Big puppy and little Gentleman

Friday, I walked crazy amounts in pouring rain. Buckets AGAIN. Not many walkers showed due to illness and water allergies. haha Before I walked any pups, I ran into the dog gym to play with Breezy. The pittie x. She is FEISTY, strong, beautiful and a complete suck. I LOVE her. She is a GOOF. She ran around with me, bouncing around. I sat on a stool where she almost knocked me over with kisses and hugs. After that it's tummy rubs! Where she flops between my feet and bares her tummy. I gave her tons of tummy rubs but had to leave to walk other dogs. I want to walk her but I'm not Level 2 walker. Although don't think I'd have too many issues with her. But if she is still around when I'm trained on level 2, I will be walking her as much as I can. haha I love her. She reminds me of my Mom's dog Maxx. Not in colour but in soul. Head strong, physically strong, could look scary to someone looking at them, need strong humans to be their pack. Maxx, mellowed a bit now, but he was a handful for years and still likes to 'push' but he's awesome. Just like Breezy.

I walked Milo. Rotti x shepard 9 months old and was already close to 70 pounds. People thought he was full grown, you should have seen their faces when I said 'oh he's only a puppy at 9 months old.' haha I was GREAT. Jaws hit the ground. We walked/bounced around for an hour. I brought him back so I could check if there were more walkers, more dogs that still needed out, etc.

Cuddled little guys Bambi and Thumper. Bambi managed to get her nose in my pockets without me noticing, getting lots of cookies.

Freddy won me over. Shy little man, but a wonderful mellow walker. He was a joy to walk. Little Gentleman walking. Didn't pull on leash, once he got tired he started to smile. I sent my boyfriend a picture, Jake loves the little dogs. He asked if our cat was bigger or smaller than Freddy. I think equal in size. Right up Jake's alley for dogs. I'm completely shocked he is still at the SPCA. He's 5 years old and shy, but once he knows you are going to walk him- you become his best friend.


We got back and another walker had Milo back out because he needed more. She got back and I took Milo AGAIN. This pup could go forever. His paws were HUGE.

The only thing that made me roll my eyes was the RAIN. I have no problem with rain, but why the WIND with the RAIN. Takes 30 min in a hot shower to become human once more. TOTALLY WORTH IT, TOTALLY WORTH IT!!!!!

Walking in the Pouring Rain

Yesterday I walked in the pouring rain. It was windy and buckets of water were smashing from the dark sky. I was in many layers, jeans, pj under the jeans, fleece socks, shirt, hoodie, rain jacket and hat. This was NOT enough for what I was walking in. Good thing I love dogs.

I walked Jenny, a real spca special. Normally I'm good at figuring out what breed a dog is. Jenny was a sheppard, maybe heeler? Who knows, she was AWESOME. She had a litter of puppies, they were all adopted. She was so serious at first but then her puppy side started to show. She bounced, she wanted to run with the runners. Also all dogs were her friends and wanted to play. It didnt matter that it was pouring rain. She kept one ear up and one ear down and walked with a mission. I talked to her along the way and she would look at me like 'I know I'm cute.'

We got back and I grabbed her a towel, she acted like a big puppy when toweling her off. She danced around, hopped about. I gave her some cuddles, she walked all over me. She got Adopted a few hours later.

I went and cuddled another puppy named Lola. She was a pittie and she was a sweetheart. Her little wrinkly face would make you melt. She had a cast on her back leg, not sure why- most likely a surgery. There was a note on her kennel for cuddles not walks. So I got into her kennel and she walked right under me when I was at a half sit. I laughed and she wiggled.I threw myself onto the other wall. I sat down and suddenly she was eatting her food. She just needed the company. She ate most of her bowl and fell right to sleep. I took a photo because my sister loves pitties. Now she is in foster to adopt.

Next on the list was Dolce and Cooper. Cooper had a bad bad life before the spca. But another dog named Dolce seems to have taken him under her wing. (Paw?) She is very protective of him. I had to take my hat off as Dolce doesn't like hats. I got Cooper and another volunteer got Dolce. Cooper was so scared. He didnt want to walk outside. Looked at the rain, looked me like 'are you kidding me?' but he got outside. We walked and Cooper and Dolce were super goofy. Cooper started the play dance with Dolce. We just danced with them too. Trying to stop the leashes from tangling. We got back and Cooper was a different dog. He was rolling around on the blankets, I grabbed towels and he was still bouncing around. He was such a different dog than when we left.

Before I left I cuddled Breezy. At very pretty pittie cross. She is a level 2, she is STRONG. I'm not allowed level 2 dogs yet, I will be going for level 2 in another month says Jenn the trainer. If I can walk my mom's 110 pound beasty dog, I can handle Breezy. So I cuddle her after she's been walked. She jumps around so happy. I sit and she rolls on me. I mean she ROLLS on me. She gets on me and rolls. She slides off and hugs my leg so I can't leave. Right now she is one of my favourites.

Getting home, I was so cold. It took over 30 minutes in a hot shower to become normal but it was one of my favourite walking days ever.

Puppies! oh my!

This is just a short blip on PUPPIES. Walking dogs tomorrow night and I'm sure I'll have tons to write about.

I've been asked/told several times about the PUPPIES. As much as I turn into a goofy ball of mush when I see puppies at the SPCA and want to cuddle them- I don't. Wanna know why? Can't believe I wouldn't hug and cuddle these furry fluff balls? Well here's why...

They STINK to high heavens!!!

Think about it people. These adorable balls of fur are not house trained. They poop and then they run, sit, roll in the poop. Right there is why the SPCA is looking for old towels because of the continuous bath times.

So cuddling the puppies is only do-able AFTER bath time. Which is not when I'm normally there.

Plus as I have been told by one of my good friends, 'there is nothing wrong with them. You only like defective dogs.' HAHA Sad but true. I like the blind, 3 leggeds, one eye missing, missing fur, cones of shame and the old. Keep the puppies, I'll take an older pup anyday-anytime

2 new things

Bauer got ADOPTED!! I'm HAPPY but I also totally cried my eyes out in the car after I found out. He went to a home with another rotti, he got a sister! They play and get along. The adopters emailed the SPCA and wrote that everyone was getting along. They had him OFF LEASH and that he was playing with a bunch of dogs at a park. I couldnt be happier. As much as Bauer melted my heart and I wanted him, that he went to a GREAT home. Really couldnt ask for better adoption for Bauer. (still cried a BUNCH)So that happened last Friday.

Last night I walked a litte senior pup named Angelina. She is a goofy little dog I was asked to walk for 20 minutes. She was so GREAT! She walked wonderful but man if she wanted to smell something- nothing was making her move. She was the boss when I walked her. She also didnt like the busier streets so I ended up carrying her like the queen she is, for a couple blocks. She snuggled right in. Getting back to the SPCA, she walked me back to her room. She is living in one of the offices in the front of the SPCA. We cuddled, she hopped into her bed and I was dismissed. :P

Later I found out she has a horrible past of being a puppy machine. Also she was in horrible medical condition. The SPCA vet had to remove teeth, remove metal from her stomach and get her fixed. You would never know the brutal way she had been treated when you meet her. For a dog that has this amazing stillness about her, she does tell you stories with her pretty, big brown eyes.

Memphis, what can I say... My friend, Karen, walked with me last night. She fell in LOVE big time with a tiny little man named Memphis. Of course she made me walk him. I tend to go for the bigger pups, although volunteering at the SPCA has truly made me start liking the little guys. He was HILARIOUS!! Walked so fast that every once and awhile he would kick out his back legs. His big batty ears told us when he was happy, he didnt like the wind, also he wanted to run with the 'BIG' guys.(2 other SPCA medium sized walked by) Karen was laughing pretty much the whole time. He was a character. We had cuddles at the end. I had to toss a cookie on his bed so I could get out of his kennel. He was not wanting me to go. (which is sooooo hard to leave when that happens)

Karen later sent me a couple photos. I had to give in. Karen made me walk him but I absolutely enjoyed every minute of it.

Don't TOUCH my dog!

Last weekend I was volunteering. Got there a bit early and helped with pee walks. (pee walks is grabbing dogs and taking them out to pee and bringing them back. Grabbing another dog etc etc) I wrote my name down for Bauer. As my boyfriend calls it, 'my hour with Bauer'.

Did a few pee walks, enough volunteers were there to start the walks. I went to get Bauer and he was gone. So the head person of the volunteers that day told me to grab a leash and go out and get him back. I did. No where to be found. I was ANGRY so so VERY angry. Couple different reasons. Bauer was the dog I was trying to adopt. Due to a transfer to Sidney for work and over all cost, I didnt. I want a better life for Bauer than sitting in a condo for 10 hours a day. Another reason I was blood boiling mad was that I wrote my name down for Bauer. Helped with pee walks, to then not get 'my dog'. Jenn the trainer at the spca was worried because she didnt have any clue as to who had him. I figured it out after a few minutes. A guy from my training, one number off my volunteer number, had written his name for Mafasa but took Bauer. Mistake? Probably. Mafasa, howling away, got walked by another walker once we figured it all out.

I ended taking Dodger. Which I'm actually SUPER GLAD I did. Poor guy got neutered the Tuesday before. As I was walking Dodger/bucket head, he started to sit down. Walk a bit more and sit. Walk a bit more, whined, we headed back to the spca.

At the spca, I tried to fix his cone. He managed to rip it almost off and he was going for his stiches. Noticed I said 'TRIED', yelling for anyone around to help me. I couldnt stop him from licking and fix the cone of shame. haha I decided to tell the lady who works there, sorry I can't remember her name to save my life- she does everything for dogs, clean kennels, feedings, medications etc. I hopped into Dodger's kennel and cuddled. Smacking me with his cone, he sat on my lap. Turns out Dodger blew his stitches and got a infection. He got meds. I cuddled him for over an hour. He needed walks but cuddles just had to do.

So DONT STEAL MY DOG, but I'm kinda glad you did. ;)