Heather
01-16-2001, 01:35 PM
I have been meaning to write about Lucky, but have not had a chance. I was inspired today by Lanie's note and the Transport request.
I volunteer for DRNA and recently took in a foster from Mass. Our Mass rep, Kim, was kind enough to get him from the shelter, keep him overnight, and transport him half way to Georgette(another DRNA rep) and I the next day.
We had a home lined up for Lucky, but unfortunately it did not work out with that family, so I had Lucky in my spare bedroom...what was I going to do with him? I already had two dachsie's of my own, a surrogate pyrennes, and a cat who was a little piterbed by all the comotion and had started peeing outside her litter box. Fostering was something that I had not intended on doing.
Lucky was shy at first, then after about ten minutes (I just sat on the floor and let him explore) he came over to me, jumped in my lap and started licking me profusely. He was still a little shy to my touch, but it was obvious he was telling me something.
Three weeks later, Lucky is still at my house. He is totaly immersed into our life. This weekend, he will be transported to his forever home, where he will have a dachsie brother to play with. I can't quite put my finger on my emotions. On one hand I am sad - I don't want to see him go, on the other hand, I am happy he will never have to be transported anywhere ever again. His only crime in life was that his previous owners got divorced and neither took him.
Here is my point. Just giving a small fraction of yourself to theses dogs means the world to them. I know Lucky is so grateful for Kim, Georgette, my husband(the hubby for putting up with all this), Hans & Bean (for accepting Lucky into the house) and me. Lucky tells me so everyday. The only one who seems a little ungrateful is the cat!
So, if you can't foster, that's ok. But surely there is something you can do to help out rescue organization. Educating the general public alone is helping. There are so many ways to help.
This experience has taught me so much about my self, my limits, and my capabilities. Yes, it has also tested my patience. Putting three crazy dachsies on leashes at the same time is tough, and waiting for them all to go pee pee in this frigid weather can be trying.
If you or anyone you know is interested in helping out the Dachshund Rescue, please don't hesitate to contact myslef, or visit the website, drna.org.
This note was not intended to be a lure for members, much more simple than that, I wanted to share the experience as it was a golden one. It is funny how such a warm feeling cause so many tears.
Wish me luck on Saturday, I am sure I won't be dry eyed.
I volunteer for DRNA and recently took in a foster from Mass. Our Mass rep, Kim, was kind enough to get him from the shelter, keep him overnight, and transport him half way to Georgette(another DRNA rep) and I the next day.
We had a home lined up for Lucky, but unfortunately it did not work out with that family, so I had Lucky in my spare bedroom...what was I going to do with him? I already had two dachsie's of my own, a surrogate pyrennes, and a cat who was a little piterbed by all the comotion and had started peeing outside her litter box. Fostering was something that I had not intended on doing.
Lucky was shy at first, then after about ten minutes (I just sat on the floor and let him explore) he came over to me, jumped in my lap and started licking me profusely. He was still a little shy to my touch, but it was obvious he was telling me something.
Three weeks later, Lucky is still at my house. He is totaly immersed into our life. This weekend, he will be transported to his forever home, where he will have a dachsie brother to play with. I can't quite put my finger on my emotions. On one hand I am sad - I don't want to see him go, on the other hand, I am happy he will never have to be transported anywhere ever again. His only crime in life was that his previous owners got divorced and neither took him.
Here is my point. Just giving a small fraction of yourself to theses dogs means the world to them. I know Lucky is so grateful for Kim, Georgette, my husband(the hubby for putting up with all this), Hans & Bean (for accepting Lucky into the house) and me. Lucky tells me so everyday. The only one who seems a little ungrateful is the cat!
So, if you can't foster, that's ok. But surely there is something you can do to help out rescue organization. Educating the general public alone is helping. There are so many ways to help.
This experience has taught me so much about my self, my limits, and my capabilities. Yes, it has also tested my patience. Putting three crazy dachsies on leashes at the same time is tough, and waiting for them all to go pee pee in this frigid weather can be trying.
If you or anyone you know is interested in helping out the Dachshund Rescue, please don't hesitate to contact myslef, or visit the website, drna.org.
This note was not intended to be a lure for members, much more simple than that, I wanted to share the experience as it was a golden one. It is funny how such a warm feeling cause so many tears.
Wish me luck on Saturday, I am sure I won't be dry eyed.