amount of love to give. When you rescue a senior dog, you have a best friend for life.
- Senior dogs reward your care with an unwavering devotion. Nothing matches the love of a senior dog for his rescuer.
- Senior dogs have learned many of life's lessons. They know, for example, that shoes are for walking and bones are for chewing.
- Senior dogs know that great outdoors is for eliminating and the house is for relaxing. Your carpet will last longer with a senior dog.
- Senior dogs can learn new tricks and be valuable family and community members. They make excellent therapy dogs.
- Senior dogs often fit into your household with ease. They find the softest, warmest spot in the house and claim it for their own, but they will share with you, too.
- Senior dogs make excellent companions for everyone, especially senior people.
- Senior dogs are often the first to be killed in area shelters. Passed over for cute and cuddly puppies, they often do not have a chance and must go to make space for more puppies.
Adopting a senior dog saves a life!