In my home, she is very low energy (she sleeps A LOT), is about 98% house-trained (as long as she gets enough potty breaks), and leaves my cats alone. Given her size, she makes a really great fit for me. Her main problem is the fact that she has had no exposure to socializing with other dogs. You can't fault her for that, but she needs someone knowledgable and patient enough to work on this with her. I'm willing to start, and am hoping that I can put together a plan that will make her more adopter-friendly.
I thought I had found the perfect family for her on Saturday. The couple drove in to meet her, and decided a few hours later that they wanted to take her. They have another dog at home and were slightly concerned about introducing the two, but they seemed committed to making it work. We discussed the best way to handle it and I really thought we were on the same page. I was teary-eyed when I said goodbye, but I just knew it was going to be a great fit.
Later that evening I got a text from them saying that the initial meetings weren't going to so well. I reminded them that it takes time (sometimes weeks, but certainly more than a few hours.) I asked them to keep me posted. I won't go into all the details, but they basically said they just didn't think it was a good fit, and wanted to bring her back to me. I cried. I was just so sad for this sweet dog who has really had some crappy luck these past couple of months. She just doesn't deserve it. But when he dropped her off and her tail was wagging, I knew it was my job to make her feel better.
We had some quiet snuggle time, with Pippi next to me and my cat on my lap. Plenty of treats, several walks, and even a trip to Petco. It ended up being a great afternoon for all of us. Fingers are crossed that this week goes well with her extended unsupervised days. I had to abandon crating her- it was extremely stressful for her and the only time that I have seen her be destructive. So she has free roam of my bedroom and living area. I am lucky to have some friends helping out this week with potty visits and housesitting (I'm housesitting for my parents for two nights.) I'm just going to have to take it all one day at a time. I committed to helping this dog and I'm not going to stop until I find a great place for her to be.
Even though I'm spending a lot of time with Pippi, I have found time for social activities. I took her with me to get a beer with some friends on Friday night, and it was so fun having her. She does well around other people and is generally well behaved when out in public. She's also a bit of a dude-magnet! Will definitely have to plan some more outings.
On Saturday night I went with Oliver to one of the funnest adult birthday parties I have ever attended. It was a 30th birthday, and the birthday girl's husband went all out. Slip & Slide, bouncy castle, snow cone machine with adult-flavors, karaoke, pinatas...it was awesome! My friends really liked Oliver and he was an easy guest to have along- no babysitting required. Things are still going really well with him and I am handling the "taking it slow" so much better. We talk a few times a week and see each other once (maybe twice). He has had his daughter quite a bit lately, and I'm pretty sure that he is not seeing anyone else. But I think he's getting the time he needs for himself, and hopefully that will lead to eventually wanting more time with me.
Meanwhile though, life is good and I can't complain. I think puppy love looks good on me.
|Pippi and I at the shelter|