Showing posts with label rescue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rescue. Show all posts

29 April, 2013

Beautiful Mr. Wilson

Such a beauty inside and out.
Wilson had his bath (I missed his face but will wash that shortly), and some grooming . He has been dewormed. He is now neutered. He is on his way to putting on weight. His coat will begin to get some shine and lose its dullness.

It had to happen. Zeetie finally had Wilson growling at her, ready for a scrap. Oh, Zeetie. My little sweet tomboy. I intercepted it before anything happened.

This guy is just one cutie patootie. True to being a gentle giant, he is so wonderfully sweet but I keep saying that. He is an excellent boy in the house. He loves to lie on the bed and look out the window. Or, lie on the couch and sleep, or, lie in the middle of the kitchen floor while we prepare dinner. He is learning to lie down while we eat instead of placing his chin squarely on the table top, watching us eat.

When we return from being out for a few hours or so, he is either lying at the back door, or upstairs in bed. We do crate him if Zeetz and Mac are with him in the house when we go out (a friend lent me a Wilson-sized BIG crate.) Max just does not like this big guy near him. I think it’s because, again, he is a one bitch dog. He does not like sharing Zeetie, and I think, plain out just doesn't like this guy.

A breakthrough at last on his sighting of a dog. We walked by a house with a barking dog in the back. Wilson looked, 'clever boy', I said. He whipped his head and shoulders around, and took the treat, treat, treat, 'good boy, Wilson'. I will need to up the treat value because the standard treats don't work as a distraction if the dog we pass is on leash across the street. I've discovered he also likes to leap at cars as they drive away from a stop. We were successful with no leaps today.

He'll come around with someone willing to be patient and work with him. Working with a dog like this can only help both of you get to know each other.

He is one amazing Pyr. You only have to meet him to know this.

16 April, 2013

Settling in Nicely

For the first time I left him loose in the house, I came down to the basement. I heard some roaming around and then nothing on the main floor. I let it be quiet for about 10 minutes. I then went up to check to see what was happening. No dog on main floor, no dog in plain view on the second floor. Into the bedroom. There he was, stretched out quite comfortably on the bed. Where every dog should be!
He has the cutest, squishiest face.

This is one handsome boy. How can you not love that face?
He sleeps in the bedroom with Zeetie and us, and he is very content. Zeetie has not yet allowed him on the bed with her, however, but he can be on it without her.

I have a hard time getting him out of bed mornings he is so relaxed. He just turns over on his back for belly rubs so I have to get the leash onto his collar to do a little convincing.

He and Zeetie can be together, now. Zeetie warns him off when he gets his nose up her bum but once he stops that nonsense, she is ready to play.




He went for a bath, finally. He was a little startled by all of it, and we had to hang on tight but what a clean smelling dog now. It turns out our boy has parasites which would explain some of the lost weight and his lousy coat. No amount of grooming will make it the best it can be with those in him. He is being snipped as I write this, and he'll be sent home with the medication to clear up the parasites.

He is turning out to be an amazing dog. It turns out that the the police went to his original house to arrest the husband. The wife told the police to take the dog away and have him euthanized. The police took him to a shelter, and well, the shelter people knew better. I must say, though, his former owners must have done something right with him. He is an amazingly affectionate dog to those he knows which is characteristic of a Pyr as they are aloof with strangers.

He is still trying to play with Max occasionally but has settled for lying in the kitchen. It doesn't matter how much Max snarls and hisses at him, he doesn't seem to know what lashing back means, and that is amazing. He'll make someone the most awesome companion, once he learns to socialize with other dogs. That will be a work in progress but one well worth it.