Fred was trying to fit in with everyone – the terriers, the skinny old minpin, the hairless one-eyed kitty and all the folks at the park! He was really a saint!
But after 10 wonderful (and tiring) days of trying to integrate Fred into my family, it was my little terrier, Goose, who made the decision for us. See, although Fred was polite and was a great walking and dog run buddy, Goose camped out in the foyer for 10 days straight unless Fred was behind a closed door. And, since Fred wasn’t thrilled with being crated, integration was challenging. Bird, on the other hand, was sleeping ON him within days. Yes, Bird had a boyfriend.
Fred was my perfect pittie! I had such plans for us…he was going to be a therapy dog. Fred was going to change minds being part of my family. But, I had to think of my entire four-legged family. The day I realized Fred was not going to be mine was devastating but I did learn some lessons:
1. Bird can live with a large big male and LIKE it!
2. Goose really needs to be part of the decision making process.
3. Crate-able will be an important factor in the next dog I foster-to-adopt.
4. I will most likely foster -to-adopt a “helper” dog. Fred had the best dog greeting skills.
5. I will try this again.
Of course Fred had a great ending, but that’s for the next post!