Jackson is a terrier cross, approximately 8 years old. He adopted me from the Casper, WY Metro Animal Control. I love him to pieces, but he can most certainly be a pill at times, as evidenced by his sign. Jackson’s sign reads, “I pee on any & all packaging materials. My favorites are plastic grocery sacks & cardboard boxes.”
Pelusa is a three year old mutt rescued from a city bus terminal by a Peace Corps Paraguay Volunteer. She now lives at said volunteer’s house and receives love, attention and lots of food daily, but her street-dog habits have not left her.
After a rough night of food poisoning, the bucket-a-yuck was placed outside, which Pelusa decided was a delicious treat just for her. She was pretty upset when it was taken away from her, and clearly wanted more. Gross!
I was looking for my sock earlier, but couldn’t find it. Later, when I was taking Ranger to his dog training class, he regurgitated the sock onto the passenger seat of my car. How helpful.
I had a MAJOR foster fail in January and adopted Einstein, a beagle mix. Every night I try to get him to sleep in my bed, and every night he cries at the door till I put him in his crate. He’s still the perfect dog for me and I love him with all my heart.
This is our Southern rescue mutt, Presley. She scared the bejesus out of everyone when she ran merrily off into the woods. She was finally found six hours later, three towns away from where she’d started, wandering around an office park. She was excited to see us but was otherwise completely unrepentant. And she smelled terrible.