Riley is my 70th foster dog. Yes... 70. It sounds like a lot but feels like a little. Tomorrow he gets adopted.
We adore him. It’s been a full week of growth. Here is his progress report.
Riley has:
Stopped panting and pacing. He was a big bundle of stress when he arrived.
Started to enjoy his bowl of ‘foodies’ and eats calmly with the other dogs.
Accepted his fur buddies as pals with no more grrrs over mom’s attention.
Learned to sleep in our bedroom without jumping on and off of the bed 25 times. He hops on for his snuggle time but then sleeps on the carpet in front of the cool air conditioning vent.
Discovered treats. Dog treats are maybe not as tasty as human food but are something to enjoy.
Found some manners and counter surfing is now minimal.
Managed to climb and descend the attic steps unassisted. Ha! He’s very proud of it.
Started to learn the word sit.
Learned he does not have to hug us all the time with his paws. Space is a good thing. We will still love him!
So anyway... I’m going to enjoy my Saturday with Fluffy Ri Ri and maybe we will take a long walk along the trail if the rain holds off.
I’ll post some pics later...
Raining! Bummer. So Riley rode along taking Seth to work. Then we stopped at a rummage sale I spied. Next a trip to the church I work at (yes he came into the office and met some people) and here he is out at the Conmunity Garden. Such a good boy!!!
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