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Rosie, A Companion Dog

Rosie and Chris(Chris and Rosie)

I’ve been getting multiple updates per day from Chris, Rosie’s new pack leader. Thank you, Chris! 🙂 You’ll be happy to know she’s still snoring (and farting) like a horse. She’s also as loyal as ever. This is the latest text from Chris: “She is definitely attached to me. She has to be near me and I don’t dare leave the room without her. She is PERFECT. I couldn’t be happier with my decision.”

Chris is already making arrangements to have her qualified as a companion dog. I’ll find out exactly what that means and let you know.

A Conversation about Rosie

ade & rose smile

(Ade and Rosie)

I had a thirty-minute conversation with Rosie’s potential adopter Chris last night. Holy poop. I think this is the one. I warned him that we’ve spent too much time training Rosie to have him screw it all up. When he answered that he thinks any dog problems are ultimately the human’s fault, I wanted to kiss him. Just keep your fingers, toes, and butt cheeks crossed that this works out like I’m hoping it will. I’ll keep you posted.

Tony Adoption Update

tony leash

(Tony in Fort Wayne)

The Berry’s, Tony’s new family, are the kind of people that make fostering dogs worth it. I’ve been in touch with Tammy every few days, and overall our little hellion is melting hearts everywhere he goes. I hear that Tony’s misbehaving by barking when he sees other dogs pass by his new home, but Tammy says they are working on it 🙂 Mostly, I get pictures about his silly antics, such as playing with his human sister’s toys or trying to walk himself on his leash.

Friends of the Farnival: Meet Alia and Lucy Roo

Lucy Roo in Two(Lucy Roo)

I’m so excited. Time again for a Friends of the Farnival feature. I found our new amiga on Instagram. I am terrible at posting updates on social media, but I admit one of my vices is exploring IG. I troll animal accounts like a stalker. I like to call it research. One day a few months ago, I ran across my current obsession, Lucy Roo, and I’ve been devoted ever since. If a few days pass without a Lucy post, I get anxious. Even my husband is obsessed with her. We can’t help it. That four-pound dog is one of the happiest creatures we’ve ever seen…even though she only has two legs.

Lucy’s badass human, Alia, rescued her from an animal sanctuary last year. They currently live in Ohio, but we’re hoping one day we can entice them down to Tennessee for a play date at the Farnival. So with no further ado, let me introduce Lucy Roo on two:

How old is Lucy Roo?

Lucy is about 1-2 years. Her birthday was guessed to be around September.

What do you know about her disability?

Lucy was born without her front legs. From what I understand, it was due to inbreeding. The breeders wanted to get rid of her (as most do with physical deformities.)

Lucy and Alia

Why did you adopt Lucy Roo?                                                                                            

I wasn’t actually looking for a dog at all! My friend was the one looking to rescue a dog and sent me a video of Lucy (Roo, at that time) and she was just jumping and hopping up and down because she was so excited to get some attention. I had my heart set on her. At first, [the sanctuary was] very reluctant to adopt her to anyone, thinking that someone would want her for the attention of having a disabled dog and then later realize the challenges that come with it and give her up again. It took about a month to finally bring her home on June 16th 2014.

Lucy’s biggest challenge?

POTTY TRAINING! Still a work in progress.

lucy roo bow

How would you describe her personality?

That girl is always on the move. Missing 2 legs does not slow her down. She moves faster without her carts than with them. I wish I could capture all of her moments to share with everyone, but she depends on me for most things so helping her while videoing is usually impossible. She is very smart and gets along with other dogs very well. I love her funny little habits like playing with her food before she eats or “digging” herself a comfy bed. She’s very sweet with other people but she loves to growl and bite when she’s playing.

off road

Let’s talk about her wheels. I understand she has three pairs.

We refer to them as the sports car, the luxury car, and the suv for off-roading 🙂 Once she gets going and she has a big open space, she can go pretty fast! But it’s easy for her to lose control on them, too. We’re still in the process of getting her used to them, but she could move in them right away. And she likes them when she has a lot of space around because she’s not good at maneuvering turns, yet.

Greatest Lucy story ever?

Lucy is always doing stuff to make us laugh, but some of my favorite [moments] are when she twirls around like she’s dancing, and when she digs with her little nubs. Some people have contacted me privately and told me of certain health issues or hardships they are dealing with and how Lucy inspires them or puts a smile on their faces. I love how much joy dogs can bring to humans and just the fact that sharing some of the small moments with Lucy can touch other people’s lives means a lot to me.

What’s her favorite thing?

Lucy loves any activity involving socks.

Preparations for T-bone’s Adoption

DSC_0555(Tony, February 2015)

Tony has two more days at the Farnival. On Saturday morning, I’ll take him for his final walk with our pack. Immediately after, he’ll leave for his new home in Terre Haute, Indiana. He was three weeks old when he arrived here, and he’ll be five months old when he leaves. We’re all he’s ever known.

Mason and I put a lot of effort into Tony. We wanted to because he’s the last of Dawn’s litter. After she birthed nineteen puppies, we felt like we owed it to her. Besides socializing Tony, we house, leash, and crate-trained him plus taught him hand signals for sitting and high-fives. He’s been fixed and vaccinated. He rides like a dream in the car. He knows manners, such as sitting and waiting for his food and treats. He never begs.

Like most endeavors involving dogs, all our time training him was rewarded a thousand times over. I’ve honestly never met such a jovial little creature. Tony is the kind of puppy that has never, ever met a stranger and his open-pawed acceptance of everybody and anybody inspired me on a daily basis.

The days before a foster dog leaves are never easy, but with Tony it’s particularly hard. Yesterday, Mason had to fly to Texas for work, so he said his goodbyes early. I watched him pick Tony up and hold him above his head, while that puppy’s tail whipped back and forth, as though anticipating some kind of new game. “Take care of you,” Mason said before he lost it, cursed, and left.

As for me, I’m trying not to think about Saturday morning at the same time I’m compiling a list entitled “Preparations for T-bone” So far, it includes: wash his favorite blanket, remove his Farnival dog tag, give him a bath, pack his dog food, leash, and a few rawhides. A list makes Tony’s leaving sound so simple and efficient, yet it’s anything but.