Category: Foster Dogs

May 30–31, 2006 I’m like that guy who picks up some floozie at the bar while his wife is in labor. As Stella was being spayed at the vet, I went to Milo to see if any hounds needed a single night of love. I was so lonely. All I wanted was a little companionship. I’d just finished reading an article about how black dogs are least likely to find new homes, so my newly […]

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May 18, 2006 Last night I got an e-mail from Milo’s director, Lynne: Sabrina and a small Dalmation and her pup need a ride to (Berkeley) TOMORrow!? THE SHELTER WOULD NOT HOLD THEM … iT IS A COUPLKE HOURS FROM HERE . . . WE CAN PROVIDE GAS MONEY, CRATES …. PLEAAASE LET ME KNOW ASAP – IT HAS TO BE MID DAY ….!? Attached was this picture. It was love at first sight: I […]

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May 13, 2006: Mothers’ Day On this solitary Mothers’ Day, I walked up the street to the pet rescue place to see if someone canine needed short-term, low-level mothering. After my day with Alex I vowed never to foster another puppy, so today, instead, I came home with two. Actually, my first thought had been to bring home Ellie, who’d just arrived while I was there. She is a sweet, low-slung old basset mama with […]

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Joey weighed about 800 pounds and had a sweet, melancholy personality: Scruff was three months old, had eyes like my nephew’s, and was the mellowest puppy I’ve ever met: Alex was every bit as evil as Scruff was sweet, with more teeth than a school of sharks. He was a whirl of motion for 24 straight hours. Here he is with a dandelion in his mouth:

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