Straydog UPDATE posted SUNDAY 6/22/03 at ~9:24 p.m. CT

Bill Arnold's Daily Straydog Log

SUNDAY JUNE 22 2003

Annie and Amy were adopted this afternoon

     Guy just called us from Allen, Texas (over a 100 miles to the north of us) and said that the home visit was going well, and the family had decided on adopting both pups and could we fax the adoption contract to the family's home fax, which we immediately did. (For some reason a blank adoption contract wasn't in the file with both pups' medical records, etc.)

     Guy also said he got some good photos of the adoption, so we'll try to get them on below as soon as Guy gets back. ... Guy left here at one and got back after six o'clock--and this is his day off. Here are the photos:

Annie (red collar) and Amy (blue collar) with the dad and mom and their three-year-old little girl

Annie and Amy with the whole family

Amy with her feet on her new mom

Amy on Dad on the floor

More photos of today's adoption of Annie and Amy

 

Today's adoption will open up a kennel!

     Now with some mixing and matching, Archie and Veronica (the newly named, almost-shot dogs) should be able to come to Straydog from the clinic tomorrow, where they've been boarded since they were rescued last week. Here's how we're going to do it: Little Puppy Willie had been "rooming" (or kenneling) with Annie and Amy, and because Megan was adopted yesterday, her kennel mate, Tinkerbell, is now alone in their kennel. The plan is for Willie to move in with Tinkerbell.

     Two of our caregivers just tried Willie and Tinkerbell together in the big play yard, and they got along fine, so they've already moved Willie into Tinkerbell's kennel, and they're having a ball together!

     With Annie, Amy and Willie's kennel empty Archie and Veronica could move into their kennel, but we've been wanting to move the two golf course dogs, Jesse-Bear and Mother Dog Laura, closer to the big play yard because Jesse is still afraid to be walked on leash, and Annie, Amy and Willie's former kennel is right next to the big play yard, which would hopefully entice Jesse to let us walk him the short distance right across to the park. We'll probably try this first thing tomorrow morning, and if all goes well, we'll then go pick up Archie and Veronica.

Long-time Volunteer Billy Lawson rescues a dog on a freeway in Dallas

     We got an email from Pam Mitchell this morning containing this wonderful story:

 

All:

I wanted to share a with you what Billy Lawson called and told me about last night. Billy and his wife Cindy rescued a little dachshund from a freeway in Dallas--635 (LBJ).

Billy's wife Cindy was on her way home from work yesterday when she spotted a little dachshund between an exit ramp and the freeway. She called her husband Billy and said, "I've got to go get this dog!" and of course Billy said OK. She turned around and headed back to get the poor dog. Billy was in the middle of cooking when all the sudden he said, "It was like Pat Arnold was sitting right in front of me and told me to go help get the dog." Billy went on to say, "It was the strangest thing; it was really like she was sitting right in front of me; I could see her."

Billy rushed out the door immediately to go help his wife. When he arrived, traffic was bad and a kid was trying the capture the dog in a box. Billy was terrified the kid was going to scare the dog right into the street. He advised the young fellow to not approach the dog, so as not to scare him into the on-coming traffic. But of course the dog ran right onto the freeway and so did Billy. Both Billy and the dog survive--but narrowly. Billy sustained several bites from the little dog and was bleeding quite a bit by the time he, with dog in his hands, reached safe ground. Billy and his wife took the dog to the vet, and he will remain quarantined because the dog had bitten Billy, and they want to make sure he does not have rabies.

A big hug and thanks go out to Billy, Cindy and the little boy too.

I share this story because when we were recently trying to figure out what to do about the Black German Shepherd we rescued, I remembered Pat Arnold telling me, "Just go get the dog! He needs Medical Attention. Everything else will work out!" and that was when I headed to the golf course to go get the German Shepherd. I think what Pat means is that Actions Speak Louder than Words!

Pat is still with us and she will continue to guide us through all our rescues.

Regards,
Pam