I just got a heartbreaking request from my ex-wife's mother, who's 87.
Her longtime friend died a month or so ago so Lu went to the rescue shelter and found a beautiful brindled American bulldog who has been in shelters for damned near her entire life.
She asked me if I'd walk her and let her get some sun and air. She offered to pay me for it, and I almost broke down right then.
That dog will be socialized before the first frost. She was terrified of my little guy, shivering and growling those deep ones that lead to an attack, y'know. She outweighs the legume (his name is Peanut, if I haven't said so already) by more than half, but she was a cage dog.
I'll do my very best. I think it'll be a month before I can let her off her lead, but we'll see...
[whine]Dammit, I'm old. All I want to do is listen to good music and cook good food. I don't need any more children.[/whine]
Her longtime friend died a month or so ago so Lu went to the rescue shelter and found a beautiful brindled American bulldog who has been in shelters for damned near her entire life.
She asked me if I'd walk her and let her get some sun and air. She offered to pay me for it, and I almost broke down right then.
That dog will be socialized before the first frost. She was terrified of my little guy, shivering and growling those deep ones that lead to an attack, y'know. She outweighs the legume (his name is Peanut, if I haven't said so already) by more than half, but she was a cage dog.
I'll do my very best. I think it'll be a month before I can let her off her lead, but we'll see...
[whine]Dammit, I'm old. All I want to do is listen to good music and cook good food. I don't need any more children.[/whine]