Beachboy
Irritated Indy Voter
After weeks of looking for the right dog, Golden Retriever Rescue sent us to meet "Teddy," and the opening words of his keeper were "this dog is a felon." So, of course my wife had to have him without even knowing what those words meant.
At 3 1/2 years Teddy has run away from home, and been brought back to his owner 13 times!!! Apparently, the kill shelter raises the price every time a dog is recovered, and Teddy had run out of luck. Fortunately, a couple with three acres adopted Teddy, unfortunately Teddy was the second Golden in the house, and the nine year old and was very territorial. Teddy got the boot after two weeks.
But, these were Golden lovers, and would not take Teddy back to the kill kennel. So, they took Teddy to the Vet and gave him a gift, a $300 laboratory work up, and called Golden Retriever Rescue. (Apparently, every breed has its own rescue). Other than a minor thyroid problem Teddy was in great physical shape, (ok, a little chunky, but Petco and the vet are working on this).
Since we had passed the interview by Golden Retriever Rescue we were to meet Teddy, AND take him home. We were his last chance. My wife, caregiver to the developmentally disabled, turned Movie Studio Ramrod, analyzed Teddy on the the way to see him. "An older pup is much like a teenager they do not run away from home without a reason, probably arguing adults. I say give Teddy the benefit of the doubt"
Teddy went crazy for my wife, Laura. The dog is an absolute gentleman. He only poops outside, and lets us know when it is time. We bought him a used/shampooed sofa of his own for the family room. Whomever puts out his food, will get a "thank you" visit later. By the third day, Teddy was left alone in the house for an hour, and did not touch a thing. By the fourth night Teddy had climbed up on our bed, and was sleeping at our feet. We are told Teddy has the intelligence of a seven year old child.
Laura has us treating Teddy for depression, and it seems to be working. Like all dogs, Teddy picks the most inconvenient place to sprawl. My wife told me not to ask him to move because it shows respect which she can turn into trust and self-confidence.
Today is day six. If Teddy runs, his microchip will bring him back. My wife asked me how I feel about Teddy, my response was simple, and very me. "Anyone hurts our dog, and they are dead."
At 3 1/2 years Teddy has run away from home, and been brought back to his owner 13 times!!! Apparently, the kill shelter raises the price every time a dog is recovered, and Teddy had run out of luck. Fortunately, a couple with three acres adopted Teddy, unfortunately Teddy was the second Golden in the house, and the nine year old and was very territorial. Teddy got the boot after two weeks.
But, these were Golden lovers, and would not take Teddy back to the kill kennel. So, they took Teddy to the Vet and gave him a gift, a $300 laboratory work up, and called Golden Retriever Rescue. (Apparently, every breed has its own rescue). Other than a minor thyroid problem Teddy was in great physical shape, (ok, a little chunky, but Petco and the vet are working on this).
Since we had passed the interview by Golden Retriever Rescue we were to meet Teddy, AND take him home. We were his last chance. My wife, caregiver to the developmentally disabled, turned Movie Studio Ramrod, analyzed Teddy on the the way to see him. "An older pup is much like a teenager they do not run away from home without a reason, probably arguing adults. I say give Teddy the benefit of the doubt"
Teddy went crazy for my wife, Laura. The dog is an absolute gentleman. He only poops outside, and lets us know when it is time. We bought him a used/shampooed sofa of his own for the family room. Whomever puts out his food, will get a "thank you" visit later. By the third day, Teddy was left alone in the house for an hour, and did not touch a thing. By the fourth night Teddy had climbed up on our bed, and was sleeping at our feet. We are told Teddy has the intelligence of a seven year old child.
Laura has us treating Teddy for depression, and it seems to be working. Like all dogs, Teddy picks the most inconvenient place to sprawl. My wife told me not to ask him to move because it shows respect which she can turn into trust and self-confidence.
Today is day six. If Teddy runs, his microchip will bring him back. My wife asked me how I feel about Teddy, my response was simple, and very me. "Anyone hurts our dog, and they are dead."
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