Blondie

Blondie  -  Age 9

MATCHED

Note from Blondie’s surrender paperwork: “Found by an absolutely WONDERFUL lady. She spotted Blondie and Redd roaming a busy parkway on March 30.  She has put up flyers, checked at the local vet clinics, posted on Craigslist…. no owner.  She really does not want to take them to a shelter. She’s a cat rescue person or she’d keep them herself!  These are two VERY lucky dogs to have found her.”

And the luck didn’t stop there, because senior partners Blondie (a petite lady about 8-10 years old) and her big, husky pal Reddd (maybe age 7-9) even found a foster-to-adopt mom who wanted BOTH of them! The pair didn’t go to the pound; instead, we had them posted as “found” on the shelter website for the hold period, so they never had to see the inside of a shelter cage. Since they day they were picked up from the streets, it’s been nothing but cushy indoor living for these two.

Their new mom says:

Here is a story of my first meeting with Blondie and Redd.  When these two came on the GRR radar, the intake team contacted me, and I agreed to foster. I already knew I wanted two dogs, and the surrendering Good Sam didn’t want them to be separated… and  I also wanted older dogs, and both of these dogs were “mature.” A perfect fit!  We arranged for me to collect them from the clinic after they’d had their check-ups.  First they brought Blondie out—and as soon as the leash was in my hand, Blondie took my hand in her mouth and tried to lead me to the door. “Let’s go!” she was clearly saying.  However, I was not moving yet, because we were waiting for Redd.  So Blondie sits down as close as she can to me, stuck like glue. She takes her head and nestles it between my legs and allows me to pet her with some mild whining going on.  She had my heart right there and then.  I was "mushy" in love!

When they bring out Redd,  I just start laughing.  Redd is huge to me.  Tall, big head, a full 25 pounds heavier than 51-pound Blondie.  Redd is also carrying a blue Kong stick in his mouth.  Apparently he carries it everywhere.  A vet tech helped me out to the car.  Blondie is quite spry for her age and jumps right in.  She takes the hump part of the back seat.  Redd gets in next.  He is not sure where to sit.  Blondie is not budging from the hump area and he has just been neutered so I figure he is a tad uncomfortable to begin with!  It takes a while but he finally finds his place scrunched up against her and on a sliver of the seat’s edge. They were both good all the way home—and it was a 45-minute drive.  All is good.

It’s been a few weeks now, and they both have adapted well to my routine. Blondie would likely be just fine loose in the house on her own, but I don’t quite trust Redd yet, so she keeps him company in the kitchen while I’m at work. No need to crate HER, of course! Blondie wants to please and loves being petted and brushed.  She has found her spot in the bedroom when it is time to go to bed and will stay there throughout the night.

For her age, she is quite peppy. She pulls a bit on leash, veering to check out interesting sights and smells, and she really enjoys a game of fetch – she will chase down that ball, bring it back, and drop it to have it thrown again.

This sweet lady does have a few health issues – her ears are inflamed, and she has dermatitis on all her paws. We are starting her on the Nzymes program of supplements and medicated baths in hopes that will help resolve her skin isues.

Blondie and Redd are keepers for sure – and I am adopting both of them!