Somebody asked. My posse includes Blake and Jake, whelp-mate female and male Norwich Terriers; Guthrie, who came to me as a Canine Companions for Independence service dog puppy-in-training when he was eight weeks old, and then flunked out of his Advanced Training 17 month later and immediately came home with me; TeddyBear, a beautiful young male Golden Retriever I re-homed from a garage-centric environment in Bothell; and Norman, the newest arrival, a young giant (e-Norm-ous) Norwich Terrier (22 lbs. of muscle) adopted from an owner who died suddenly.
And yes, I do foster Goldens for Evergreen Golden Retriever Rescue. For five days, I had overlapping (sorry) dogs with Walter, a slightly anxious 6′ish Golden put out of the house for a reason that Scott Peterson and O.J. Simpson would laugh at. EGRR found Walter a great forever home and he’s probably snoozing on a heating vent right now with his new humans.
If you’re looking for a pet, do yourself and the universe a favor and bring home a pound puppy or a pound kitty. If you’re looking for a specific breed, there are rescue groups that can find you what you want. In most cases, middle-age pets are stable and very grateful for a permanent home. You’ll feel good about it too.
