A younger Dog in the mountains
Dog's real name is Marlene. Actually, I'm not sure what her original name was. She was already one and a half years old when I saw her one night dodging between three lanes of cars with her great udders swinging away beneath. I never discovered what happened to her pups nor anything more about her previous life; the only clues I have are that she was perfectly house trained, loves riding in cars, has two great big scars on her back and is terrified of men and bulky things and especially of bulky men.
Mistaking my come-here-away-from-the-cars gesture
for a come-to-my-house-and-live-with-me-forever gesture she followed me home
and then puppy-eyed her way into my apartment. Being a cat person I wasn't sure
what to do with her so we spent the first couple of days just looking at each
other. I got her a cardboard box which she hid in immediately and didn't eat
anything for two days. That's the longest, by about one and a half days, that
I've ever known her not to eat.
Standard/begging face. Do not look into her eyes.
Though she's not keen on men, she adores
women and children. And food. Though she's definitely improved, I still have to
keep a constant eye on her as life on the streets has left her with a taste for
some of the more undesirable morsels to be found in the gutter.
Though she never shows the same amount of
joy with me as she does with any random woman or child, we get on pretty well.
I think she sees me as the safe-haven and will put up with long walks in the
hills and occasional attempts to teach her tricks as long as she gets food and
a warm place to sleep.
Now we've been together for about eight
years. It's been quite a journey. Looking back, finding her was probably one of
the most formative experiences in my life and now, almost 8 years layer, we're
preparing to move to Finland together. All that for a person who wasn't very
keen on dogs. But I guess that's just the way life works; these things happen
for a reason. Let them all be positive experiences.
Cat and Dog on the balcony.
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ReplyDeleteShort version: glad you're taking them. Here's hoping they adjust to the weather. We're taking our pup with us north, too. No sedation or medicine. I kind of miss Lene. She never came when called but always let me pet her.