Sat. Feb 13th. 2010
My name is Ruby Delillah and I am a dog. I have spent the last 6 years in kennels, runs and pens. I have almost been part of a family twice. I have never been so happy at any other point in my life as I was those times! And I have never been so hurt at any other point in my life when those times were taken from me. A dog like me doesn't get chances though, so I should just be happy that a family wanted me. You see, when I was a baby, they say that my Momma chewed my ear. I guess maybe it was a bit infected or something cause she had to chew all of it off. I can hear just fine though. I do have a little trouble seeing out of the eye on that side. I was still a baby when the ear healed so I grew but the scar didn't so my skin is pulled up a bit and it kinda covers my eye. But only a little. I used to feel sad when people looked at me funny, but Kris said that I am a good girl and that I'm pretty, so I know that I must be. I love Kris and Theresa and all of the people that walk me and play with me! I love them all SO much! They tell me "be patient Ruby" and "theres a family for you Ruby" and I know its true because they are really smart and they know everything. So every morning when I wake up I think "maybe it will happen today!" Oh, I do hope so.
Hey, here comes Kris with the leash, its walk time! I like walks! "Hi Kris hi, hi, so where are we walking huh, huh, where? I'm excited! why are we going around the buildings? this is fun, somewhere different to smell, I'm soo excited to walk wi... Who's that lady? Hey, theres a lady and a dog over there and I wanna go see! Lets go PLEASE lets go see them, can we, now? What a handsome dog. He's big! And he's...familiar? He smells familiar too. I know you! You're Coney. We were in Gabbs together! You got a family and you look sooo very happy. So are you just visiting? Oh, I wish I could be like you. I like your lady. She's very friendly. She smells like happiness, and so do you. I want to go with you. I can be a good girl, I really can. I don't want to feel hurt again, though, and I would hurt if you guys didn't like me after all. I'm not excited anymore. Well, I have to go back to my kennel now, I'm glad for you Coney. You have a nice lady there. Goodbye.
Sunday Feb. 14 2010
I heard somebody say Happy Valentines Day! I wonder what that means? Hmmm. Well two of the others got to go home with new families today. I guess today was their lucky day. When will mine come? I'm trying to be patient like I should but I wanted to go with Coney soooo bad yesterday. I want to be part of a real family too. I want what all dogs want. My OWN people. -sighs- "If you are out there, please come soon. I need you." Hey Kris is coming with the leash! I get to go for a walk! This is my favorite thing! Here we go!Lets go! over this way, can we, please, can we. -Wait- Whats that smell? I smelled that before. Yesterday. Thats Coneys lady over there. She looks happy and she's smiling. She's smiling at.....at ME! She's petting me too. "I like your smell lady and the way you pet me. I just like you." Kris is taking our picture. Thats nice. "Does this mean that you like me too? Does it mean that I can be your friend for a while?" I can't be too excited. I can't do anything that makes her not like me. I MUST be a good girl. YES! She's taking me! "Does this mean you want me? What did you say? I am your valentine? If that means I get to love you and be loved by you, then I AM your valentine!" Goodbye BARK ladies! goodbye kennels. I think I have found my family. I'm going HOME!
Wednesday Feb. 24 2010
Its mid-day. I know what that means! That means my MOM will be home soon. My Mom. I LOVE her sooo much. I love my Dad too. I love the little girls that play with me and give me their chicken nuggets when they don't want them anymore. I love Coney, or Finnegan as he's now named, and my new BIG sister Isabel. I love my big yard and the cozy warm house. I get to come in to the house when my family is home. In fact I am in the house more than I am out of it. Mom told me that I am a member of the family. She said that I will be a member of the family for always. I believe her, because she's smart and she knows everything. I do miss Kris and the friends I had at the kennel, but this is what they wanted for me and what they told me would happen. They were, as always, right!
THANK YOU Kris, Theresa and all you BARK folks, for saving my life! For giving me shelter and support. For teaching me manners. For not giving up on me. and for giving me hope. You can relax now, I'm all set. I LOVE YOU! Ruby D.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
ARNIE Update
Arnie is in his forever home and already playing at the beach. Here's the latest report from his new guardian:
"Well, it's been a week. We're learning more about each other every day. This is quite obviously a long-term issue, there's so much to learn about a poorly socialized fearful dog, and I begin to see why the shelters can't cope with the care and attention needed. Yet I'm still very game, because every so often I'll see glimpses of the normal, balanced, happy dog that's hiding way down deep, and I want to give him every possible opportunity to come out, and feel safe to do so.
"Today at Maverick's was spectacular. There's a path that runs between the cliffs and the harbor on the way out to the ocean, with a nice flat beach and tiny harbor wavelets that aren't as scary as the ocean. This was our 3rd time there. It's easy to control the whole width so he can't escape. So I dropped the 30 foot leash, and he walked along eagerly sniffing as usual with the leash trailing. He looked back at me and then took off, leaping and bounding thru the grass below the cliff, tail up and waving, down thru the dunes and onto the beach. Then he stopped and looked back, about 80 yards away. I crouched, opened my arms and called once, and he ran full speed, circling right into my embrace. Just awesome.
"Then we met a little dog, full of beans and ready to play chase. And Arnie did, full speed, round and round and up on the rocks, then followed her back to me. He loves splashing thru the tide pools and sniffing everything.
"Comfortable in the garden by himself, not barking or whining per the neighbors. But still a bit of fear of the tailgate of the car, the TV, etc. It's time, love, comfort and patience."
Arnie at the beach
"Well, it's been a week. We're learning more about each other every day. This is quite obviously a long-term issue, there's so much to learn about a poorly socialized fearful dog, and I begin to see why the shelters can't cope with the care and attention needed. Yet I'm still very game, because every so often I'll see glimpses of the normal, balanced, happy dog that's hiding way down deep, and I want to give him every possible opportunity to come out, and feel safe to do so.
"Today at Maverick's was spectacular. There's a path that runs between the cliffs and the harbor on the way out to the ocean, with a nice flat beach and tiny harbor wavelets that aren't as scary as the ocean. This was our 3rd time there. It's easy to control the whole width so he can't escape. So I dropped the 30 foot leash, and he walked along eagerly sniffing as usual with the leash trailing. He looked back at me and then took off, leaping and bounding thru the grass below the cliff, tail up and waving, down thru the dunes and onto the beach. Then he stopped and looked back, about 80 yards away. I crouched, opened my arms and called once, and he ran full speed, circling right into my embrace. Just awesome.
"Then we met a little dog, full of beans and ready to play chase. And Arnie did, full speed, round and round and up on the rocks, then followed her back to me. He loves splashing thru the tide pools and sniffing everything.
"Comfortable in the garden by himself, not barking or whining per the neighbors. But still a bit of fear of the tailgate of the car, the TV, etc. It's time, love, comfort and patience."
Arnie at the beachYEAH FOR ARNIE!!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Finnegan (aka Coney)
The Gabbs Dogs site is just wonderful! It's good to know that most of these dogs have been adopted into loving homes.
I was fortunate enough to adopt "my son" from Bevs kennel in Yerington back in 2008. Finnegan (formerly Coney) took to our family life and the kids with gleeful ease. He has a playmate in Isabel our wolfhound mix and my lap is his favorite place to sprawl. He's unaware that his size precludes him from being a lap dog so I just grin and bear it. He's a gentle giant with the patience of Job when it comes to the kids. Molly and Tess love him dearly and don't mind showing him LOTS of affection. This includes attempted horse back rides and leading him around by his tail. Tess, who is 16 months old also likes to show off her drum playing skills using his tummy. He will respond to this by rolling over onto his back and wagging his tail. To begin with, though, we were careful to monitor any interaction between him and (then 4 year old) Molly, as we didn't know enough yet about his temperment. We did find out that he liked to wander and explore right away. He shot through our open front door one evening when we were bringing in groceries and we finally caught up with him playing with a teenage girl in her front yard 3 blocks away. That was within a span of less than 10 minutes. Needless to say we are very mindful of open doors and gates at ALL times around him. The majority of his time is spent with me. I hadn't planned on adopting a dog, but the loss of my beloved sheperd mix "son" Angus, was the catalyst. I felt the need to save another dogs life since I was unable to save him. I found the shelter online and there saw a photo of "Coney" a Gabbs refugee. His appearance was somewhat similar to Angus in some ways so we visited him and were delighted by his outgoing personality. My husband needed no convincing. He was the one. We love the big guy dearly, and I can't imagine anyone wouldn't! I will send some photos as soon as I learn how to get them from my digital camera to the computer. Thank-You!
I was fortunate enough to adopt "my son" from Bevs kennel in Yerington back in 2008. Finnegan (formerly Coney) took to our family life and the kids with gleeful ease. He has a playmate in Isabel our wolfhound mix and my lap is his favorite place to sprawl. He's unaware that his size precludes him from being a lap dog so I just grin and bear it. He's a gentle giant with the patience of Job when it comes to the kids. Molly and Tess love him dearly and don't mind showing him LOTS of affection. This includes attempted horse back rides and leading him around by his tail. Tess, who is 16 months old also likes to show off her drum playing skills using his tummy. He will respond to this by rolling over onto his back and wagging his tail. To begin with, though, we were careful to monitor any interaction between him and (then 4 year old) Molly, as we didn't know enough yet about his temperment. We did find out that he liked to wander and explore right away. He shot through our open front door one evening when we were bringing in groceries and we finally caught up with him playing with a teenage girl in her front yard 3 blocks away. That was within a span of less than 10 minutes. Needless to say we are very mindful of open doors and gates at ALL times around him. The majority of his time is spent with me. I hadn't planned on adopting a dog, but the loss of my beloved sheperd mix "son" Angus, was the catalyst. I felt the need to save another dogs life since I was unable to save him. I found the shelter online and there saw a photo of "Coney" a Gabbs refugee. His appearance was somewhat similar to Angus in some ways so we visited him and were delighted by his outgoing personality. My husband needed no convincing. He was the one. We love the big guy dearly, and I can't imagine anyone wouldn't! I will send some photos as soon as I learn how to get them from my digital camera to the computer. Thank-You!
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