People can be pretty crazy about their dogs. We love our dogs and we would do anything for them. It’s not a contest, I know, but if it was a contest, then obviously I would win the prize for Craziest About Dogs. As I write this, I’m watching Mu, Fozzie, and Tino sleep, and it’s like this thing I do, watching dogs sleep, and it’s the best thing ever. What kind of crazy person likes watching dogs sleep. It might be because I have so much shared experience with them, working with them toward a shared goal, training together, learning to read them and understand their behavior. Maybe I’m crazy about my dogs because of the time and effort and love invested in them.
But then I meet Moose, and he allows me to catch him, and I’m deeply in love with him when he won’t even let me pet him yet. I went to visit Moose at the shelter today. He isn’t able to relax there. It’s noisy, and the other dogs are often upset and anxious. Moose ate out of my hand, but he didn’t seem calm enough to try to put the leash on him. I will try again in a day or two. I feel responsible for Moose, of course, because I trapped him. I know he is safer now than if I had let him wander the forest and the swamp. Since I did catch him, it makes me feel like he is my responsibility. I need to make sure he has a pathway to a better life, if his owners don’t claim him. He is at a critical time, and I need to help him ease into a new home somewhere.
I’m sure I love Moose because he reminds me of my Valentino. What would I do if my baby was lost? Based on where we found Moose, and his behavior, one scenario that comes to mind is that his owner has died or gone off to the military or prison or something. It seems like Moose had someone who cared for him, and that person has disappeared from his life. If I died, I hope someone would take vary good care of my Tino. I’m sure I would love Moose if he was a Saint Bernard or a Chinese Crested, but because he looks similar to Tino, it’s probably giving me extra motivation to take care of him the best I can. I will keep working on him.
But then I meet Moose, and he allows me to catch him, and I’m deeply in love with him when he won’t even let me pet him yet. I went to visit Moose at the shelter today. He isn’t able to relax there. It’s noisy, and the other dogs are often upset and anxious. Moose ate out of my hand, but he didn’t seem calm enough to try to put the leash on him. I will try again in a day or two. I feel responsible for Moose, of course, because I trapped him. I know he is safer now than if I had let him wander the forest and the swamp. Since I did catch him, it makes me feel like he is my responsibility. I need to make sure he has a pathway to a better life, if his owners don’t claim him. He is at a critical time, and I need to help him ease into a new home somewhere.
I’m sure I love Moose because he reminds me of my Valentino. What would I do if my baby was lost? Based on where we found Moose, and his behavior, one scenario that comes to mind is that his owner has died or gone off to the military or prison or something. It seems like Moose had someone who cared for him, and that person has disappeared from his life. If I died, I hope someone would take vary good care of my Tino. I’m sure I would love Moose if he was a Saint Bernard or a Chinese Crested, but because he looks similar to Tino, it’s probably giving me extra motivation to take care of him the best I can. I will keep working on him.
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