Tonight at the store, we were greeted at our car by this fellow, looking much like this:
His tail was between his legs, he was clearly nervous, but he didn't hesitate when the car door opened. He hopped right in and came home with us, and his excited noise was thrilled with our crumbfull car. The crumbs weren't enough, however.
This hungry boy didn't take his face out of the bowl for even an instant until it was licked clean.
He doesn't like cats, but responds quickly to correction. He's very vocal and cocks his head at me when we talk to each other. He's neutered, has a small abrasion on his nose and some mats in his fur, and smells of farm. He's very smart, like almost every heeler I've known. We're calling him Jack. I sure hope we find his people soon. I hope he HAS people.
Wish him luck, please.
I'll have to blog about the pigeon later. Yeah, you heard me. Pigeon.
Wouldn't you like to come and live in Washington, Jack? Nice house, big yard, great smells and stuff to get into. Oh, and three other dogs--oh yeah, I already have three other dogs. Darn.
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Moby
Ahh, he is so cute. Nice of you to nurse him back to health. Hope he has people too.
ReplyDeleteOh he looks part Border Collie, a lot like our dog. I hope something great happens for him, I bet he has potential to be a great dog!
ReplyDeleteYeah, he's defnitely a border collie mix. No microchip, unrecognized by the local shelter dude, and majority opinion is that he was duimped and won't be reclaimed. I've got ads in the paper, online, and on the radio. Poor dude.
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