Harold is so sweet,
sweet, sweet... what a precious boy. He did well
being introduced to our girls. He certainly wanted
to be off-leash to run with them, but I explained
the reasons why not and he understood. He went for
a long walk, the happily sat in my lap while I
rocked him on the front porch... a very loving dog
and calm once he got some exercise. I think he's
been an indoor dog -- he wanted in the house and his
behavior for the rest of the evening points to that
too..
Harold didn't like the pen and would not go into the
Dogloo. He wrestled with his food dish and
immediately spilled the dry food (but ate it off the
ground). He also spilled the water until I replaced
it with a larger, heavier container. THEN, he
barked for hours! He simply wouldn't settle down
for the night. He would bark for 15 minutes, rest 5
minutes, and start all over again. Marty moved him
to the garage about midnight where he settled down
on a cozy bed and we didn't hear from him until this
morning.
Harold was happy to have his morning walk with Marty
as I was leaving for work. He'll have to adjust to
the pen today while we're at work and I'm hoping
he'll learn to like the doghouse.
My first impression -- Harold would make a
great
indoor dog with
frequent opportunities for outside play. I worry
about the "hound" in him making him prone to
wandering. I think he would enjoy the loving
attention from being part of a family's evening
activities -- watching TV together, sleeping on the
bed, etc, He is very calm when being petted and
just eats up the touch of a human.
Hope this information helps as you try to find the
perfect forever home for him. I think he is
absolutely adorable. Just looking at him makes me
laugh out loud because he looked like a patchwork of
several dogs reassembled. Maybe it's the quilter in
me that loves his beauty.
Pray for us that we'll have the patience (and sleep)
needed to provide the foster care he needs and
deserves.
Splotchy dog lover,
Glad
Blog 2
Harold may have had the BEST day of his life...
Marty took all three dogs to the river to fish and
Harold went
wild
with excitement. When Marty caught the first fish
of the day, Harold dove into the water and grabbed
the fish -- breaking the line and running through
the woods with the fish, line, lure and all. He was
so happy with his hunting expedition!!! It took the
two of us to catch up with this crazy hunting dog to
take the fish away and especially the potential
hazard of the fishing lure. He was heartbroken when
we threw the fish back into the water.
Harold had so much fun watching Marty fish, but he
wouldn't stop barking wildly and he shivered after
swimming several times to "help" with the hunting.
I decided to bring Harold back to the house because
I was afraid he was overdoing things a bit just five
days post op. He curled up for a nap in the
sunshine until the others returned from the river.
About an hour later, Dottie brought a fish home and
Harold drooled with envy and watched from his
fenced-off area of the deck. Dottie proceeded to
guard her fish and Harold proceeded to covet the
fish. Only the gate separated the standoff.
Finally, Marty brought "our" dogs inside and gave
Harold the privilege of burying the deceased trout.
I'm sure he gave it a proper burial, prayer and all.
This dog is hilarious -- full of energy and
personality!
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