As promised, I give you Claire! So last Sunday, we adopted a
puppy! She is about 10 months old and super adorable, as you can see from the
pictures. We think she is part golden retriever, and she is part chow, which we
know from her black tongue. We think she might also be part lab, but she is
also only 30 pounds so she has some smaller dog in her too. I think she might
be part English shepherd because she looks the part and she tries to herd us
when we go walking. She always stays by our side and doesn’t try wandering off,
which is great, but she also likes to circle us and gets under foot. We found
her in the Dothan classifieds. A couple of months ago she was brought to the
animal hospital because she was hit by a car. She had broken her leg and needed
pins put into her pelvis. We also think that she was mistreated in her previous
home because she was really shy around people. Because she needed more care
than could be given at the hospital, one of the volunteers took her home to
foster her. Four months later, trying to find a home, we found Claire, or
rather, Claire found us. We decided to keep the name her foster family gave her
after much discussion, little agreement, and finally adorable nicknames: My
little chocolate eclaire, and clairebear. My Clairebear hobbles all over our
living room as she is learning to put more and more weight down on her bad leg.
She had muscle atrophy in that leg from disuse as she was going through all of
the surgical procedures and recuperation, but we have seen so many strides on
so many fronts.
On the way home from her foster family, she was drooling all
over the backseat of our car. My husband was driving and I was petting her and
singing to her and trying to calm her down but she was shaking. Of course my
husband had to comment that drool can be a precursor to puke, so I was super
grateful that I was the one in the back seat with the carsick scared puppy and
not safe in the front seat driving not like a maniac of course. She was also
really afraid of people. She would shake and had to be coaxed into coming into
a room with strangers. Her foster family had other dogs, and her foster mother
told us that she would bond to us quicker because she couldn’t bond to dogs in
our apartment, but I am amazed at how true that has been and how great she has
become around people. We brought her to a friend’s house this past Saturday
night, so basically a week since we got her, and there were 4 couples. She was
a little hesitant to come inside, and proceeded to pee all over their kitchen
floor, but she warmed right up. She actually went up to one of our friends whom
she had never met before without being introduced, and I have never seen her do
that before. She also made friends with Ky, the giant husky mix with whom we
brought her to socialize. She even became so comfortable as to steal a couple
of his toys, and he is a good 50 pounds bigger than she is.
So from shy puppy who wouldn’t leave her kennel to crazy dog
that runs/hobbles around our apartment wanting to play, she is adorable. She
was even chasing her tail last night. She also jumps like a cricket when she
gets excited. She sheds like it is her job, but we got a FURMINATOR and I brush her every day so
that has kept the shedding to as much of a minimum as possible. I am amazed
that something with such a tacky name works so well, but I am glad that it
does. She is dark brown and all of our rugs are cream colored. It is also a
good thing I am not allergic to dogs, and thank goodness my father in law is an
allergist who told me so, after giving me the test as his kitchen table…
awesome I hate needles but now we have a puppy so it is ok.
She is just really too cute.
That is her, "step away from my chew toy" look |
Check out that blue tongue! |
Aww Yeah. |
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