It was Dog Day at our local aquatic center–the last use of the pool before it’s closed for the winter and cleaned and prepped for 2019.
Canine joy all around.
We liked the name ‘Milo’ from our previous searches, so ‘Haswell’ became ‘Milo’ today.
He had no problem taking the reins of jumping into the front seat. Uhhhh, no.
But he’s fitting in nicely. Lots of energy and seems happy with our backyard and likes to do errands.
An added bonus to assisting others…
I helped the owner of an over-the-fence rental locate her property’s water shut-off valve. Maybe this is a side hustle I need to explore.
Milo the One-Eyed Dog…an update. No sooner had the vet cleared him for adoption than he was snapped up by someone else. Hey, as long as he’s cared for in a loving home, that’s good with us.
We met Milo yesterday.
He’s a true survivor.
A sweetheart transfer [not an official term ;->] from Maui, within a week’s time, he had his eye removed [optic nerve had failed], he was neutered, and he withstood and actually just shrugged off an injury from a vicious attack from another dog at the facility.
He needs to be at the shelter for another post-surgical week, but how can a life like this not burrow its way into one’s heart?
Milo the One-Eyed Dog…
Seems like he needs a good family of dog lovers…dog-obsessors, even.
I have no idea where I could find anyone like that, assuming I avoid looking in the mirror.
Photos from Heartland Humane Society
Yep, once he/she arrives, there will probably be umpteen ‘I should be writing’ opps.
We lost Boo over a year ago and I usually need more healing time, but as the years progress, I realize I can’t be dawdling on this. I want a dog’s spirit, loyalty, and companionship in the house. Not to mention the entertainment value.
Note: My wife is actually spending more time on the local shelters’ websites than I am. Perhaps, just perhaps, it’s harder to live with a dogless me. 😉