So Bully Project has now had two puppies in our care since beginning to rescue. The first one was nearly a year ago: remember Eli? The über-adorable black & white pittie with the diamond marking on the top of his head?
Eli was pushy little boy who was removed from his litter too soon, so all those basic manners that puppies learn from being with their siblings: he had none of them. He was appropriate around other dogs all the time and because of this, was too challenging a case for any of our then-foster homes to handle. Thankfully, we were able to transfer him to Animal Farm Foundation where he got all of the training that he needed to become a great family pet. He now lives in New York City again with a friend of ours.
Then more recently, we took in Fiona, the beautiful silver & white pittie with charm out the wazoo. Her calm demeanor and playful attitude, and her penchant for picking up on training very quickly, made her an ace in our book. But we knew she still needed some work, too: all puppies do! So off she went into foster care with our friend, and professional trainer, Dot. She grew in leaps and bounds, physically and mentally, and every time we saw her after time apart, we were amazed by her progress. Sort of the opposite of Eli!
Come see us tomorrow at the Old Westbury Gardens Petco on Long Island! We’ll be joining Long Island Bulldog Rescue and Mid-Atlantic Bulldog Rescue out there to help spread some pittie love and get some doggies adopted!
We’ll definitely have Helena with us:
And also the beautiful Lala:
John at the vet post-sedation
Two nights ago, I was awoken to the sound of intense, incessant licking coming from the foot of my bed. Since John is a bit older and not nearly as agile as Lucy, he has to sleep in his crate instead of on the bed with us. So I looked over the side and saw him, licking feverishly, at his dog bed. It was like the thing was covered in peanut butter (it wasn’t) and he was trying to scrape off every last bit of it.
The noises he was making were, well, gross. Slurping, snorting, huffing and puffing. It had to stop – it was 2am after all! So I got out of bed and went over to his crate and gently lifted his head to look at me. I gave him a couple of pats and watched him lay back down. I got back into bed. The licking started again.
I began to consider that maybe this was just attention seeking behavior. That he wanted me to get out of bed and pat his head. This time, I was determined to not give in. “Reward the good, ignore the bad.” This was an undesirable behavior on my end, and I didn’t want to reinforce it. So I waited. And waited. And waited. And I waited for nearly an hour. Being that John is deaf, I just let out a big scream because I knew it wouldn’t bother him. I was beyond frustrated and tired, and I wanted him to stop.
Who wouldn’t fall in love with this guy?
Right before the holidays, I was a bundle of nerves. I was about to foster (and possibly adopt) Bully Project‘s Fred. It was love at first sight. I spent a lot of time with him, watching him in lots of situations. Since I have smaller dogs, and an older dog and a cat, I needed to know a lot about any new canine that becomes part of my family – even just temporarily. Plus the terriers, are well, terrorsterriers!
Fred proved to be the perfect candidate. Because of timing and location logistics, I only had one opportunity to introduce one of my dogs to him before he went to his first short term foster. I chose Bird, the medium scruffy terrier, thinking she had the most to say about things like this. She didn’t want to walk down the aisle with him but also didn’t think he was a serial killer. Good enough for Bird. Good enough for me.
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!
Baci doing down at the vet
Recently, we asked our friend Rennie if she would like to write a guest post about fostering for Bully Project. This is the result.
I’ve been a short-term foster mom for three of Bully Project‘s adoptables, and each of the dogs couldn’t have been more different from one another.
First came Hunny, who I’m sure was part bulldog. She loved nothing more that long, loud naps on the floor. This dog could snore!
Then I had Ethel, easily the snuggliest dog I’ve ever met. Between her love of snoozing on me and her penchant for playing fetch in my one-bedroom apartment (not an easy feat), I’m convinced that she was part Chocolate Lab.
Bully Project Logo
Just before Thanksgiving, I got this hankering for new “Adopt Me” vests for Bully Project‘s adoptable dogs. The ones from Houndgear.net are great, look nice, but are just sort of standard and don’t always fit our dogs very well. I really wanted to find something with a more customized look. Fortunately, one of our blogger friends, Cabana’s mom Mimi, who writes Ours for a Year, and her human daughter make unique “Adopt Me” jackets for foster dogs and rescue organizations.
In talking with Mimi about what I was looking for, I told her I would love something that would be reminiscent of the Bully Project logo.
And here is the AMAZING result:
Bully Project Adopt Me Jacket
Pretty awesome, huh? Mimi captured our logo perfectly and we are so thrilled! We ordered five of these jackets, one in each size available. Here’s to hoping we don’t have two dogs who simultaneously need the same size! But if we do, we’ll just order more, they’re that great!
Here are a couple of pictures of current adoptable, Dug, modeling the grey side:
When Emily from Our Waldo Bungie asked me to send her a few photos of me and my dogs (which were included in this video, which you should all watch…as soon as your done reading this post), I was intrigued by the fact that two of the three pictures I chose show my dogs kissing me, aka licking my face.
After looking at that, how many of you are completely, totally jealous absolutely disgusted with me? So many people I know abhor the idea of a dog’s tongue coming anywhere near them. I sort of get it – dogs lick themselves. Then they use the same tongue (obvi) to lick you.
What do you do if your just-recently-operated-on dog absolutely refuses to wear a cone or other such device?
A friend of ours has very recently stumbled across this problem, and well, I’ve never had to tackle something like this, so I really just don’t know what to advise. Their dog was just spayed, and despite her grogginess, will do whatever it takes to remove her Elizabethan Collar, aka “cone of shame.” She went so far as to completely destroy it, leaving it in several different pieces.
“Yep, that’s mine.”
Ok, so Daisy Mae really doesn’t have a BBQ, but there is a great local BBQ restaurant called Daisy May’s – so we took a little trip over there with our friend Stephen to snap some fun photos! Here are the results:
Life in New York City is incredibly unpredictable. From skyrocketing rents, to fun flash mobs, to throngs of non-English speaking tourists, to…sudden arrivals to constructions sites immediately outside your front door!
In the past four days, my street has quickly become a bustling construction site, complete with Caterpillar machines, bulldozers, tons of lumber, and chain link fences. This is a full-on “Hard Hat Area,” folks. And it’s literally right outside my front door:
Well, his story didn’t start out quite so lucky, really. He ended up at, as we know, a public shelter in Westchester County and was stuck in a corral next to a dog who didn’t seem to like him, or any dog for that matter, very much. Bully Project decided it would be best for him to get out of that situation as soon as possible, so when rescued him and sent him immediately to a foster home in upstate New York.
Even though it seemed like his luck had changed, he wasn’t quite out of the woods yet. After he was neutered, he developed a pretty serious infection that forced him to be on 24 hour crate rest for quite a while. And for such a social, friendly dog, being stuck in a crate all day long was simply driving him nuts. On top of that, we had to move him to a new foster family in New York City since his first foster mom’s commitment had been met.
Goose and Bird
Proud to wear their Gentle Leaders
As someone who adopted the use of gentle leaders early in my dog parenthood, I was always so shocked when dog owners shut down the idea immediately. Throughout the years, I have used Gentle Leaders* for many reasons – for pulling, working with reactive dogs, etc. From my miniature pinschers to larger shelter dogs, I have always used them…and LOVED them! And, yes, when I see a dog wearing one, I immediately like the owner (yikes! profiling!)
I am often sharing this great little video from Jean Donaldson’s of her desensitizing her dog, Buffy, to one.
I share the moleskin tip. I talk about the “deluxe” versions. I can talk for hours about the Gentle Leader!
Just like many of you, my love for pit bulls and my desire to spread pit bull awareness, is just one of my passions in life. I’d like to use today’s post to talk about something a little different, and the doggies will take part, too. But if you’ll indulge me, I’d like to dedicate today’s post in honor of World AIDS Day, which happens to be today.
Nearly 16 years ago, I began volunteering for a not for profit organization in New York City called Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS. I worked my way up through the ranks of the organization, from volunteer, to intern, to part time staff member. Now, I am a full time staff member, and have been going on 6 years. BC/EFA is one of the nation’s leading industry-based HIV/AIDS fundraising and grant making organizations. With the help of New York’s large theater and Broadway community, we raise millions of dollars each year and send that money back out across the country in the form of grants to AIDS Service & Family Service organizations.Another major event we help produce each year is Broadway Barks, an annual dog & cat adoption event here in heart of Times Square.
Good news, everyone! Dug is…
In just one week, and only three days in his foster home (much to his foster mom’s delight and dismay), Dug now has a family to call his very own for the holiday season! While we were at this past Saturday’s adoption event, hosted byAdopt NY and John Bartlett, we met Lora & Mike. Lora volunteers at Manhattan’s Animal Care & Control and she, with her husband Mike, has opened her home several times to dogs who need a foster home. But when Mike saw Dug, he knew that this one was their keeper.