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We didn't realize how hard of hearing Booberry is until Alphabits was gone. Booberry was picking up hints from the other dog on what was going on. Now we have to clap our hands or yell loudly to get Booberry to notice things.
It's also a lot more quiet - since Booberry now only barks when he sees something, and frankly, his eyesight is not as good as it used to be, too.
Re: An Arf-Arf Here and a Meow-Meow There... E I E I O!
Dusty, 28 Feb 2007 - 17 Sep 2021
Domestic short-hair
International cat of mystery
Came to us as a rescued feral kitten via our vet
Lived in Randburg (Johannesburg) for her first 7 years, putting up with another cat and a succession of dogs.
Then flew to London (arrived in the UK 11/04/2014) to live the next 7 years with a couple of humans and another cat, and eventually (once my daughter took her cat to her new house) the best: just one human and no other cats or dogs. Plenty of windows to let in sunlight to follow around during the day, plenty of cushions, chairs and beds to occupy when not sunny.
In August she began to display signs of what turned out to be a tumour under her tongue made it increasingly difficult to eat and drink. She was alert and active (though weak) until the end. So I was able to give her lots of attention in the last days. But it's hit me hard.
She is a good, good girl who likes kissing and scritches and cuddling, and she leans on people, which I am a sucker for.
And not twenty minutes after she got home, she bolted. We'd already shown her her new back yard and I was in the process of giving her the rest of the house tour when she asked to go outside again. So I went out with her, and none of us had noticed that the back gate was open until she did, and she ran. She's faster than she looks, and she was all full of nervous energy, running all over the place. But our neighborhood is really really dog friendly, so there were a bunch of people who came out when they heard me calling her who helped look for her, and Matlock noticed we were gone and was driving around, so I got the other car and started driving down side streets until eventually, I saw her in a cul de sac and was able to corner her and get her into the car and bring her back home.
We've all finally calmed down a little and are just about ready to settle down for the night.
That was scary, though, because she didn't really know where she lives yet, and doesn't even really know her name. Either of them.
She's home, and that's what's important, and we already have "a story."
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Young Ms. Ruth is very clingy and requiring almost constant attention, although that might be a temporary thing. Shelter dogs always seem to have at least a little fear of abandonment at first, and some, like Zsa Zsa, have full blown destructive separation anxiety. But we worked on that with Zsa Zsa until she was secure, so I'm sure we can reassure Ruthie too.
Other things we know about Ruthie so far:
For a tubbo, she's a picky eater and has no interest in plain kibble. (She's supposed to lose about 6 pounds.)
She does NOT understand stairs. The first time Matlock went downstairs, she freaked out and was running all over the main floor trying to find where he would come out. And when I went down today to get her some toys, she backed up and whimpered from a distance until I got back.
She loves tug of war (and will even let me win sometimes); and also half-fetch, where I throw the ball, she gets it and then lords it over me that she has the ball for a while, then she eventually lets me yoink it from her and throw it again. Her favorite is the softball, as pictured.
She throws little tantrums where she makes a huffing noise, then stamps her front feet like a toddler. This seems to be reserved for especially egregious situations, like this morning when I stopped petting her during a designated petting time. She also gets talkative when she's hyped up.
She's a big belly-showing, scritch demanding cuddle machine, and her fur is soft and beautiful and good for petting.
And guys, I have a secret but don't tell:
I kind of have a thing for goofy, white-faced bully type dogs.
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Ruthiepie is absolutely precious. And since you are professional adoptors you know how to do the do: patience and love and consistency. I've no doubt she will grow from being just a good girl to being the best girl she can be.
Please to be giving her ears extra scritches so she knows they're from me.
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She's gorgeous
Lisarea and Matlock have a new this makes me so happy
We're going to visit the youngest daughter next week to see her new house and then as soon as we're back going to the greyhound shelter. Can't wait to have a doggo in the house again.
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Ruthie is a very pretty lady and I am sure that she is hanging nearby to make sure that lisarea and Maturin will meet her standards. It will be difficult but I think if they are willing to put in the hard work, they will, and Ruthie will consent to take care of them.
As usual Sou wanted to get the one that had been at the rescue centre the longest. He came off the track at 3 and had been in the rescue for 3 years, so he's 6.
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We've been walking our neighbour's dog for a few weeks now* and thought we'd take them out together and see how Bran did with a medium sized dog. He was such a good boy, just sniffed her a few times and never barked or growled or jumped or anything. They walked together for nearly an hour and had no troubled at all. Rosie is a super sweet girl that loves all dogs, so she was a good place to start. She pulls like a train though!
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My Texan dad, when describing a well-finished job or other such pleasing thing, would say "Like a tall dog!" Now I understand. Bran the Tall, First of his Name, is indeed a magnificent pooch.
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