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This post is a continuation of the Lost Dog on My Doorstep series. Previous posts can be found HERE.
In Part Woohoo (Part 6), Gracie had been adopted. I was elated, but to be honest, I was apprehensive about the adopters. The rescue that is representing Gracie for us approved them, and from what I heard, they were good people with a home and yard suitable for an active dog.
Pondering what mischief I can get into…
This post is a continuation of the Lost Dog on My Doorstep series. Previous posts can be found HERE.
In Part Yay (Part 5), Gracie had finally been able to leave boarding and go to her foster home. She was doing great in the foster home, and from what I understand, foster mom was falling in love. Her friends even joked on Facebook, “What are you going to do if/when someone wants to adopt her?” They knew Gracie was stealing foster mom’s heart.
This post is a continuation of the Lost Dog on My Doorstep series. Previous posts can be found HERE.
In Part 4, Gracie was finally getting to leave boarding and go home with her foster parents. Her foster mom was going to be picking her up Monday afternoon, and needless to say, I was anxious to get an update about how things went on her first night at her foster home.
Why be anxious? Well, on Monday morning I got the news that Gracie had torn up the isolation room at the vet. Like really torn it up, lol. Okay, I shouldn’t lol. It’s not funny. There was no word on whether we would be receiving a bill for the damages.
Well, poor girl… after 20 days in boarding, she was going NUTS. I would’ve been too. This was vet boarding, not fun doggy daycare/dog hotel kind of boarding. Read More →
This post is a continuation of the Lost Dog on My Doorstep series. To view previous posts in this series, please see this page.
Part 3½ of the story ended with Gracie in a holding pattern. The foster parents were ready to take her, but her fecal test results came back positive for several contagious parasites. Because the foster parents have other dogs, she would need to be medicated to get rid of the parasites and have a clear retest before going to their home. This meant staying in boarding a bit longer than we intended.
Yes, Part 3½. This is just a short update to Part 3. (You can also catch up on Parts 1 and 2, if you’d like to know the whole story.)
At the end of Part 3, Gracie was getting ready to have her first adoption outing at PetCo (on Saturday the 31st), then go to her new foster parents’ home immediately following. Well, there was a minor setback.
This post is a continuation of Lost Dog on My Doorstep: Part 1 and Part 2, so if you haven’t read those, you might want to read them first to catch up.
Well, as I mentioned before, not a single no-kill shelter in town had room for Gracie, and neither did any of the rescues we contacted. In fact, they’re all hurting for foster volunteers right now. But, one rescue agreed to represent Gracie as a courtesy if we would cover all of her vet costs, foster her ourselves, board her, or find someone else to foster her.
This post is a continuation of Monday’s post, Lost Dog on My Doorstep.
At the end of that post, I indicated that we could not keep Gracie at our home while we search for her owners, as well as search for a new loving home if her owners cannot be found. Well, we couldn’t find anyone else to foster her at that time, so we decided to board her temporarily so that she would be safe. Being boarded isn’t the most pleasant thing in the world, but it’s still better than what she’d be experiencing at the city shelter.
On Friday afternoon, a dog came running up to us while we were out in the yard. My husband was still out of town for work, and a couple of my brothers were over to mow the lawn. She had a collar, but no tags, and I had never seen her before. She was mostly clean, except that it was clear that she had just run through a muddy ditch or something because her legs and underside were wet and dirty. She looked somewhat underweight, but it was really tough to tell with her body type. I can only guess her as a Pit Bull Terrier/Rhodesian Ridgeback/Something Else mix. She has a bit of a pibble face and markings, but her body type is not quite right for a pibble. She also has a very distinctive ridge down her back, which is why I’ve thrown in the Rhodesian Ridgeback mix guess.
