Dog Days

I'm no Jon Katz, but I do love the pups. We've been trying to find a suitable companion for our gelded giant, Chief, the Labra-horse, but it's been tough. One girl, a chocolate volcano, was a jumpy, nippy baby who saw Chief as little more than a suitable opponent. The constant sparring brought her foster period to a quick halt. Then we got little Chloe Darlin', who is a sweet, dainty Southern miss, but too much puppy for Labra-horse, who has the general swiftness and demeanor of a platypus on Valium.
So Chloe Jo's now doing backflips and pretty sit-stays for a young family.

We're hoping the pup-karma improves. Maybe we've just got a confirmed bachelor on our hands. I don't know.

I do know that the nice people at Orange County Labrador Rescue are possessed of saintly patience, as we work it out. Now, for what I'm sure will be just a nanosecond, they've got not ONE big beefy yellow girl Lab but TWO, coming in from Texas, and of course, I want to foster them both (which is code for: let them in my house until Chief falls in love and we have a cheery blond doggy-troika). Look at their sweet faces while they're on the site and weep from the cute!

::sniffle::