The Insanity Continues

It's all Jen's fault!

Yes, the rumour is true. We are now on to our fourth rescued puppy here on the reserve. The first, if friends recall, was Boyo. We found him at the school with a limp, freezing in the cold. We sheltered him and fed him for a few days, then took him to Lloydminster. In checking up with him on the Lloyd SPCA web page we discovered that his mistreatment was severe. His back leg was broken and he was shot. They are fundraising for the operation to fix the leg and remove the shotgun pellets. Please support them if you can: www.lloydminsterspca.org (they renamed him Oscar).

The second was Kaylee, my birthday present who was unceremoniously dumped inside my house by Manny, a friend of ours. When we got her she was the size of Paks' head. Now she is a monster. We have a few nicknames for her, the Mouth (because she eats everything in sight, edible or not...), and the Monkey (because she climbs furniture, tables, anything!). Hopefully she is almost full grown as she is almost the size of Anne. She was named for a super character on the series Firefly.

The third is Cub. When we got her she had white fluffy hair and looked just like a miniature polar bear. As friends recall in an earlier post, Cub got mange and Bryan and I are still itching. My family doesn't believe we're actually going to give Cub away - she's been with us for six weeks now - but we're just waiting until her skin heals. She is getting much better but still looks a little pathetic.


And our newest addition is Teal'c. He's a guy which means we are definitely not keeping him. Our girls are having enough problems putting up with him for the short term. He has a deformed paw which means he has trouble walking and finding food. We rescued him from the school parking lot and we're waiting until Friday to see if anyone claims him. If not, he's adorable and he's adoptable. He'll be going to the Lloydminster SPCA. (Yes, his name is in honour of a terrific character from Stargate, and the name suits him!)

Our friends think it's hilarious that we have two "white" dogs and three "indian" dogs. The sad thing is that Annie and Paks are still racist. We're trying to teach them, but they have a problem with Native guys who come to visit. Horrifying, but two days ago they actually bit one. So I'm really going to try and train that out of them and, in the meantime, shut them up in a room when anyone rings the doorbell.

Here are pictures of our white dogs:

This is Annie. She's five now, turning six in September. We got her in Weyburn at their SPCA to be a companion for our late and missed dog Shelby. She has slowly become a rock in our family and is one of the kindest and most loving dogs I have ever known. She is definitely daddy's little girl, latching onto Bryan from the very beginning. She actually likes having puppies around the house because it means Paks is leaving her alone!

And finally Paks. We honestly don't know what to do with her sometimes. She can be adorable and she plays really well with the other dogs. Most of the time. She is also a bully to every canine in the house, is disobedient, occasionally poops in the basement and barks in the middle of the night. But we still love her.

My dad phoned a few days ago. He said, "All you need is one good dog." Yep, and that's all we have. One good one. The rest are insane.

Support the SPCA! Keep in touch with our rescues at www.lloydminsterspca.org.