Sunday, April 3, 2011
alright, here it is:
I'm letting Ma and Da foster a Weim!
You have NO IDEA how many hotdogs this is going to cost them BOL!... and
HE IS NOT STAYING. He's a foster.
Meet Haze. He's the big big lunkhead in the picture with me.
We met a few times at Tri-State's Meet & Greets and finally he wore us all down to be good samaritans... I mean Ma does SO MUCH for rescue but her and Da had a no-foster rule...so they had him come over for a visit Friday night...Eh, I'm not impressed and you know what the freaking brat did? HE BIT MY TAIL! The nerve. I was my usual hostess with the mostest charming self (ya!) and I didnt give him a second of leeway... I know his owner was skeptical but then, I overheard Da telling Ma late Friday night that we should do this...it's in the best interest of this dog who needs rescue to rehome him... he needs activity, exercise and I'm still mopey from losing my boy so maybe we could keep each other company?
So today, they brought him home. We went for a nice long fast-fast to the dog park and ran around for like HOURS! He even got between me and some pesky golden who just would not take NO for an answer! very different than biting my tail BOL.
I think tiring him out was a good idea becuase now we are both calm and sleepy.
I dont know how long he'll be "visiting" so if any of my blog pals are interested in him... here is his petfinder info. Haze