Meet The Munchkin

I have been itching to foster again, but with the Mr.’s new job and my crazy fall work schedule, the timing just doesn’t seem right. So when I got an email from Almost Home Rescue, another organization I volunteer with, asking for temporary holds for several puppies, I thought this would be a good compromise. I happened to have this week off from work, and who wouldn’t want to spend 5 days with a cute little puppy?

Meet Germany! I really don’t like the name the shelter gave her, it feels to masculine for a female, so we nicknamed her Munchkin. She is 12 weeks old weighing in at a tiny 12 pounds. She was born on our one year wedding anniversary, 5/29/12 (crazy, right?!). The info we got said she is a lab mix. I don’t know if that’s true, her ears are enormous and her legs are kind of stubby, but she is stinking cute.

Her first night with us was tough. She whined all night in the crate, was up every two hours to go out, and peed on pretty much every surface in my house. On Sunday afternoon I noticed her belly was HUGE and she seemed very uncomfortable. Being the worrier of the ‘better safe than sorry’ mindset, we decided to take her to the emergency vet. After a fecal sample, we discovered she has roundworm, tapeworm, hookworm and coccidia. Poor baby. We were sent home with three different meds, all with different dosing instructions. What is it with our fosters and making us feel like we run a doggie pharmacy?

After a couple days, Munchkin’s belly is getting smaller and she seems to be feeling better. She has a great appetite and is a playful happy puppy! As Nola stated yesterday, she has two speeds- fast and asleep. I forgot how much energy puppies have. I also forgot how much they go potty. We have gone through countless poop bags since we have to pick up every poop so Nola doesn’t get and of the contagious worms in her belly too. I have used two giant rolls of paper towels cleaning up her messes inside the house. We’ve started giving her treats and praising her every time she goes potty outside and I feel like she’s actually getting it. Last night she didn’t pee in her crate at all and today she hasn’t peed in the house. Whenever I notice her by the door I take her out to potty and she’s doing it! She also now knows sit, and we ask her to sit before she gets fed.

Although it’s been a lot of work, having a puppy round is also so much fun. The snuggles and kisses and cute tail wags make it so worth it. I know I went into this knowing it was short term, I feel myself getting upset at the thought of letting her go tomorrow. It’s a mix of  worry about her health and the care her new family will take with her, and also a little bit of sadness because we’ve formed a bond in these few short days. With Laynie, we chose who her forever home would be and we still stay in touch, but in this situation I have no idea where she is going and if I’ll ever see her again. I hope I will, Munchkin is a great puppy and I think she will make her new family extremely happy.

Nola Muffin Mon-Tuesday: The Puppy

They did it again. They brought home another dog. I don’t know why they keep insisting on doing that. First it was Laynie, then Sockeye, then Zoe. And now? A PUPPY. Ugh.
Mommy keeps calling her “Munchkin,” she seems to have a thing about nicknaming us “M” words. I think the puppy’s other name is “No! Pee outside!” Mommy says that before she picks Munchkin up and runs outside. Then Mommy comes back in and uses a funny smelling spray to clean up the mess. Looks like a lot of work, I don’t know why the puppy just doesn’t go pee outside in the first place!

I know I used to be a puppy myself, but there is no possible way I was THIS annoying. She only has two speeds, fast and sleepy. When she is in fast mode, all she wants to do is play with me. And you know how she shows it? By licking my face and trying to bite my cheeks. I try to turn away to show her I am not interested, but she just won’t give up.Then, when I do play, she runs away crying with her tail tucked. I don’t get it. And when she’s not trying to play with me, she is taking all my toys. I’m not that good at sharing, but there’s really no point in trying to take them away. I’d rather have her bite my toys than my face. Mommy says I am being a good dog and being tall-er-ant of the baby, and I agree I am much taller than she is.
She is also very whiny. I am a quiet dog, I don’t bark or whine, and I don’t know why she feels the need to always announce things. She cries when Mommy leaves the room and in the car. She cries the most at bedtime in her crate. I haven’t gotten a good night sleep in three days! I’ve been sleeping in Mommy’s spot on the human bed because she’s been sleeping on the floor with miss whiny pants. I thought humans didn’t sleep on floors, but apparently they do when puppies are around.
Mommy and Daddy keep saying that she is only here for a few days because she already has a family of her own, so I don’t have to permanently share their attention. I can’t wait until she leaves and goes to her forever home. I am a more mature dog and prefer to play with dogs my own age. Hopefully Mommy will be so tired from all the pee and no sleep that she’ll think twice before subjecting me to a puppy again!

Laynie, in the Plush

Right after the final stop on Laynie’s farewell tour at the end of May, the Mr. and I were missing her so much that we decided we wanted a memento to remember her by. Not that we don’t have enough memories, but we wanted something physical. I remembered seeing these cute Sock Dogs way back when Handsome Dan’s Rescue was doing a fundraising auction, and we both really liked them. We decided that we wanted our very own Laynie. After months of anticipation she finally arrived!
There she was, tooth and all! Stacey was amazing to work with, adding all sorts of details that I asked for, like her tooth and pink tag! And, the package even included a card and a little description of Laynie.

Here are more views of our custom Laynie Sock Dog.

I know everyone remembers their previous dogs, whether foster or forever, in different ways. It may seem a bit childish to have a stuffed animal as our memento, but we love her and it has definitely helped quell the feelings of missing Laynie Monkey and replaced them with all the happiness she brought to our lives.

A Friend in Need

Today I am posting on behalf of one of my friends Shelley, and one of Nola’s friends, her dog, Payson. Shelley and Payson have been walking buddies for Nola and I since last winter. Nola loves him. Even though he is a bit of a DINOS, he tolerates Nola and her puppy energy as she jumps all over him all the time. He is about twice Nola’s size, but plays so gentle with her. She absolutely loves him.

It’s been a while since we have been able to walk with this gentle giant. A few months ago he had TPLO surgery to fix a ruptured ACL. It was 8 weeks of tranquilizers, pain killers, and no exercise whatsoever. It was tough on both Payson and Shelley. Finally, in the middle of July he was able to take short walks again. Things were finally looking up. Until last week when he started limping on the other leg. Turns out he needs ANOTHER TPLO surgery. Poor guy.

So, I ask all you dog loving people out in the blog world, if you can, please help Shelley and Payson. Shelley is desperate to do the best thing for Payson, but financially it is a struggle. If it was just the surgery, it might be different, but Payson has had chronic medical problems all of his short three years of life. Sometimes they are at the vet once a week treating everything from skin issues, to digestive issues, and now the ACL issues. She created a website and a way to donate help pay for his surgery. Here is a little bit about him in Shelley’s words:

“Our 3-year-old Lab/Boxer Payson means the world to us. We are looking forward to the day when Payson can finally run in an open field, swim in open water, and play with all of his dog friends without suffering in pain. This is an extremely expensive procedure that will be a challenge for us to pay in full in just the next two weeks. As dog lovers, we would be forever grateful for any contribution that you can make to help us get Payson on the road to recovery.”

We (as the dog loving, fostering, rescue community) spend a lot of time volunteering, raising money, and spreading the word about the dogs in rescues and shelters, but sometimes family dogs need the support of kind strangers too. Please consider helping by spreading the word or donating. Shelley, Payson, Nola and I would be extremely grateful.

Here is the link to Payson’s site to donate or share hos story:

P.S. These beautiful photos were taken by Liz Donnelly, the same photographer who did Nola’s glamour shots!

Happy 2nd Birthday, Nola!

Today is Nola’s second Birthday.It’s hard to believe she’s been with us for two years (well technically, 1 year and 9 months) already. On one hand, it feels like time has flown by, but on the other it feels like she’s been our baby forever. I can’t even remember my life without her. What did I do when I got home from work and on weekends? Who kept me company while the Mr. was traveling? She has grown so much in the past two years, and so have we. The Mr. and I would never have discovered our love for dogs and our passion for rescue had it not have been for Nola. Because of her we saved another life, and I’m sure there will be more. She is the most wonderful, loving, funny, beautiful, friendly, crazy, best kissing dog there is. We love her with all of our heart and more, and wish her the happiest of Happy Birthdays!

The Timeline of Nola

12 weeks- 10.31.10

1 year- 8.16.11

2 years- 8.16.12

A Whole Lotta Nothing

Hi, Nola here. It’s been a while since you last heard from me, and you might be wondering what I have been up to. The answer is: a whole lotta nothing.

Here I am laying around. I’ve been doing a lot of that lately.

Since I hurt my leg, Mommy and Daddy have not been letting me run at all. I know, it’s like the WORST THING EVER, right? At first I thought I was a bad dog, but they kept saying they were doing it for my own good. I don’t know what they mean by ‘good’, it seems pretty bad, but at least they got me some new toys and lots of bones to keep me busy. After what felt like weeks of just sitting on the couch and only being allowed to take supervised potty breaks outside, I finally started taking walks again. Not the fun, all out, run-as-fast-as-I-can and play my game at the beach walks, but at least I get to do something again. Leash walks aren’t my favorite, but I am up to twice a day now! I even got to go to some fun places with lots of new smells, like Fort Williams State Park and Mackworth Island.

Me enjoying the view at Fort Williams.

After another visit to Dr. Mike, Mommy said I only have one more week to go to build up my stamina then I can start running and I get to see my friends at Camp! I can’t wait, I’ve missed them so much. So, there is quick recap of what I’ve been doing the past couple weeks. Hopefully by the next time I blog my leg will be all better and I will be free to run again!