I sat down and we chatted. 12:30 came and went. I finally pulled out my phone and checked the email. Apparently one of the dogs from another rescue had gotten lose, the flight should arrive at 1:05 instead. I prayed it wasn't ours and settled in for the wait, chit chatting all the way. Holly came and only moments later we were told to fetch our cars, the plane had landed and it was time for us to drive out onto the Tar Mac. So, off we went. You know those guys with the sticks who wave planes into place? Yea, we had those directing us where to park.
|Not the best shot of me, but it's about Casey Rose|
By the time I got out of the car there were already carriers everywhere and someone was saying "I think this one goes to Dog Liberator, Casey Rose?!"
I ran over with leashes in hand/over my shoulder and quickly slipped the lead on her. Next out was Rusty who seemed very happy to be on the ground again (One that was on the fence as to whether he should come with me or not. I'll be writing about him but he's not part of the "dogs I transported" count. Assists though, yes.)
|Out comes Rusty, "Here's your dog!" Glenn's got this one.|
|Here we are with all 4 of our pups. Fonzie, Casey Rose, Rusty, and Loli with Glenn and I|
All that was left was to get Holly her dog, then the paperwork. We decided that since most of the fosters would be picking up the dogs later that day, I'd just take them to Holly's instead of the vet, after all, they'd had one heck of a day.
We had a great time at Ma Holly's. Each dog began to open up and show their personalities, which was formerly a little muted because of the transport.
|Hi! I am an incredibly happy and well balanced dog!|
What a little character! He is all smiles and loves to wiggle. He also loves Casey Rose and Rusty as well as a good pat.
Every time he noticed me taking pictures he would run up to get a "close up" so about 2/3rds of his pictures were his snout smashing into the camera at various angles.
He loves to lean against you to get you to pay attention to him and will grin the moment you do. This isn't the last you'll be hearing of him. I'll be seeing more of this little guy tomorrow, as He will be riding with me to meet his foster mommy Amy.
Casey is the quiet girl of this transport. She is a little shy and isn't quite sure if she can trust people, but the moment she gets to know you she warms up.
She is great with other dogs and was excited to meet Ralph and Guss. In the picture to the right she is standing by the glass door, waiting to meet them.
She also loves a little attention, but she is much, much quieter about asking for it as you can clearly see bellow.
Rusty and Fonzie will lean or rub against you, Casey Rose just waits and waits and stands progressively closer and closer to you.
|"I'll just stand here and wait for you to notice what a good girl I am."|
|Casey Rose "No pictures please"|
I wonder if she isn't part Bernese because of her big head and gentle nature. She is also rather large and seems to have that head line.
She is lovely and graceful and simply needs to be reminded that not all life is shelter life. By the end of our visit/transport she curled up beside my chair and would occasionally lift her big head for a pat.
I can't wait to see her with the right family.
|Check out her beautiful highlights!|
So, Rusty, well what can you say about him, or possibly, what can't you say about him!?
He is persistently wearing a huge smile on his face and seemed so happy to just have you glance his way.
Rusty needs a little grooming, his fur has large mats hidden away that could have easily been prevented with some basic care, but he doesn't let it phase him in the least.
Rusty also has a knack for putting his nose into the camera, but not quite to the extent that Fonzie does. Rusty normally does this because he really wants you to stop paying attention to the camera and notice how absolutely fabulous he looks. In fact, he wouldn't mind if you told him so a little more often.
|"Yes, please, tell me what a handsome boy I am!"|
Holly and I were sitting in the blue chairs and Rusty pranced over, scooted Fonzie out of the way, and plopped his paws up on my lap, putting his big beautiful face right in mine. I gave him a rub down and loved on him which he just ate up.
|"Hey that wasn't half bad!"|
When I caught Rusty's collar he sulked a little, unsure about this whole thing. I coaxed him a little closer and gave him a little rub.
He sulked less and I sterilized the fur around site, then lifted his scruff and placed the chip. He didn't even flinch. I gently rubbed his skin and he looked up at me with a grin. New skill acquired!
I wish I could say more about Loli, but she was a little stressed after transport and needed to just quietly decompress in a cage with a towel over it. She'll be fine in the morning.
All in all today was a great transport. The only word to accurately describe it is "Unique."
1.existing as the only one or as the sole example; single; solitary in type or characteristics
2.having no like or equal; unparalleled; incomparable
3.limited in occurrence to a given class, situation, or area
4.not typical; unusual
EDIT: Turns out, I miscounted, this was my 15th, but since Fonzie was transported again, the next day (as my 16th transport), I am leaving the title.