Week With Joanie in Review

Joanie has settled a LOT in the short week we’ve had her, and now it’s like she fits right in. It didn’t start off so easy – in fact it was kind of rocky, but we’ve both adjusted accordingly and have found a really great place. Joanie now just hangs out at home with my Dad all day while he works and she sleeps. When I get home from work we play and go for a nice long walk, then have a relaxing evening on the couch.  She’s showing her true self: the perfect house dog!

We’ve crammed a lot of fun into this week. After learning that exercise was the key to success, Joanie and I enjoyed many long walks together – both in the early mornings and in the evenings.  Yesterday morning we ventured out into the woods for the first time. Joanie, as you can imagine, loved all the sniffs – although she wasn’t too pleased about the extra obstacles.

When we go out at night I am always sure to deck her out in her safety vest, especially since she is a dark colored dog. Night time walks are always our most relaxing and enjoyable because there is no pressure to get home in time for work. . . again, lots of opportunities for sniff breaks!

Joanie totally won over my parents who are thrilled to have such a sweet dog in the house again. Bax and Otis were cordial and friendly, but it hasn’t really been since Zabora that we had a dog who ran to greet them at the door with an overly-wiggly butt. Joanie’s got an awesome tail wag, which she promptly turns around and sticks in your face for a good scratch. Looks pretty much like this:

Joanie never ceases to stop making us smile. Especially when she gets her bursts of energy and wants to play. She will barge into our liriope bushes and pounce around like she is deathing a bunch of jumping beans. Cutest. Thing. Ever.  She also enjoys bouncing around the living room while playing with her favorite monkey toy.  Today, the monkey finally met his demise. . .

Last but not least, Joanie continually surprises us with her uncanny ability to resemble a pig. Not only does she look like one, she sounds almost identical to one.  Here is a video of some serious piggy snorting. Listen closely: pig or Joanie?

I know I keep gushing about this dog, but I just can’t help it. She’s so happy-go-lucky and up for anything. We get to enjoy the weekend together, then she is back to her long term foster.  I don’t want to think about her leaving just yet, so you better believe we’ll find some serious trouble fun to get into this weekend!

If you’re interested in learning more about adopting Joanie, email me at peacelovefoster@gmail.com.


Elderbulls: I’m Sexy & I Know It

From the tips of their dry, cracking noses to their extra wrinkly skin to their soulful eyes that tell years of stories – Elderbulls are the hidden gem of the dog world.  My love for them began in the form of a petite dog with a permanent inquisitive look on her face. Her name was Zabora and she was gentle, sweet, and as uncoordinated as the best of them. Elderbulls have a very cozy piece of my heart because of just how loving yet stubborn they can be.  It’s like they’ve been through it, they’ve paid their dues, and now they are going to have it their way or the highway!

I much prefer Elderbulls over pushy, bouncy teenagers. I’d love if there was a better market for them in the adoptionsphere so I could take them all home and give them warm, squishy beds to sleep on while they await their perfect family.  It seems to me that why would you ever get anything else when you can save an older dog who might be overlooked but will have much better manners than the cute puppy in the next kennel!? A dog who wants to sleep, snuggle, and lounge all day? Sign me up!

I met three wonderful Elderbulls at Animal Farm Foundation last week, all with big personalities to match their age. Maverick is a seasoned veteran who seems to know the ropes better than most humans. He is a perfect gentleman on the leash and has a been there, done that sort of attitude. His gorgeous orange eyes complement his brindle coat, so much so that you barely even noticed the mangled nubs that are his ears’ crop job.

Julep was the only female of this Elderbull group, automatically putting her at diva status. I had her for one day of training techniques and she simply said, “Ehh. Your treats aren’t good enough for me,” and put her focus elsewhere. It was okay though because you knew that she was secretly happy to be hanging out with you, even if she didn’t really show it. She’s a shy girl to most, but I can definitely imagine her sassy side when she gets comfortable! I mean that in the sweetest way, of course. She’s the type of girl that deserves to be the only dog allowed on the furniture, you know what I mean?  If you’re looking for your very own love seat occupier, Julep is for you.

Last but certainly not least: Sir Pugsley Hill.  This one was almost a stick-in-the-trunk-to-bring-home-when-no-one-is-looking dog. First of all, he is named after a part of AFF’s property, so if that doesn’t give you a sense of the sort of entitlement he feels, I don’t know what will. To his credit, poor Pugsley was adopted out when he was young, he lived a happy life, and then his owner died so he returned to AFF at eleven years old. Pugsley Hill lives in the AFF office, so he was set up to be spoiled from the get-go. Then he looks at you with these eyes:

This dog, I swear, can smell food from a mile away – and he is pushy about it! I loved it though. There is nothing like having a little Pugsley piggy snout attempting to root through your pockets and then giving you a big “Hmpf!” look when you produce nothing for him. He hung out with us during many of our presentations and, after making the rounds to see who would be sucker enough to sneak him treats, he would snooze away at our feet. He is just so comical and endearing with that ear + eye combo.  If anyone is looking for a silly Elderbull who likes to sleep, eat, and look overly adorable at all times, Pugsley is your guy!

If you’re still not convinced how awesome Elderbulls are, check out the ELDERBULLS Facebook page inspired by Sarge, a dog who was rescued from a bad situation at age fourteen and went on to become a therapy dog and a legend.

Happy Friday to all the Elderbulls out there, and the wonderful humans who care for them!


An Accidental Encounter With Pittieful Love!

I’ve heard that Baltimore, MD is nicknamed “Smalltimore” – and I found out on Wednesday just how small it really is when I ran into Pittieful Love’s Jess (who I wrote about in this post) and got to meet Chocko, their new pup! It’s pretty funny/confusing how it happened, so I’m going to break it down:

1. Catching up with my friend Mike over dinner in Baltimore.

2. Walking home from dinner, spot a woman walking her pit bull. Make a joke about how it’s this specific neighborhood in Baltimore and it’s a pit bull, so there’s a chance I know the person and dog.

3. Note to Mike that I have a blog friend named Jess who has a pit bull that looks similar to the one that woman is walking, but the woman is too far ahead to tell if it’s her.

4. Mike obnosiously yells out, “Jess!”

5. It wasn’t Jess. Awkward.

6. Catch up to the woman and her dog anyway and of course say hi. The dog is adorable and sweet, and I begin to recognize it as this pup that I photographed at B-More Dog’s Pit Bulls on Parade:

7. Confirm that it IS in fact Laura and Hurley from the B-More Dog event. Like I said: Smalltimore. Immediately start chatting with Laura about fostering and pitties, etc.

8. Remember that Jess commented on the B-More Dog post that Hurley was her neighbor, so I ask Laura if Jess lives close by.

9. Turns out we were standing right outside of her house. Not kidding. Smalltimore.

10. I don’t have Jess’ number, so while Mike and Laura are talking, pull up Facebook on my iPhone and write on Jess’ FB wall: “I am literally standing outside your house right now.”

11. Creepily peek inside her windows to see if we can catch a glimpse of her new foster failure, Chocko. We can’t.

12. Jess immediately bursts out of the door, ending the phone conversation she’s having with, “I gotta go – I just got a Facebook post!” Squeals and excitement ensue.

13. Jess invites us in to meet Chocko (!!). So exciting as I have been reading about him for months now and have never met him. He is one handsome dude.

14. Mike gets his dose of pittie loving and we all hang out chatting about Smalltimore (everyone in the room lived there except me).

15.Continually exclaim how adorable Chocko is. I promise – he is even more handsome/silly/sweet in person than in photos.

See? Told ya it was complicated. Totally awesome story though, right? This is why I love this blogging doggy world – you meet so many cool friends! I think my favorite part was when Mike said, “What do you mean you guys know each other from the internet. . ?”

:-) Happy Friday!