Age: 6 Yrs. Old
Adoption Fee: $500
Special Needs: no
When I left the farm, I road shotgun to make sure I was leaving. And I never looked back.
Yes, I left Green Acres and those farm dogs behind. Farm dogs, cow dogs, herding dogs… whatever they are. I left them all behind, so they could continue to herd things, just not me! I hated being herded and I think they hated me.
A few years back, my mom died and I moved to the farm with some relatives.
Farm life was fun – for a while. Then once the dogs realized I was built different and I didn’t know how to herd, they started picking on me.
You might see the scars on my face? I couldn’t really fight back. Those herding dogs have long faces and when they latch on, they mean business. Me, with my flat face, didn’t stand a chance.
Oh, I tried to fit in because I reminded the family that I was the last thing my mom had before she passed away. But try as I might, it just was not a good living arrangement. The people loved me and I loved them. But those dogs? They just never really understood me.
When I sit with Dr. Larsen, she will tell me I look amazing and she will help me heal. I may not have ever been cut out for the farm life, but I’m one fantastic shot gun rider!
6/9/22 Update: I’m staying in the main bedroom in my foster home. Foster Mom says this is the medical ward, where all the pups recover from surgeries and etc.
Dr. Lay did my soft palate, ear hematoma and neuter surgeries on May 31. I am recovering nicely and Foster Mom feeds me just soft food by hand with my medicine crushed inside.
In a few weeks, I will have to start my heartworm treatment. I’m not looking forward to that, but I will be looking through the approved applications when I am done. I am an easy-going boy and love to be by my people.
I do have a favorite spot to do my business outside. I go to the lavender bush, sniff it and then proceed to “water” it. Sometimes two or three times. I heard they need lots of water!
I’ll keep everyone posted on my progress.