When we rescued Teddy in March of 2015, her age wasn’t known, best guess is three or four. She’s a wonderful dog who runs the show, dictating when it is time to eat, walk and get petted. The above shot is of that time between these main events, a period of watchful boredom for her;Continue reading “The Time Between…”
We’re fostering a rescue dog that quickly learned to hide in our backyard. But after some TLC the pooch wants in on everything.
This is a typical “on alert ” look from Molly who is keeper of the backyard. She doesn’t let up outside, but inside she will lay on hear back on the sofa. I’d write more, but the dogs want to eat!
Teddy is a rescue dog, meaning she was an “escapee” from a shelter. We adopted her more than three years ago and she has now rescued me with her simple joy of thanks for a new life. Here she contemplates a new day at the top of the steps.
Amid political turmoil and the aftermath of the holidays, Molly has maintained her intensity and thirst for a good time. A rescue dog, herself, she displayed motherly instincts when we recently fostered a rescue puppy, George, who has since been adopted. Her 24/7 watchdog abilities are an all too reliable alarm. At the beach sheContinue reading “Molly on Her Own”
Teddy was once confined in a high kill dog shelter. She had two BB’s in her left hip and her left hind leg was detached from its socket. Her fur was a matted dirty brown/grey color. She had a a history of running away. Still, when she looked at you and sensed she wouldContinue reading “Rescue Me?”