A few months ago I wrote a blog post about a dog named Willy. His owners were downsizing and moving to an apartment, and even though it broke their hearts, they knew that it was best if Willy found a new home.
We did manage to find Willy suitable accomodations, thanks to someone who read my blog post. - That should be a lesson to those of you who wonder about the effectiveness of blogging.
Well today I'm making a similar appeal. One of my clients has an old farm dog who can longer be at her side as she journies on to the next stage of her life.
Whenever I drive my car up the long driveway, the first being that greets me is Max. He lopes (about as gracefully as a rather rotund old fellow can manage) alongside my car the whole way. Boy oh boy is he ever excited to see me. He can't contain himself as I'm gathering my things in the car, he moves about in a circle chasing his tail until I open the door and step out. I suspect he does this to everybody though.
Of course I have to spend the first five minutes greeting the old guy and playing with him for a while. A welcome like that can't be ignored, it must be returned in kind. Once I have paid an adequate amount of attention to him, he will happily wander off and go about his own business. If only the greeters at Walmart were so happy to see me.
Unfortunately Max will probably need a large property to wander about in what will probably be the last year or two of his life, so it will have to be a rather special new home. Max has been a farm dog his whole life. Winter and Summer he prefers to be outside. As you can see by the picture, he's not a show dog with any kind of pedigree. Max is just a friendly old soul who will soon need a new home. Give me a call if you can think of one.