Herbie the Love Bug

Foster number 53 6.
Check him out. Want to meet him? He's now accepting requests for play dates and belly rubs.
http://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/18904107-Herbie-Chocolate%20Labrador%20Retriever-Dog-Washington-DC

He'll be coming to Baltimore sometime this week. Stay tuned for Herbie updates.

Dogs we have loved

Ray was our first foster. His full time foster mom went on vacation and we agreed to foster him for the weekend. He got to come to work with me and spent the whole day sitting on my lap and being cute. I took a picture of him and sent it to my mom at work and her coworker saw him and fell in love. She and her husband adopted him two days later. I cried. His new parents are Irish and his new name is Bono. Erik and I call him Ray Bono. He lives in Baltimore, just a few minutes away from our house.

Matthew Dillon was our second foster. He was crazy pants. He was the product of over breeding and Olive and Hamilton didn't like the way he smelled. They both freaked out and curled up in the corner and shook. He came to us on a Friday, went to live with a new foster on Saturday and got adopted on Sunday. He now makes a little girl very happy. I cried a little when he got adopted.

Macho was number three. He never left. I cried when his adoption coordinator said that someone inquired about him. He's laying next to me snoring right now. ;)

Cleave was number four and the first foster I picked up from transport. I cried at transport. It was a happy cry. Dogs were finding new homes and it was exciting. Cleave was really stinky, refused to walk on a leash, and bit my wrist. He went to live with his full time foster the next day and got adopted a couple weeks later. Did I mention that he was Chihuahua?

Sasha. Oh, sweet little fuzzy butt puppy face Sasha. She was the first puppy foster. I picked her up from transport in DC. I cried. Again, a happy cry. People come to meet their new dogs and everyone is SO excited. My gal pal, Alice, came with me to get Sasha. We got lost coming home and then got stuck in traffic. It took us three hours to get home. The next day, I took Sasha to an adoption event in Virginia to meet her new parents. I cried. Oh, did I cry. I only knew that little fluff ball for 24 hours and she stole my heart. Olive and Macho seemed sad when I came home without her. They looked around for her for a few minutes. She now lives in Virginia with a super mom and dad.

Herbie. Coming soon...

Macho, the original Bmore Lucky Dog

In mid-December, we agreed to foster Macho. He had been rescued by Lucky Dog from a facility in Virginia and went to hang out at a dog daycare (http://www.wagtimedc.com/) in DC. Another Lucky Dog volunteer and her boyfriend drove to DC on the morning of December 18th, picked up a few Lucky Dogs and brought them to Howl (http://www.howlbaltimore.com/Welcome.html) for an adoption event. Macho was supposed to be a 40 pound terrier mix. When he got out of the car, he was around 50 pounds but as soon as I pet his body, I could feel bones. He is a fluffy, furry little dude, so he could hide his protruding bones well. I would say that this is when I fell in love with him, but that would be a lie. I totally fell in love with him when I saw his picture. About a week before December 18th, Lucky Dog asked if there were any fosters who were available to take a dog for the holidays. Especially dogs who were hanging out at the daycare facility. Not only did they want dogs to be warm and cozy for Christmas, but the daycare had paying customers who needed holiday boarding. When I looked at the pictures of the dogs who need fosters, I totally fell in love with Macho. I really had every intention of finding him a home. After I saw how much he loved being pet and cuddled and walked and loved and FED, I just couldn't stand the idea of him living with another family because he just fit in so well with ours. And the icing on the cake was that he and Olive baby love cuddling together AND kitty face Hamilton and Macho got along as well. So...the rest is history. Macho is now 58 or so pounds, the exact healthy weight his doctor (http://www.citypetsvet.com/) wants him to be. He came to us only knowing his name, and is now about to complete his second training class (http://www.yousillydog.com/) and knows all sorts of comands. He is also starting flyball in April. We are so lucky that our Lucky Dog is Macho. Please check out Lucky Dog Animal Rescue (http://www.luckydoganimalrescue.org/) to see if your Lucky Dog is waiting for you. And come see some Lucky Dogs live and in person (in dog?) in Bmore at the Towson Petsmart (1238 Putty Hill Avenue) on the second Saturday of every month.

Be more lucky, dog!

First blog post. Yay! I always wonder why people blog. It seems silly. Why would anyone care what I have to say? Well here's why...because I'm not just saying, I'm doing! I'm trying to help these wonderful, little Lucky Dogs find awesome, forever homes. When Bianca (the best husky/lab mix the world has ever known) died in September 2010, I decided that I wanted to be a foster parent. My partner, Erik, and I had seen a Lucky Dog Animal Rescue adoption event at Howl in Baltimore and I decided to research their organization. Check them out for yourself (http://www.luckydoganimalrescue.org/) and you'll see why it was easy to become a Lucky Dog foster parent. I'm sharing these dogs because I want them to have a greater chance of finding the wonderful home that they so deserve. Who knows, one of them might end up with YOU! ;)