Maggie, the Shepherd, arrived at our home in June of 2020. Ursa, the abandoned Cattle Dog, would’ve been coyote bait at the time. The rescue’s owner needed to leave a leash on her for a month in order to catch her. After three months and a foster stint, she’d barely learned to trust.
Flash forward to September of 2020. Energetic, seven-month-old Maggie needed a buddy. When I phoned our rescue contact, she hesitated. Ursa remained shy, but as our Tallulah had been anxious at first, she let us have a trial run with Ursa. It’s been eighteen months, many belly rubs and doggy bones, but now Ursa greets every morning with unbridled joy. I let her outside and she does a couple down dog poses, then rolls with delight. In my mind, she’s welcoming in a great new day in a loving, safe home.
Ursa finally has soft eyes. She trusts us and we appreciate her. She now plays tug-of-war with the neighbors 110# Bernese Mountain dog puppy. She still skitters when something drops on the floor, but I can sit on the couch and read the paper next to her. I hope your spring is filled with love, joy, and trust in a great future!