Mr Orange has been adopted and other ramblings..

Mr Orange went to his new home on Thursday night. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sad. I'm always sad when a foster leaves me. Can't help getting attached to the twerps no matter how many times I remind myself to maintain an emotional distance from them. It doesn't matter how many have passed through my doors, I've loved them all and it does hurt when they go. It didn't help that Fatfat gave Mr O a few affectionate paternal licks as Mr O's new dad and I talked about old times when we used to work together and caught up over a quick ciggy. Even Mr O's dad felt a little sad about separating them but I assured him that Fatfat does that with all my fosters and he'd be just fine which is true! He's fine.

So my next project is rescuing my friend one-eyed Jack Manfred Sparrow. Why is he always around when I've got my hands full but MIA when I'm foster-free?

Another ongoing project is Cricket the German Shephered mixed breed dog I've been feeding for AGESSSSS now. I think I wrote about her a few weeks ago. She's still scared of me but I've found out that others in the neighborhood have been feeding her and now one of the neighbors has said that if Cricket can be rescued and spayed, he would gladly have her live on his farm outside the city. He happens to have a dog in his home now that looks exactly like Cricket and in fact the first time he saw her, he thought that his own dog had run out the gate. My dad is going to talk to another neighbor across the street about allowing me to catch Cricket in their compound because Cricket sometimes wanders into their yard to play with their dog. If they cooperate with me, and let me know when she's in there, they can close the gate, and I can safely feed her food laced with tranquilizers knowing that she can't wander off and get hit by a car. I could then immediately bring her furry butt to the vet. Let's hope all these things fall into place for Cricket. She's such a sweetie, just scared.

Temporary fosterer & permanent home needed for Cricket

Hey everyone! This is Cricket. She is my latest attempt at dog rescue. Cricket just appeared one day in the tiny, extremely quiet neighborhood that my parents live in. Nothing here but one low-density block of condos and a handful of bungalows. This neighborhood is so small that we know all the animals and pets so its very unusual for a grown dog to just show up one day. Luckily, there is minimal traffic in this neighborhood and its surrounded by jungle. Many places for Cricket to hide and no fast cars to worry about. She's a lovely dog, very sweet temperament with no aggression whatsoever. Big issue though, she's scared of people. I've been feeding her for about two weeks and my parents feed her whenever they see her. She allows me to come close to her now and she recognizes me and knows her name when i call her. When I drive to my parents place to feed her, she's always waiting on the sidewalk and starts drooling at the sight of my car.

Problem is I can't foster her at my parents' place because they live in a 'no pets allowed' condo. Even their cat Grumps and their spayed stray feral MamaCat2 are secrets. The apartment that I live in with Fat Fat, Sparks, Oscar the Grouch, and my foster cats doesn't allow pets either. So, my felines are also secret. I can't foster a full-grown dog in there. I need someone to help me foster her please! But first, I need help getting Cricket to trust me. She has been coming closer to me everyday, but progress is slow and I am afraid she will get sick/pregnant/injured before I get my hands on her. She needs to be spayed, vaccinated. I'd love for her to be tame enough to be adopted. She reminds me of my Molly :( Please advise!

These first three photos were taken about 2 weeks ago, Cricket would not take her eyes off me for even a second. She ate her kibble but watched me warily the entire time although I kept my distance. She stood the entire time she ate, ready to run away at the first sign of danger.

In these last few pictures, you can see that Cricket is just a wee bit more at ease. She's not staring at me and she sits down to eat. I was also a lot nearer to her. I could have reached out and touched her but I'm pretty sure that would totally freak her out. I still have to back off after I set down her food.

Cricket gets along great with other dogs! There's an old dog that lives in a HUGE mansion across the street and they play together everyday. They run around the trees and roll in the leaves. Adorable! I had hoped that the old dog's owners would take Cricket in as well, but that's not happening.