17, 2014 | Boyce AKA Edge
For those of you who were aware, or followed the ongoing saga of Edge's escape from foster care mid-July we
would like to report that he is safely back with us and learning quickly how to accept adoration. Our "wlldish "
dog Lady Rose is, however, leading him astray now and again and together they escape the fence but always return.
He ran away from his foster family the first morning
he was there and actually made his way from the Horseshoe Valley area south to Barrie and his travels took just over a week.
We thank all the people who were out looking for him and for the joy we all felt when he was found at a family's home on hwy
# 27. He was tired and hungry but that is not what stopped him - it was his infatuation with the female dog of the household
and since she was contained by an underground electric fence Edge stayed where she was. Eventually he entered their home and stayed until
we could pick him up. We renamed him Boyce because up north he had always been referred to as Boy so we thought we would start fresh
and begin again with Boyce. He is a wonderful boy who learns quickly and is now part of our pack. It was much easier for him
to accept other dogs than it was people but I understand that attitude completely so we are making great progress.
Fiddle is improving slowly and remains the love of my life. His
adoration makes facing the work of the other twenty-seven dogs we have here easier each morning. His brother Uke arrived a
week ago, also with mange but not nearly as bad as Fiddles is. The two were happy to be reunited and grateful to be in
a home where they are loved and taken care of. Uke is short for ukulele and he has the gaiety of the instrument in his personality.
Victory has healed and is now in foster
care where she can receive the one-on-one attention she so deserves. She is up for adoption and her sweet spunk
will charm everyone she meets.
We have a total
of twenty-four puppies and I am getting to know each and every one of them and waiting for them to tell me their
names. It can be a slow process but if I pay close attention I come to understand them and while often overwhelmed and
exhausted they also inspire and encourage me. Astaire (below) danced right up to me to tell me his name and I must say
he is quite a charmer.
Many dogs and pups are still waiting to come down
and as much as the Spay/Neuter Clinic in Attawapiskat was a huge success the numbers will not slow for quite some time I am
afraid. We are tired and worn but when I think of how the dogs suffer before they come to us I feel ashamed for
wanting a rest or a break that would risk letting them down. I believe they wait for us so while we try to find a better pace
we continue to take those in need. There is an excellent chance I have become "that crazed woman who lives in the
bush with all those dogs" but at least I am not alone. I remain grateful for the dogs I have met and for the introductions
still to come.