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Nov. 17th, 2008 10:28 amWe are full of dog. And hair.
Her name is Morgan and she is a Large Munsterlander. (You'll have to google images.)
She is 1.5-2 years old.
She is a rescue.
She was found in KY in a ditch with two 3-day-old babies. She had an ear infection and a skin infection. She was in the shelter for 2 weeks and then foster care with Safe Hands Rescue for several months.
She had never been inside a house before she was rescued.
You can still see all her ribs.
She was a good mommy-dog (Robin: "Why does Morgan have wattles on her belly?") to her puppies, and the vet says she had had more than one litter.
Being a rare breed, the puplets were likely worth $$$.
Who would do that to a dog?
Morgan has settled right into our hearts. We're fencing part of the yard for her. She gets love and scruffs and scritches. She gets playdates with Miss Ista. She gets food three times a day and walks at least twice. She avoids our cat (actively) and lets the toddler do Anything to her. (I mean anything, from belly flopping on her to pulling her tail and ears hard.) She cuddles with Robin and sleeps on our bed.
She's picking up leash manners fast. She is fully housetrained.
Best. Dog. Evar.
If I'd known what an antidote to depression having a dog was? I wouldn't have held out for so long.
Her name is Morgan and she is a Large Munsterlander. (You'll have to google images.)
She is 1.5-2 years old.
She is a rescue.
She was found in KY in a ditch with two 3-day-old babies. She had an ear infection and a skin infection. She was in the shelter for 2 weeks and then foster care with Safe Hands Rescue for several months.
She had never been inside a house before she was rescued.
You can still see all her ribs.
She was a good mommy-dog (Robin: "Why does Morgan have wattles on her belly?") to her puppies, and the vet says she had had more than one litter.
Being a rare breed, the puplets were likely worth $$$.
Who would do that to a dog?
Morgan has settled right into our hearts. We're fencing part of the yard for her. She gets love and scruffs and scritches. She gets playdates with Miss Ista. She gets food three times a day and walks at least twice. She avoids our cat (actively) and lets the toddler do Anything to her. (I mean anything, from belly flopping on her to pulling her tail and ears hard.) She cuddles with Robin and sleeps on our bed.
She's picking up leash manners fast. She is fully housetrained.
Best. Dog. Evar.
If I'd known what an antidote to depression having a dog was? I wouldn't have held out for so long.
