What a Beautiful Weekend!

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Yes, he is real. No, he is not for adoption. For those of you around about two and a half years ago, you will know that this is Baby Brooks. He was born to a puppy mill mom where 110 dogs were seized three days prior. She arrived on Sun. and he was born on Mon. and was only 2.5 oz. Mom, Callie, was about eight years old, had a cataract and some hearing loss. The last thing she was into was her pup. I raised him, she was around, but not helpful, tube feeding him every two hours round the clock for six weeks. He is now a big boy at four pounds and has never been without me. Needless to say, he is one in several thousand. Not a million yet, folks.

I guess while I am blogging and this funny story came to mind, I should share it. Many of you know that my friend Becky has been the force behind the Alabama arm of Fluffy Dog for nine years. She was up here this past fall and right before she was ready to go back to Alabama we lost Brooks. Now Brooks does not go outside like most dogs. He goes out, does what he has to and comes in. The world is a big and dangerous place for him. He has plenty of room to run in the house. If we go outside, we are always together. So as Becky was getting ready to leave Brooks was missing. It was dark. We were yelling for him and all running around with flashlights. The pond. Oh my, the landscape pond. Nope. Did something get him? How did he get out? We looked everywhere. No Brooks. Becky had to leave and we were just beside ourselves. There was nothing more to do. I sat on the couch and thought about what could have happened. He makes these talking noises and I thought I heard him. So I called. Nothing. About twenty minutes later, I heard it again. Am I hearing things? I opened the recliner. Is he in the couch? Remember, four pounds. We are looking for something about the size of a guinea pig. I heard it again. It just didn’t last long enough to track it and there was no response to calling him. I opened up the kitchen cabinets again. Yes, kitchen cabinets. Then I opened the pull out garbage cabinet and he just strolled out. Yes, he was behind the recycle bin in the roll out garbage cabinet. I bet not many people can say they lost their dog in their cabinet, but it happened here.

So…..we had a Meet & Greet at Camp Bow Wow last Saturday and five dogs have found their forever homes from that. We had three dogs come from Alabama yesterday, one tomorrow, at least two on Wed. and one next Sunday. They are: Petey, Daisy, McGrath, Dyson, Spike, Lucy and Snowball. I have added photos of the ones that came yesterday. Check out our site to see the others! http://www.fluffydog.net   Thanks for being a Fluffy Dog Fan.

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