A pack, man.
Hey. Remember me?
It’s Scooby the one who was in dire straits caged among the abandoned, the vicious, the dejected, the frightened and confused until Person rescued me last month. (That harrowing time here)
A few weeks of good food and care under the eye of Resident Canine of the Realm, Ella, has restored my fluffy coat and bright eyes….if you just don’t look too close at my tail…I chewed it out of nervousness at first.
Didn’t understand the crate thing – actually managed to roll it the first time.
But that was due to sheer panic and terror. Now it’s OK. I understand I’ve won the lottery and now own my very own cabin located next to Ella’s. She said it had a previous occupant (and she looked a little sad at that) but hoped I would feel comfortable making it my own with blanket and toys.
And I’m chosen as the preferred escort when Person goes jogging as I’m so good at accepting whatever pace politely and happy to keep on track.
But that’s not the big news.
Actually I’m the tallest, fuzziest, and most confident pup now ’cause Rocky’s had, well, a rocky time.
Person sprung my brother, Rocky, from the pound (click here) and thought he was going to live at a co-worker’s house with a large old German Shepherd and a smaller dog. It looked good. Kids and all loved him…well, not the big old dog at first, but soon they were best buddies romping and jousting in the mud yard.
Maybe they got along too well.
There were stories of the two of them breaking into the room holding the paintball equipment. (You do know GS are experts at unlocking doors.) Seems there was a paw load of redecorating that happened in that room – just like on those “Love It or List It” house shows.
Then the two of them tried to surprise their owner by rearranging the furniture. It’s hard to two dogs to tug a leather recliner neatly across the room…without a few puncture holds…and maybe that idea to create fringe wasn’t thought out so well…
Dogsonally, I think Rocky felt like stepchild as the other two dogs had personal cabins and he didn’t. No safe cave for him. Sigh.
Anyway, Person quickly rescued Rocky again.
Getting him out of the car, Person told him, “Rocky, we’ve got to make this work. No grrr-y face. No bitey mouth. And no knocking down my “Little Person”.
Rocky came in quiet.
I was thrilled to see him, but was quick to demonstrate with head across his back that I was RC Princess Ella’s strong paw and stood united with her.
He puppy bowed to her and stood while we gave him a few sniffs (to make sure he wasn’t some intruder in a dog suit)
Princess Ella grinned that “she’d always wanted a couple of modified boy toys to do the barking and chasing for her.” Smugly she gave Rocky a bump and said “You can help Scooby with preschool entertainment, too. Just remember, any food that hits the floor from Little Person’s hand is mine!”
And that was it.
Rocky’s very thin. Must not have been getting the right food or enough food. (He’ll learn not to try and get between the Princess and her bowl.)
He’s been polite if Little Person steps on his tail. (Although I, Scooby, stay protectively close to Little Person and ready to block if need. Ella said Rocky was my brother, so I had to teach him manners…like not to lick LP’s face – even if there’s food on it.)
And now there are 3 lovely private dog cabins in a row with views of the backyard’s squirrel tree.
This is his forever home. Person said Rocky has been bounced around and had enough promises broken.
We are pack.
Paws to please,
Scooby of the Fluffy Ruff
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Well, I wish them the best. I just can’t imagine… but that’s just me. You will let us know when they have the Persons in the crates and have taken over the household, right?!?
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RC thinks they are totally nuts (And so did we)…except well, Rocky was a 3xO’s ..”out of options”…so she sent her Staff up to check and ease the incoming afternoon. Surprisingly, Rocky is rather subdued and Scooby, determined to hold on to his new big dog of the realm position was reminding him to have manners. Ella just prissed about looking happy to have more of a herd to lead. She sleeps upstairs while the other two bunk downstairs.
Getting inside the gate/door is oddly a bit like going into a school of fish. So far so good. Rocky did roll off the couch like a goof at one point.
We are considering a saddle for Little Person’s use…
RC just shook her head and said “Better that realm than mine!” Thanks for giggling along
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oh you are the body guard for jogging adventures too? that’s a super job, but we are fired now… all two…the mama has no ambition to become Paavo Nurmi nor would she like a job at a travelling show as the woman the 9ft. arms… ;O)))
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Welcome home, Rocky. You, too, have hit the jackpot. The only thing better than two GSD’s is three GSD’s. (I think that might be a saying.) Xena, Lucy and Mom
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Lovely post. Lucky dogs. Hugs and treats by proxy. 🙂
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Beautiful
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Oh my dog! Three GS is like 200 lbs of dog! I love it. (Makes my 50 lbs of cat seem so shallow!) I love that your daughter (son?) is such a kind person. Can’t wait until they ALL visit you. RC the cat can bunk here when that happens! 🙂
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Aww..you are truly a good Person! I hope it all works out – they are beautiful dogs. Perhaps Rocky senses that this is his last chance. It seems right that they should sleep downstairs. Hugs to all!
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Those three belong to my daughter’s realm. I went up to help in case there was drama when Rocky arrived, but nope, none.
I do think dogs know. Princess Ella though has apparently realized Rocky isn’t just a sleep over friend – that he’s moved in and is mumbling a bit…and now everyone wants to sit on Person’s lap all at once. But the good news is that Little Person can flop down on any of them, step on tails, and none of them flinch or give a hoot. He’s the beast master, I guess.
Last year We did have Ella and The German and Molly are come to visit for a week…three big dogs do like to rearrange furniture…luckily they have a bigger house and a larger, less muddy backyard than we do.
It’s going to be an adventure…we’ll enjoy it here at a distance HAHA
Thanks for dog trotting’ over to chat
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Oh, can’t see to type – happy tears! (((((((happyhugs))))))) for all!!!
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“Dogsonally” – lol!!
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Made sense to me 😀 🐶 🐾🐶 🐶 🐾🐶
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Smart dogs got the Person trained beautifully
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Wow! We have three small dogs and that can be a zoo at times, but what fun it is to have a pack!! Congrats on all of those granddogs!
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it does give us hope, to see a deserving lucky dog…
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Where is Molly in all of this?
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Molly has extended a standing invitation to Ella if she feels the need for a girls night out – and a brief rest from the rowdy boys. HAHA
Thanks for barking along
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YAY!!!!! Now this story made my night!
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