October 15–18, 2006
Poor little Coco: not needed. I’m trying not to identify too much.
Coco is probably the most trying dog I’ve fostered. Part bullet and part barnacle, she relentlessly flew at me and then stuck where she landed. Try walking down a flight of stairs, vision blocked by the 40-pound laundry bucket in your arms and a 30-pound projectile tangling in your legs. I was not amused.
I tried to get a good picture of her, initially without much success.
Before taking her back to Milo today, I wrote a description for their Web site. I hate the idea of her being adopted and instantly returned by some old fuddy duddy who doesn’t like walking around with a dog strapped to his left leg, so I tried to be diplomatically honest.
Pup #9973
More about Coco Bean from her foster mom: It’s amazing how quickly dogs can emerge from their shyness. Within the first 24 hours here, Coco — at first afraid of the stairs — was running up and down as though she’d been here all her life. She immediately got along fabulously with my dog. At first she ignored my cats, but soon realized they could be fun to chase. However, she was never aggressive toward them.
She’s such a cute thing, with her little fawn-like spots and that chevron (or Star Trek?) design on her forehead. She is housebroken, but other than that I don’t think her former family ever set a boundary for her, which is so unfair to her. As a result, her sweet, waggy temperament is often overshadowed by her excessive enthusiasm: she jumps up constantly and gets tangled under your feet. But she’s smart, responsive to voice commands, very eager to please and people-oriented, so she should prove a good learner once she gets the idea.
It’s really important that her new family expect to begin training right away so they don’t OD on her non-stop exuberance. The rewards will be huge.
October 19
Oops. Milo must’ve thought my painstakingly crafted description was a case of TMI after all. (No wonder I can’t sell stuff on e-Bay.) Here’s what ended up on the Web site.
I’m embarrassed to admit that I still get my feelings hurt by the editorial process, no matter the venue. That, of course, is because it’s all about me.
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