I've had fun reading about my fellow bloggers' pets and thought I'd tell you about Spencer. We've had our rescue dog for fifteen months. He had been abused and we promised him a quiet, stress-free life.
Of course, we lied. The dog has watched my husband weather several health crises and dealt with sirens, paramedics and visting nurses. He has adapted and now follows Doug around the house and watchs him obsessively. He loves his new family but we know his past still haunts him. He sometimes has nightmares and is afraid and barks when anyone comes to our door.
We have spent a fortune on dog trainers and he is a bit better with strangers. Mostly I think he is doing the best he can. He gives kisses and likes to be held. Sometimes he looks at us as if to say, "Before you guys nobody ever thought I was special."
6 comments:
that is so sweet.
Oh, so sad to think he was abused. He's such a cute little fellow. All they ever want is to be loved. It must make you feel good to give him the home he deserves.
Woofy was a roaming neighborhood kitten when we adopted him from a friend who managed to earn his trust. It took us a long time of patience and love before he began to trust us. Now he owns the place:)
Kathy, How lovely to read about my grandon's namesake. He is so cute but you know, he will be happy and content to have you. Our late lamented rescue dog was just the same, over protective. Not wanting to lose you, doing the best they can to make sure you like them. They don't seem to get how irritating their barking at the doorbell can get, bless 'em.
I would love to cuddle Spencer - well both Spencers actually.
Margaret.
Thanks, ladies. He is a sweetie.
Kathy, every time I see a photo of your adorable little dog I smile. I'm so glad he's living with you. He's a lucky little pooch! :)
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