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March 26, 2008
Meet Fred!
Fred
was found as a lost street dog and never claimed. He now has a
name and microchip and is looking for his forever home.
Fred is outgoing and friendly. He is up to date on his shots.
He was named Fred for his dancing talents. He dances backward
when excited. He likes other dogs and loves to sit on your lap
and be petted. He is about 3 or 4 years old and weighs 10 pounds.
He is heart worm negative and on monthly prevention.
Fred is located in the Houston Texas.
If you are
interested in adoption please fill out our adoption
application. If you would like more information, please contact
Margie.
Keep in mind
that we prefer to place dogs within driving distance of where
they are being fostered. If someone from outside the local area
is approved for adoption, they must be willing to fly in to get
the dog and that can only happen if the dog is stable enough to
travel in the cabin with the passenger.
Fred watching
Animal Planet
March 29, 2008
Update!
Fred has been Adopted!
A QUICK RESCUE
STORY
I had my friend Fred for two weeks and decided to venture to the
family farm. My brother Gary lives there. Gary is a stoic and laconic
farmer. Quiet, conservative to the max. Dogs are used to gather
cattle and guard the farm. Outside. Animals are useful...... so
I was anxious to see how he reacted to Fred. Not exactly his usual
animal. Well we arrived at the farm and my brother answered the
door. Fred immediately assumed Gary loved him as much as he loved
Gary, He wagged his tail, looked up at him, pawed at his leg. Lo
and behold, Gary bent down gently, picked up all 10 pounds of my
ferocious animal, hugged him and introduced himself. Some time later
that evening, I heard talking and this I figured was my farmer brother
talking to Fred and holding him in his lap.
Later that evening we heard a knock at the back door and since no
doors are locked, Gary let in Bobby, a nearby cowboy that helped
Gary on the farm. He made Gary look like a city slicker. Bobby was
tall, red faced from wind and sun, gnarled hands, work boots, and
a loud booming voice from always working outside. Well, once again
Fred pranced up to this large man, and introduced himself in his
own special way. Bobby asked what that was and I told him it was
my new dog. Bobby just looked and wondered. Some minutes later while
sitting in our den, Fred walked over to Bobby and jumped in his
lap. Bobby began petting him, and quietly talking to him. Fred fell
asleep in this big ol'cowboy's lap, contented and trusting. About
45 minutes later Gary walked Bobby to the back door and said goodbye.
He came back into the den and said "good grief! There's a first
time for everything". I said "what do you mean?"
He said Bobby had never come into the house much less sat and talked
for 45 minutes in the last 30 years. I knew it was Fred. Friendly
Fred with his unconditional love and trust. Isn't it marvelous what
our little friends can do.
Marjorie, I cannot begin to thank you for all your help and information.
Most of all for giving me my dear Fred. Not to worry. He will be
loved, adored and taken special care of all his life. I hope to
go and buy my own crates this weekend so you can have yours back.
I will not be able to have Fred's teeth cleaned until school is
our as my vet closes at 5 and will not see new dogs on Saturdays
as he wants to spend an hour with his new friend. I will let you
know when I plan it. Once again thank you so much.
Gwen
June 12, 2008
I thought I would update you on the best dog in the world, FRED!!!!!
He continues to be an everyday delight. No mistakes in the house,
loves his walker (Yes I am still retiring in June; I will be poor
but happy). But Fred is magic. What I say to you is the absolute
truth. Fred has learned commands simply by me saying them once or
twice. He knows sit, stay, sleepy (means time to get on my bed),
he scratches the floor in the kitchen when he needs water, and my
knee when he needs to go out. Every time I have to leave when I
return he gives me feather kisses on my cheek, just a very light
touch of his lips and whiskers on my cheek. He definitely knows
what good dog means, and he knows what I love you means because
he snuggles and smiles. As you can see I deeply appreciate what
you have given to me, and yes I am keeping up with his heart worm
and flea medicine. Thank you so much for my Fred at the Farm story
on the internet. Thanks for Fred; it means more than I can ever
say. Gwen
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