I found him in a dumpster today. After reviewing some security cameras I found out that 2 people abandoned him in a cardboard produce box in the dumpster late last night. I call him Oscar, since I found him in a trash can. After a bath and a good scrub with some flea shampoo, he seems to be generally healthy and okay. He plays fine with my g/f, and was good around the ladies at my office, but he is very skittish around men. If I reach to pick him up, he tucks his tail and cringes away quickly. When I bathed him, he wouldn't move at all, like a statue. He wouldn't even shake the water off like a normal dog until I was a few feet away and my g/f was closer to him than I was. If I had to guess, I'd say he was probably mistreated by a male (I won't refer to anyone who would do that as a man). Tomorrow after work, I'm taking Oscar to the vet for a wellness check and to see if he has a microchip.
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nice dude, our dog was a rescue as well the lowlife scum moved and left her behind so my g/f took her. she was about a year old but thankfully not beaten. congrats to you for not just bringing him to a pound, now only if pez was such a nice guy
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Dude! What a great looking pup! My wife almost cried when she read your post! Congratulations on what looks to be a great new best friend. My wife and I have a saying about our dog: before we got her, we were just a couple. Now, we're a pack. Being in a pack is way, way, better than *not* being in a pack.
I highly recommend taking some training classes, as soon as you can set them up. Start with "puppy school" to get him socialized, and learn the basics. We did that, and one other obedience class with ours, so that we could learn the ropes- it's more about training *you* than the dog......
i second what josh said about classes, meka was never socialized and she does have some issues around other dogs and only until very recently ( age 12) has she strated to tolerate some dogs.
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dude, that's awesome! glad the lil guy found a good home. take good care of him and he'll take good care of you, too.
our dog is a rescue also, but we didn't find him. some friends and i blatantly stole him. he was chained up outside a warehouse with no food or water. after seeing the poor guy get thinner and more desperate over the course of a couple months, we had enough and liberated him one night. eight years later, he's still a lovable lump always on the couch.
I am that nice. Except I'm nice by NOT being a dog owner. It's not the dog I have a problem with. It's picking up the poop. I do not pick up poop. And don't let Joe fool ya, just last week he was saying if the economy really got tight, and he needed a meal, he could always eat Lilo. I think she'd feed at least two for a day. Now he's got enough food to last for a week!
Congratulations on Oscar. He is adorable. The face, the ears, the big eyes - what a cutie!
My boy Skipper was almost a rescue. His owners were preparing to drop him off at the pound because they were moving to Europe, so he moved onto our couch instead. He is a quasi-rescue dog, but he is the one who rescued me. He has rolled in buffalo sh*t at Yellowstone, hidden shoes, broken out of the house on several occasions, shed on every item of clothing I owned and made every day a joy. I hope that Oscar makes your life as happy. Plus I can't wait to see Oscar and Lilo together - talk about the odd couple. Oh - I third the dog training. We got Skip when he was about four and training and socializing him is an ongoing challenge.
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Joe,
We got a dog from the pound that had apparently been abused by a male human (I'm with you on the word "man"); she was only 6 weeks old and was terrified of me. She loved our 3-year-old daughter Naomi, however, and followed her everywhere. Hence, we named her Naomi's Shadow, Shadow for short. It took several months of coaxing, careful petting, watching my tone of voice and all the rest, but ultimately, she became my dog. Went everywhere with me, did everything with me, and loved to play ball. She was my dog for 13 terrific years. When the End came, taking her to the vet for the last time was just about the hardest thing I've ever done. Oscar may be fearful of you right now, but with plenty of love and patience he'll come around, and he'll be one of the best things that ever happened to you. Take it from one who knows
Nice going!
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Pez7378 wrote:I am that nice. Except I'm nice by NOT being a dog owner. It's not the dog I have a problem with. It's picking up the poop. I do not pick up poop. And don't let Joe fool ya, just last week he was saying if the economy really got tight, and he needed a meal, he could always eat Lilo. I think she'd feed at least two for a day. Now he's got enough food to last for a week!
Lilo is barely a snack. Good to know you found an alternate source of food Joe.
A man was walking along the road to Heaven with his dog, when he came upon a winding driveway leading up to the Pearly Gates. He walked up to the gates and was dismayed to see a sign which said "NO DOGS ALLOWED". The man at the gate told him he could come in, but he would have to leave the dog outside the gate. Saddened, he turned back, and walked aways further up the road, when he came to a second set of Pearly Gates. Walking up to the gates, Saint Peter called out "welcome, welcome, mind if I give your dog a pat". "Sure, he'd love it. Whats with the other place back there? Is there two heavens? One with dogs and one without?" "No, no." he said "We just put that up to weed out the folks who would leave their dogs behind."
Sorry Pez
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A guy I work with talked to me today, and was saying he has 2 dogs and 3 cats (and 2 great kids, I've met all of them) and a house with a good size yard, and that if need be he would love to take Oscar in if it didn't work out with me for whatever reason. I thought about it all day at work, and in the end I decided that it would be better for Oscar to have some room to roam and lots of loving people and animals around him during the day than to be stuck in an appt. all day while I'm at work. So my girlfriend and I just got back from dropping him off with his new pack, and he sems to fit in perfectly with them. He looked a little confused when we got up to leave without him, but he will settle in there quickly and I think he will be much happier and better off than he would be with the situation I can currently provide.
Thank you all for your good wishes and kind words. I still have Lilo, and Rajah (G/F's cat), and I'm sure this won't be the last animal we take in.
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Fishstiq wrote: I still have Lilo, and Rajah (G/F's cat), and I'm sure this won't be the last animal we take in.
No doubt with Pez's new girl, he'll be in the doghouse soon enough and will need a place to sleep for the night... keep Oscar's doggie bed around so Pez can crash on it when he needs to.
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Fishstiq wrote: I still have Lilo, and Rajah (G/F's cat), and I'm sure this won't be the last animal we take in.
No doubt with Pez's new girl, he'll be in the doghouse soon enough and will need a place to sleep for the night... keep Oscar's doggie bed around so Pez can crash on it when he needs to.
Pez ain't crashing here!!! Like Pez said, "I don't pick up poop."
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Fishstiq wrote: I still have Lilo, and Rajah (G/F's cat), and I'm sure this won't be the last animal we take in.
No doubt with Pez's new girl, he'll be in the doghouse soon enough and will need a place to sleep for the night... keep Oscar's doggie bed around so Pez can crash on it when he needs to.
Pez ain't crashing here!!! Like Pez said, "I don't pick up poop."
You're complaining about him not being potty-trained Mr. My-condom-cath-came-unhooked-during-the-dive-and-I-wet-myself?
Fishstiq wrote: I still have Lilo, and Rajah (G/F's cat), and I'm sure this won't be the last animal we take in.
No doubt with Pez's new girl, he'll be in the doghouse soon enough and will need a place to sleep for the night... keep Oscar's doggie bed around so Pez can crash on it when he needs to.
Pez ain't crashing here!!! Like Pez said, "I don't pick up poop."
You're complaining about him not being potty-trained Mr. My-condom-cath-came-unhooked-during-the-dive-and-I-wet-myself?
Fishstiq wrote: I still have Lilo, and Rajah (G/F's cat), and I'm sure this won't be the last animal we take in.
No doubt with Pez's new girl, he'll be in the doghouse soon enough and will need a place to sleep for the night... keep Oscar's doggie bed around so Pez can crash on it when he needs to.
Pez ain't crashing here!!! Like Pez said, "I don't pick up poop."
You're complaining about him not being potty-trained Mr. My-condom-cath-came-unhooked-during-the-dive-and-I-wet-myself?
I thought we weren't gonna talk about that? Oh well, it's not like IF that actually happened, Pez would laugh or anything...
Our son Rescued our dog Denali. We have become foster parents until he gets a home where he can have a dog. It will be an interesting day when that time comes and my wife will have to say goodby to our son and keep the dog. Our little Chewi still runs the house.
Life can be short and dives even shorter. Time off work will put it all in perspective.
He's got a sweet face,though, I doubt he'll be a grouch.
