I find that odd too. She is very well behaved - house-trained, great with people and other dogs, sweetsweetsweet, playful. Twice now, people have come to the door (mail and newspaper). No barking at all. In fact, I didn't realize the mailman delivered a package yesterday until I opened the door to go to the vets and tripped over it (ahem, canines in my life? A *little* barking is not a bad thing, kthanx). She apparently doesn't know any "obedience" commands, or at least the words for them, but has already learned to sit while getting her leash on. She is a total sweetheart - I know I keep repeating this, but I can't convey how fantastic she is.
This morning though, she broke my heart. Kip was outside, so she and I were playing inside. I called her to me, and raised my arms (not thinking, since this is something I do with Kip all the time), and she stopped on a dime, dropped, and rolled over, showing me her belly.
I keep trying to figure out what her story is. Sweetest little dog, but somewhat afraid (abused? Inappropriate discipline? Just a soft temperament??). Very well trained in some areas, not at all in others. Over-fed, but found as a matted stray.
Owner death? Family moved and lost her? New living arrangements that made her expendable? I try not to judge others, and if she was surrendered to TAS, I wouldn't be. But to have come in as a stray - her, and hundreds of others like her - that I don't get. Even here, in little Fort Erie, dogs are found as strays (most with collars on, but no tags), and no one claims them.
That I find unforgivable.
If you don't want/can't keep your dog anymore, don't just let it go. It is still your responsibility to arrange for proper care, which means taking it to a shelter, rescue or pound. Yeah, it might hurt your pride/cause you to feel ashamed/make you sad/whatever, but I don't give a fuck. It's not about you - it's about the dog who has no choice in the matter.
To little no-name's previous owners, and others like them - while I thank you for the opportunity to have a fantastic little dog (spayed and microchipped, all for the grand total of $140 and change, thank you TAS!), a happy ending doesn't excuse your irresponsibility. Not at all.
And since I can't help myself, here are some more pics - happy dogs!
I kill the fox
Sharing schnauzer secrets
Tired happy dogs
I forgot to give a hat tip to Fred's blog yesterday, which is the only reason I have such a great little dog now. If you are looking for a dog, anywhere near Toronto, have a look at One Bark at a Time - and make sure you read "Stuck", but don't have any fluids in your mouth while you do. Fred won't reimburse you for any ruined computer parts :)