Love-Sandwich

This is the feel-good part of animal rescue!

Ruly has a family and he knows it.

Scout pays it forward

Scout was picked up as a stray just a month ago. His intake paperwork describes a stinky, feces-encrusted, unkempt old dog with oozing eyes and a fever. He was considered an unlikely candidate for adoption and slated to be euthanized at the end of five days.
Usually, shelter personnel will call relevant breed specific rescues but maybe they were overwhelmed or he was simply unrecognizable as a purebred collie? Either way, we're really happy that someone else took the time to let us know about Scout's plight.
Scout is a Gentleman Collie. He has no phobias, annoying anxieties or psychoses. He's a love with people, dogs and cats. We'll never know his human back-story but my guess is he was owned by a shut-in person who fed him a lot but never took him out. He weighed in at ninety pounds, at least twenty pounds over-weight, and was not used to walking much. Scout was one tired puppy as we put him on a strict diet and increased his mobility with several short walks each day.
Scout has come a long way in a few short weeks. He loves his ride to work in the car every day. His beautiful face attracts admirers when we stop at a red light. It's been decades since the last time a young man honked at me and rolled down his window to chat in traffic, but it happened this week:)
we have a new Forever Home lined up for Scout starting this weekend. 
Yesterday evening, Scout was able to "Pay it Forward" in a big way. We went out to help in the search for another dog who has been missing for several days in a very busy and built up neighborhood. Shilah is a young collie mix who was adopted from a litter born after her mother, Willow, was rescued. Shilah's family adore her and had called our group for advice when she was lost. The family had brought Shilah to a pet-sitter who was to take care of her while they went to Disneyland, in Southern California. They had barely arrived when they got the call that Shilah had run away. (The pet-sitter had thought the dog looked so well behaved that she didn't need a leash for a walk with a stranger in a strange landscape!). Shilah's family turned around and drove 400 miles back home to search for their dog.
Posters went up all over the place, reports were made to animal control etc. but there were no immediate results. Shilah is a shy dog who won't go easily to strangers. On the plus side she is micro-chipped and was wearing a collar with ID tags. On the negative side, traffic, traffic, traffic and a dog on the run in an unfamiliar neighborhood with the added danger of hungry coyotes from the nearby open space preserve.We advised the family to park one of their cars nearby so that the familiar scent would anchor Shilah to that area. Shilah was sighted a couple of times over the last few days, by kind folks who called it in, but always ran away.
I took Scout to meet up with Anthony, Shilah's owner at the last spot she'd been seen. We started knocking on doors, asking to visit people's back yards. It's been my experience that dogs will hide somewhere quiet when given the option. I've also seen that a panicked dog will more easily approach when a sane and happy companion dog is brought into the mix. We took almost an hour just in one cul-de-sac. Anthony told me he'd driven up down and around calling his dog's name from the car. There was so much territory to cover and so many directions to choose from.
As we were almost finished on that street, Scout looked around. We were being followed by a tired and grubby collie mix named Shilah. Anthony and Shilah collapsed to the ground in tears and licks and hugs. She sat on his chest and was so very relieved to be FOUND. Shilah's feet were very sore so Anthony went to get the car. She stuck to Scout for comfort, while  was gone.
I usually see dogs at the other end of the lost/found journey. It was very special to have been a part of bringing one home to her family. I went to bed last night with a big smile in my heart and it was still there when I woke up this morning.

All in a day's work...

Emma and Brook are my office helpers. I "Macgyvered" some additional play space for them with the help of an ex-pen. They get a long walk before work and several short outings during the day so that they don't get too bored. They are both sleeping behind me as I type this. I must always check before I set my chair in motion as they are usually only inches away from me.
It has been interesting to see how many adoption applications came in for Emma. She was at the shelter, without hope for three months. She was to have been euthanized if we didn't take her. Admittedly, it was in the middle of a very rural area and her photos were very unhappy looking. In addition, she was head-shy and afraid of people in general.
Emma has turned into a star. She's put on a couple of pounds, found her smile and wags her bushy tail more every day. We've had six good applications from would be adopters and narrowed it down to two interviews and home checks.
Emma will begin her new life tomorrow, with a young couple who live near my business. I took Emma to their house to meet them and they came to her the next day and took her out for a run. They're in love with her and we're set to do the paperwork and hand her over for their first weekend together.
I just heard that Emma's new person was telling her Mom all about her new dog when her Mom said "I know that dog!". The Mom lives across the street from me and we see her every morning as she walks at the same time we do. She always stops to pet the dogs. There are thirty miles and multiple densely populated communities between my work and home. The chance of linking up with a Mother and Daughter like this is highly improbable, unless you believe in Collie Magic.