Nine years ago today I picked Crazy White up in a parking lot for transport. She easily integrated with the pack of three we had and the bevvy of other animals. As we all had to drive from Boston to NJ this was important. She was to move on to her foster after a few overnights in our new home. When we told the rescue she was not a cat killer but definitely cat interested her foster home backed out. They had just adopted out their foster that had killed 2 of their cats and were too nervous to take in a dog with any cat interest. We agreed to hold her while they looked for a new foster.
I took her to the vet as we had picked her up from the person who had pulled her from the shelter. They told us she was probably 3-4 years old. Her shelter paperwork indicate she had gained 7 pounds while with them. At the vet she weighed 34 pounds
She had burns under her fur. She was afraid of everything, especially men. She hid from food you offered- the vet suspected food was used to lure her out for beatings. We had her spayed and immediately enrolled her in training. I emailed weekly updates to the rescue hoping it would help them find a foster or adopter. Times went by and by Spring I inquired about her placement. The rescue thought we had adopted her!!! We thought about it. We were not looking to add another dog. The truth was that she was stuck to me. She would do anything with of for me. As far as she was concerned she had found the family she was looking for. We filled out the paperwork and made it official.
Crazy White has always been a bit crazy. Always on edge...never quite integrating to the pack (she was the victim of the only dog fight ever in my life)... she hangs back and ignores the world for the most part. I am her world for better or worse. She loves her kids. She loves me. As much as she can she enjoys what we give her (once upon a time herding and agility until age stopped the fun, hikes, belly rubs,snuggles....)
Our lives, especially mine, are better for having her in it. Nine years have raced by. She still is that spry girl we brought home when in the yard or out with me. She is a very special lady! I celebrate today all the love she has given all thee years. We love you Rosie!