Mess Free Morning!!!
No accidents in the middle of the night!
He is starting to come out of his shell more and more. We are really starting to see his wonderful personality show. I can see it in his eyes that he wants to be active and play, but he is not strong enough yet. He will be soon thought :)
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Fostering
A while back Liz and I decided to give fostering a greyhound a try. We wanted to get more involved with the shelter and this seemed to be a good fit.
We worked out an arrangement with the kennel manager, Sandy. She said she had a boy who was in dire need of some attention and fattening up.
From what we know (which may not be 100% complete) his name is Chant and he was an Irish greyhound that somehow made his way over here as a stray. After an unknown amount of time alone in the woods he was found and delivered to a greyhound racing track. We estimate that he was there for a year.
We were warned that his appearance may be a bit ... startling. Last night we set up a time for Sandy to bring him over. He jumped out of her car and both I and Liz were a little shocked. He was barely anything more than skin and bones. He is a good 20 - 30 lbs underweight, which could have been a death sentence for him if he wasn't taken out of his previous shelter.
He is an absolute love though. A good ear scratching and he is leaning up against you wanting more. He isn't too skittish and fairly relaxed around us. Barb and Dean are already getting to know him and are relaxed around him. I think Chant wants to play but he is so emaciated that he just doesn't have the energy to do much of anything yet.
We decided to change his name slightly from Chant to Champ. It seems more fitting.
Here are a few pictures from last night. Hopefully in a few weeks we can post some "after" photos to show his recovery.
As a side note, this is what Dean looked like when he was getting fostered.
We worked out an arrangement with the kennel manager, Sandy. She said she had a boy who was in dire need of some attention and fattening up.
From what we know (which may not be 100% complete) his name is Chant and he was an Irish greyhound that somehow made his way over here as a stray. After an unknown amount of time alone in the woods he was found and delivered to a greyhound racing track. We estimate that he was there for a year.
We were warned that his appearance may be a bit ... startling. Last night we set up a time for Sandy to bring him over. He jumped out of her car and both I and Liz were a little shocked. He was barely anything more than skin and bones. He is a good 20 - 30 lbs underweight, which could have been a death sentence for him if he wasn't taken out of his previous shelter.
He is an absolute love though. A good ear scratching and he is leaning up against you wanting more. He isn't too skittish and fairly relaxed around us. Barb and Dean are already getting to know him and are relaxed around him. I think Chant wants to play but he is so emaciated that he just doesn't have the energy to do much of anything yet.
We decided to change his name slightly from Chant to Champ. It seems more fitting.
Here are a few pictures from last night. Hopefully in a few weeks we can post some "after" photos to show his recovery.
As a side note, this is what Dean looked like when he was getting fostered.
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