Sorry I haven't updated my blog in quite some time...I hadn't realized it's been so long. Time just flies by over here at my foster home.
I don't have much to news to report. One thing that is new is that I've been going to the groomer and getting my nails cut and I am not a happy camper at all when we go! I give him such a hard time because I'm so scared, I think I may be the worst client Gerard has. We always end on a positive note and he's trying to desensitize me, but I just won't give in no matter how nice he is or hard he tries. But my foster Mom says I'm not getting out of it, that I have to go and in time I will learn it's not bad.
My foster parents went to a wedding 2 weekends ago and hired a pet sitter to come and let all the dogs out. Well, I don't care how happy the rest of the dogs were to see Fred, I was having no part of him in any way! He tried coaxing me with treats, sitting on the floor calling me, you name it, he tried it. Apparently, he didn't know just how stubborn I am and I wouldn't go! My foster Mom warned him this was going to happen. On a good note, I was home for a long time and had no accidents. I figured since I wouldn't cooperate, not having an accident was the least I can do for my foster parents. He said he's going to start coming over more regularly to try and help me get over my fear of people. I don't think I like that idea, but we'll see how it goes.
I LOVE the car, I've been going lots of places lately around town and I just curl up and enjoy the ride. I heard that I may go to the dog park this week coming up, but we'll see how that goes. I don't think I'm going to be too comfortable with that, but I'm willing to give it a try. The other dogs tell me it's a lot of fun and I'll be able to run around off my leash, because it's all fenced in.
My foster Mom has worked with me a little on the hidden fence and I'm pretty good when there's no action in the yard. I just hang around and don't do much of anything. But when I see something, I have NO control...I bark, pull and try to chase it as hard as I can. It doesn't matter if it's a chipmunk or the big buck that lives in the woods, I'm all over them as soon as I see anything. My foster Mom doesn't know that I will ever truly be reliable on the hidden fence., but it's too early to tell. She doesn't want to "over do" it, so we've been taking baby-steps.
My foster Mom spends lots of time with me and working with me and she knows I will make a wonderful addition to some lucky family that wants someone like me. I'm just really scared and need a long time to learn to trust people, but each day I make a little progress. Given where I came from, I don't think that's unexpected.
So, I'll try and think of some more news and get back soon!