In between Houston and Jade there was Sadie, Wyatt, and Shadow

I didn't just take almost 2 years off from fostering - had a bit of a midlife crisis, combined with a divorce and moving. My ex still supports/helps with the fostering and actually just adopted my foster from earlier this year, Wyatt. If you've seen my other posts, you've seen pics of Ringo and Lola before - we share custody of them so they get to still spend time out in the country plenty but also get time running in a fenced backyard with plenty of leash walks through town (with me). They're just totally awesome pups.

After Houston was adopted, I finished tax season in 2017, then bought a new house and moved. In the midst of this, I was offered a new job and started that May 1, 2017 (which just happened to be 2 blocks from the new house I bought - can you believe I walk to work and get to come home every day for lunch and let my pups out?????). Got the plans rolling for getting a fence installed in my new place and was able to take another foster in, Sadie. She has quite the story and is quite a handful but if she didn't come just when I needed her (sharing dogs is hard enough, I couldn't even imagine sharing custody of 2 legged kids).

Sadie at just over a year old.

Okay, fast forward a bit - I had her as a foster, sharing custody of Ringo and Lola, had Bridget with me, was adopted by a local cat that I named Mister - I saw a pic of a puppy from Big Fluffy Dog Rescue on Facebook and knew she was supposed to be with me. Millie came into my life and has been quite the trip so far. That same night I went to pick up Millie, Sadie made note of her displeasure at me leaving me all by herself that she managed to set off the alarm in the house and had the security people calling me while I was trying to get Millie home. Geez.

Her and Sadie hit it off so well, I knew we were all supposed to be together and so I adopted Sadie. The holidays came and went and while Sadie was perfectly fine when Ringo and Lola were over (they all free roamed in the house while I was gone, Millie still gets crated cuz she's a little thief), Sadie missed their presence when they weren't here and out with her. So I started looking and found Buddy through LWR - I loaded up Sadie, Millie, and Ringo (I didn't think Lola would necessarily enjoy this trip) and traveled 6 hours to Tennessee to meet Buddy at his foster mom's house. We got to spend the night with her and her Weims Baron and Willow (and other foster at the time, Velvet). Vicki made my Weims matching coats while we were there:

And so, Buddy was officially a Hoosier now (he's the gray Weim on the right side of Sadie) and traveled back home with us (in my CR-V at the time - it was packed!).

So Buddy came to us at the end of January this year 2018, tax season started (my first in my new place) and that kept me busy up until the last week when a pup came in need and I was able to answer again. Wyatt has to be one of the easiest going Weims I've met AND he couldn't care less about cats (a plus here):

He was pretty overweight when he first came, but he's a big boy anyways. Jim, my ex, watched him for a few days for me while I went to my sisters baby shower and when I got back, he wanted to adopt him. This last picture is Wyatt going to his new furever home with Jim. So now Wyatt gets some one on one time with Jim when Ringo and Lola are with me, and he gets to chill with his new siblings when they're at the farm house. Everyone wins.

Wyatt was gone a bit when another guy came up in need and I picked up Shadow in July of this year (middle Weim in the harness):

Such a sweetie, but similar to Houston, liked cats a little too much and so Bridget and Mister spent a large portion of the summer on the screened in back porch. They weren't super upset about it though - it was pretty nice out there.

 A recent pic of Shadow in his new home, living the good life:)

There! We're caught up to Jade today (mostly). Lots of stories in between these pics but you get the jist of it. I just couldn't keep up with the blog with the last 3 I've had but it's still worked out well. 

Jade - 10November2018

Got an email from the rescue on Friday that there was a little Weim gal sitting in a shelter that we needed to help out. Last Saturday I picked up Jade. This was the first thing I saw:

For an 8 month old puppy she was pretty calm, especially being in the shelter on a particularly busy day.  I heard she liked stuffed animals and so had brought her a few little things. She liked the skunk:

Her intake paperwork from the shelter stated she didn't live with dogs previously but she seemed to figure out how fun playing with others was  - her paperwork said she was "friendly, affectionate, playful, fun loving, and friendly to visitors (these are all options that can be selected, not just something the previous owner came up with)." She met my boyfriend when we first got home and as soon as she had hopped out of the car - really scared at first but it didn't take long before she warmed up. I feel like it was just the overall change and having just been crated in the truck (even though she was right behind my seat and could see me the whole time). Confinement anxiety (not necessarily separation anxiety) was something mentioned on the intake paperwork and seen first hand from the shelter. Like bust out of industrial crates not liking them. She does have a wound on a back leg that's healing from one of these ventures.

I got her home and she was pretty nervous at first but it sure didn't take long for her to meet and greet my crew and make herself at home (especially in the back yard):

This evening on one of the trips chasing Ringo and Lola (chasing the ball), Jade got a little bit too much up in Ringos business while he was playing fetch (that's his professional job btw). Even though it was just the night before that he bowed down to her getting snippy with him when I was petting him and she decided noone else needed my loving, when it came to fetch, Ringo had NONE of it and quickly put her in her place (basically stopped the game to yell at her). She responded lovely by stopping and "listening" to him, not getting snarly back, and then quickly jumping back into the game. Good puppy talk. And interesting how it seems they all prioritize and "choose their battles." Or maybe I'm just projecting on my babies:)

Buddy was fine with her sitting next to him on the couch (he's older, like 9, and pretty chill), and Sadie, my 2 year old blue, is on the floor:

Her and my 1 year old red heeler/corgi mix, Millie, got along the best from the start:

She met the cats, sniffed them, nudged at them, they stood their ground (I'm pretty sure my Bridget has let loose her own string of cuss words for the number of dogs I've brought through the house over the years). Absolutely no aggression or food or toy guarding seen from this girl so far.........until I let her on the bed (and she hops right on furniture - and also listens well and will jump down when told). I had Bridget (my 7 pound gray Manx) on the bed with me and Jade came up.....and I caught the look in her eyes right before she snapped at Bridget. The snap was a guarding of me snap, like she had claimed my lap. Happened again shortly after when Lola (4.5 year old GSP/terrier mix) came over to my side of the bed and wanted up. Jade got a little crappy with her. 

Since then, Jade has shown this "person" guarding with me with all the other dogs too except Millie (and she did it with Bridget first). We'll see if she does it with Millie but interestingly enough, Millie is the only other dog that will really "protect" me too (usually if we're somewhere else other than the house though). At night, when we're winding down, maybe if I go sit in the middle of the floor with everyone and various dogs come up to get pets in my lap - Jade walks up from across the room to remind them I'm her human. You can see it coming in her eyes. I don't allow this and will remove myself from the situation. Her intake paperwork had "protective" checked and I'm guessing this is what that was about. They didn't mention anything from the shelter though.  So far, this is the ONLY less than attractive trait about this pup.

Other updates so far, she's had some accidents in the house in the first 24 hours, but I'm back to letting the pack out more frequently (I thought I had all puppies grown in the house!) and she seems to be getting the hang of things. Intake paperwork said she was housebroken but I def allow for the whole stress of getting uprooted (2nd time in a week - 1st time she was rehomed at 5 months old, then again to the shelter at 8 months, and then to me a week later). The previous owner stated she couldn't go to their new apartment they were moving into which is how she came to be with LWR and me. 

She does like being in the same room as me so far and is passed out on the floor as I type. God bless the new floors I installed this past summer (they're waterproof and hold up really well to all the paws and nails!):

Oh, and she had a little vest on at the shelter but it was their's. I had one that Millie had outgrown and she seems to love it and has worn it the whole time she's been here so far. Besides stuffed animals (that unfortunately don't live long around this house), she enjoys a good bone to chew on:

She had some help lining these up:) 

I didn't get any pictures at the time, but last night, Bridget wanted out of the bedroom. I keep a taller doggie gate with a cat door in it, to allow the cats free roam and Jade can fit through it. I unlocked the cat door and Jade came in, hopped right up in bed with us (it was actually more of a sliding action to get over the humans and right in the middle of us) and proceeded to lay completely still for the next 2 hours. Good bed fellow. Now if she can just let go of the people guarding thing she could do that more often. I did get a pic of her on the bed when I was getting ready for work though:

Only other things to report, I have her on Earthborn Primitive Natural kibble with bits of raw thrown in . She's had beef heart, eggs, and tonight, she devoured a piece of a smaller turkey neck. That was the first raw meaty bone I'd given her and she did an excellent job chewing it thoroughly and working it down. I plan on taking her to the vet Wednesday to get her heartworm test and set up for her spay. Fingers crossed!