Jasper
I am very happy in my new home. My mom and dad don't even know how old I am anymore. They gave up counting the years. Earlier this summer I picked a fight with the wrong dog when I went to a dog park. I was wounded badly, but my mom and my brother nursed me back to health. Now I'm doing good, and they don't take me to the dog park anymore. That's fine with me - no more bullies.
I love to bark all of the time. I just can't seem to be quiet. I love barking at every single dog that passes when my mom takes me on walks. She's the only one who will walk me anymore because I'm such a pain in the tukas. I can't handle longer walks anymore, so mainly I clean up scraps off the floor because my family tends to drop a lot of food.
Thank you for checking in on me. Love, Jasper Schmitz
[Jasper was adopted in April 2009 when he was 2 years old.] Posted August 2016
Zander
Zander is doing pretty well. His BFF is still around, and he has kitty friends, too. It's amazing how the cats respect Zander. He bumps into things a lot since his memory isn't what it used to be (and he was born blind). But the cats, especially Leo, a wanna-be tough guy who doesn't let anyone disturb him without grumbling, seem to help guide Zander rather than getting upset or running from him. Other than the memory loss, Zander is a healthy boy. And as he has always been, an absolute sweetheart to everyone, always extremely gentle and loving.
Here's a cute picture. I often come home to find Zander in my bed, on my side, and with his head on my pillow. He looks like a person :) -- Christine Rice
[Zander was adopted in March 2003 when he was just a pup at 3 months old.] Posted August 2016
Zander is doing pretty well. His BFF is still around, and he has kitty friends, too. It's amazing how the cats respect Zander. He bumps into things a lot since his memory isn't what it used to be (and he was born blind). But the cats, especially Leo, a wanna-be tough guy who doesn't let anyone disturb him without grumbling, seem to help guide Zander rather than getting upset or running from him. Other than the memory loss, Zander is a healthy boy. And as he has always been, an absolute sweetheart to everyone, always extremely gentle and loving.
Here's a cute picture. I often come home to find Zander in my bed, on my side, and with his head on my pillow. He looks like a person :) -- Christine Rice
[Zander was adopted in March 2003 when he was just a pup at 3 months old.] Posted August 2016
Lucky
Wow - time really flies when you're having fun. Here are my latest adventures with Leila (that's her update right after mine). We asked Dad to take a formal photo of the two of us in our favorite boat doggie poses. Makes us look like we own the place. Leila has decided that the settee (see, even a special word for a couch) is her property. That's all right with me. I've been up there, and it's too hot for me. And, here's a photo of Leila in Dad's chair. That's not her martini, though. She sniffed it once and told me it smelled like paint thinner. Yuck!! Every day about 1600 (boat talk for 4 pm) Dad makes a cocktail to signal that the work day is over. He's cute about his routine - get stuff out of the bar, go down 4 tall steps to the galley, fiddle with the drink stuff, come back upstairs to the bar to get the funny glass, back down to the galley to make the drink, back up to the bar to put the bottles away, back down to the galley to get the glass with the olives and a snack, back up to his chair - to discover that Leila has taken it over. As soon as he starts his routine, she hops up in his chair and watches him. Then, he has to ask her if he can have his chair. She always makes him ask twice. (Personally, I think she has control issues.)
Dad found me a new boat doggie job. It's been so hot and muggy lately that I've been tasked to monitor the heat and humidity as they flow out of the box fan. It's an important job and requires dedication, focus, and perseverance. Sounds just like me. It's clearly a job I can do with my eyes closed. People who don't live on boats just don't appreciate the challenges of maintaining proper climate control on a boat.
Dad had the vet check some crusty spots on my skin. Good news is that the vet said that my skin was healthy. Bad news is that he said Dad needed to brush out all the undercoat. So, Dad has been brushing me several times a week which isn't a bad experience at all. However, I'm getting really threadbare. First my tail gets bald and now the rest of me is barely covered. I told Dad that I'm on my way to becoming a rare hairless Sheltie- except for my head and legs. I'll look like I got a really bad poodle cut. The vet looked at me again and tells us that my skin is healthy and my thyroid count is right in the middle of the therapeutic range. So Dad says that if my undercoat doesn't come in this winter, he'll make me a sweater. I think I would like an argyle or Scottish tartan. He says he will use my life jacket as a pattern since it fits me well. -- Love from Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8 years old.] Posted August 2016
Wow - time really flies when you're having fun. Here are my latest adventures with Leila (that's her update right after mine). We asked Dad to take a formal photo of the two of us in our favorite boat doggie poses. Makes us look like we own the place. Leila has decided that the settee (see, even a special word for a couch) is her property. That's all right with me. I've been up there, and it's too hot for me. And, here's a photo of Leila in Dad's chair. That's not her martini, though. She sniffed it once and told me it smelled like paint thinner. Yuck!! Every day about 1600 (boat talk for 4 pm) Dad makes a cocktail to signal that the work day is over. He's cute about his routine - get stuff out of the bar, go down 4 tall steps to the galley, fiddle with the drink stuff, come back upstairs to the bar to get the funny glass, back down to the galley to make the drink, back up to the bar to put the bottles away, back down to the galley to get the glass with the olives and a snack, back up to his chair - to discover that Leila has taken it over. As soon as he starts his routine, she hops up in his chair and watches him. Then, he has to ask her if he can have his chair. She always makes him ask twice. (Personally, I think she has control issues.)
Dad found me a new boat doggie job. It's been so hot and muggy lately that I've been tasked to monitor the heat and humidity as they flow out of the box fan. It's an important job and requires dedication, focus, and perseverance. Sounds just like me. It's clearly a job I can do with my eyes closed. People who don't live on boats just don't appreciate the challenges of maintaining proper climate control on a boat.
Dad had the vet check some crusty spots on my skin. Good news is that the vet said that my skin was healthy. Bad news is that he said Dad needed to brush out all the undercoat. So, Dad has been brushing me several times a week which isn't a bad experience at all. However, I'm getting really threadbare. First my tail gets bald and now the rest of me is barely covered. I told Dad that I'm on my way to becoming a rare hairless Sheltie- except for my head and legs. I'll look like I got a really bad poodle cut. The vet looked at me again and tells us that my skin is healthy and my thyroid count is right in the middle of the therapeutic range. So Dad says that if my undercoat doesn't come in this winter, he'll make me a sweater. I think I would like an argyle or Scottish tartan. He says he will use my life jacket as a pattern since it fits me well. -- Love from Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8 years old.] Posted August 2016
Leila
Mom said you wanted to hear a little something from me! Lucky and I are doing very well! We have such a comfortable routine here. We wake up around 6:30 if I'm being good and let Mom sleep in a little. We go for a morning walk and then we come back for breakfast. At 11 we get a snack and then we get another walk. Our snack is just our regular food just a much smaller amount. We get our dinner at 5, though we start asking for it at around 3! Mom keeps telling us "it's not time yet" and "be patient." After we eat at 5, we go for a much longer walk to the little park at the end of the marina. I love this time because I get to sniff and sniff!
When we go to bed at night around 9, I start out sleeping with Mom and Dad. Then I get too warm and jump down to my little bed on the floor right by Mom's side of the bed. Then later on, I get to missing Mom and I go back up to sleep with her again. I do this several times until it's almost morning. Then I decide it's time to "trim " my toe nails and this usually will wake Mom up in a flash! I get a kick out of doing that!
That's about all I have for you. Mom bought me a pink gingham harness, and I feel so cute in it! When she takes it off to run it through the washer, I miss it so. I feel naked! -- Leila Speed
[Leila was adopted in November 2007 when she was 2 years old.] Posted July 2016
Mom said you wanted to hear a little something from me! Lucky and I are doing very well! We have such a comfortable routine here. We wake up around 6:30 if I'm being good and let Mom sleep in a little. We go for a morning walk and then we come back for breakfast. At 11 we get a snack and then we get another walk. Our snack is just our regular food just a much smaller amount. We get our dinner at 5, though we start asking for it at around 3! Mom keeps telling us "it's not time yet" and "be patient." After we eat at 5, we go for a much longer walk to the little park at the end of the marina. I love this time because I get to sniff and sniff!
When we go to bed at night around 9, I start out sleeping with Mom and Dad. Then I get too warm and jump down to my little bed on the floor right by Mom's side of the bed. Then later on, I get to missing Mom and I go back up to sleep with her again. I do this several times until it's almost morning. Then I decide it's time to "trim " my toe nails and this usually will wake Mom up in a flash! I get a kick out of doing that!
That's about all I have for you. Mom bought me a pink gingham harness, and I feel so cute in it! When she takes it off to run it through the washer, I miss it so. I feel naked! -- Leila Speed
[Leila was adopted in November 2007 when she was 2 years old.] Posted July 2016
Tina
Tina and Teddy are doing great. Blood work is fantastic, and they walk with us a mile and a half each day. You wouldn’t know she’s 12. Teddy is still very shy and scared of new situations. When we’re walking, if he sees something “scary”, he’ll stop. If Tina walks past it first, he follows right along. That little old lady is still alpha. Tina is very food motivated and will walk right up onto someone’s porch if she sees them eating. I’m sure they think I must never feed her. Many of the folks at our condo keep a box of dog biscuits on hand because they know she’s coming. Here's a picture of Tina and one of them both sharing a bed at home with the cat - all black! Thanks for all the good work you do. -- Ann Sladki
[Tina was adopted in March 2007 when she was 4 years old.] Posted July 2016
Tina and Teddy are doing great. Blood work is fantastic, and they walk with us a mile and a half each day. You wouldn’t know she’s 12. Teddy is still very shy and scared of new situations. When we’re walking, if he sees something “scary”, he’ll stop. If Tina walks past it first, he follows right along. That little old lady is still alpha. Tina is very food motivated and will walk right up onto someone’s porch if she sees them eating. I’m sure they think I must never feed her. Many of the folks at our condo keep a box of dog biscuits on hand because they know she’s coming. Here's a picture of Tina and one of them both sharing a bed at home with the cat - all black! Thanks for all the good work you do. -- Ann Sladki
[Tina was adopted in March 2007 when she was 4 years old.] Posted July 2016
Kippy
Kippy will be 15 1/2 next month. She is visiting the vet for her spa bath this weekend, and will come home Monday. Feeding is a challenge now, but so far she's keeping her weight up. This morning she ate a good portion of a freshly cooked chicken breast. She can always be counted on to enjoy a crunchy treat. She still enjoys short walks and is in generally good spirits. And now, a word from the grand old lady ...
Hi, NVSR friends! I'm still kickin' and running up and down the backyard fence bickering with Jane, the neighbor dog. Sometimes Jane comes over and we sit together. I enjoy napping best of all. My favorite spot is in the guest bathroom, and when we have company, Mommy just tells everybody to step around me. She has a sign in the bathroom that says, "Please don't dry your hands on the dog." Here's a picture of me out in the back yard. I think I look nice. Love, Kippy Carder
[Kippy was adopted in September 2007 when she was 6 years old.] Posted July 2016
Kippy will be 15 1/2 next month. She is visiting the vet for her spa bath this weekend, and will come home Monday. Feeding is a challenge now, but so far she's keeping her weight up. This morning she ate a good portion of a freshly cooked chicken breast. She can always be counted on to enjoy a crunchy treat. She still enjoys short walks and is in generally good spirits. And now, a word from the grand old lady ...
Hi, NVSR friends! I'm still kickin' and running up and down the backyard fence bickering with Jane, the neighbor dog. Sometimes Jane comes over and we sit together. I enjoy napping best of all. My favorite spot is in the guest bathroom, and when we have company, Mommy just tells everybody to step around me. She has a sign in the bathroom that says, "Please don't dry your hands on the dog." Here's a picture of me out in the back yard. I think I look nice. Love, Kippy Carder
[Kippy was adopted in September 2007 when she was 6 years old.] Posted July 2016
Harry & Sam
We are happy to tell you all that Harry and Sam are doing really well! They turned nine years old this past January & February and are healthy and frisky. "The boys," as we refer to them, just had their annual checkup. Their good friend, Dr. Thonsen, at the East Meadow Animal Hospital says it's always a pleasure to see "the boys," as they are in good health and playful and happy. Harry & Sam also got their teeth cleaned in June as we know that their dental health plays an important role in their overall health.
They do spend many hours snoozing but still enjoy chasing the squirrels in the backyard as well as chasing each other around the house in a game of Sheltie tag. They've adjusted to our 3-year-old granddaughter Emily and all the time she spends at our house. Harry tolerates her affection but Sam has become her constant companion and follows her around. His favorite spot is under her high chair during meals!
With a lot of stress in our lives as we care for our aging parents, Harry & Sam have shown themselves to be the best "stress busters." The greeting they give us and the love and devotion they show us makes even the worst day better. Rescuing Harry & Sam was the best thing we have done. Most days I think they rescued us!
Our regards to all at NVSR, Patti, Howard, Harry & Sam Balbi
[Harry & Sam were adopted in October 2007 when they were 6 months old.] Posted July 2016
We are happy to tell you all that Harry and Sam are doing really well! They turned nine years old this past January & February and are healthy and frisky. "The boys," as we refer to them, just had their annual checkup. Their good friend, Dr. Thonsen, at the East Meadow Animal Hospital says it's always a pleasure to see "the boys," as they are in good health and playful and happy. Harry & Sam also got their teeth cleaned in June as we know that their dental health plays an important role in their overall health.
They do spend many hours snoozing but still enjoy chasing the squirrels in the backyard as well as chasing each other around the house in a game of Sheltie tag. They've adjusted to our 3-year-old granddaughter Emily and all the time she spends at our house. Harry tolerates her affection but Sam has become her constant companion and follows her around. His favorite spot is under her high chair during meals!
With a lot of stress in our lives as we care for our aging parents, Harry & Sam have shown themselves to be the best "stress busters." The greeting they give us and the love and devotion they show us makes even the worst day better. Rescuing Harry & Sam was the best thing we have done. Most days I think they rescued us!
Our regards to all at NVSR, Patti, Howard, Harry & Sam Balbi
[Harry & Sam were adopted in October 2007 when they were 6 months old.] Posted July 2016
Cane
I'm fine but this hot weather is not for Shelties. I'm waiting for the snow to return - yummy snow. I like to eat it! I'm always ready for a cool (A/C on, of course!) car ride to visit our friends. They all seem to have those funny looking dogs that people call cats. But cats are nice.
Here's a picture of me waiting for the July 4th holiday. -- Cane Lindsey
[Cane was adopted in June 2015 when he was 10 years old.] Posted July 2016
I'm fine but this hot weather is not for Shelties. I'm waiting for the snow to return - yummy snow. I like to eat it! I'm always ready for a cool (A/C on, of course!) car ride to visit our friends. They all seem to have those funny looking dogs that people call cats. But cats are nice.
Here's a picture of me waiting for the July 4th holiday. -- Cane Lindsey
[Cane was adopted in June 2015 when he was 10 years old.] Posted July 2016
Blue
Blue just turned 11! And he's doing fine. He's still a very "chill" dog, but all of his neurosis are gone (except he's still fearful of energetic dogs). He does all the normal "dog" things now, like protects the house and me. (Can't go to the bathroom alone.) He's bonded with my husband, and they have spent a lot of time together hiking in the woods. He begs for food at the table! And since he's mostly deaf now, he will lie right up against the kitchen door to the garage, so he won't miss us coming home. (He's so smart!) And as always, he's quite a cuddler on the couch with me. He still has seizures, but no more than before. He is not on medication yet. Hopefully he won't ever have to be.
Blue has really made our life happy, and even though he is 77 in dog years, he ALWAYS gets compliments on his beauty when we go for our daily morning walks. He's the Harrison Ford/Sean Connery of the dog world.
Best to all, Sally Kinka
[Blue was adopted in December 2007 when he was 2 years old.] Posted July 2016
Blue just turned 11! And he's doing fine. He's still a very "chill" dog, but all of his neurosis are gone (except he's still fearful of energetic dogs). He does all the normal "dog" things now, like protects the house and me. (Can't go to the bathroom alone.) He's bonded with my husband, and they have spent a lot of time together hiking in the woods. He begs for food at the table! And since he's mostly deaf now, he will lie right up against the kitchen door to the garage, so he won't miss us coming home. (He's so smart!) And as always, he's quite a cuddler on the couch with me. He still has seizures, but no more than before. He is not on medication yet. Hopefully he won't ever have to be.
Blue has really made our life happy, and even though he is 77 in dog years, he ALWAYS gets compliments on his beauty when we go for our daily morning walks. He's the Harrison Ford/Sean Connery of the dog world.
Best to all, Sally Kinka
[Blue was adopted in December 2007 when he was 2 years old.] Posted July 2016
Maisey
Maisey's mom here. None of us can believe Maisey has been with us so long. Sometimes it's like Maisey had been here forever and other times it's like she's just arrived. Maisey's been either settling in that much more, or just has decided to change her ways a bit from a year ago. She's become very vocal when it's time for a meal. She's also very vocal when it comes to being let back into the house.
She's our sassy-pants girl. Maisey is very, very spry and runs up and down the stairs to and from bed and outside along the fence when our neighbor walks by with his dogs. It's hard to believe she is as old as she is and is so youthful and full of pep. Maisey is on four medications to help her with her heart problem and to alleviate coughing stemming from the condition. However, she's lively and nothing slows her down. She gets along well with the others and still likes to play.
Here are photos including one when she was riding home with us for the very first time. All the other NVSR dogs, Luke (aka Lucas) and Gracie (aka Baby) are well also.
Time has flown! Take care and please say hello to everyone for us, especially for Maisey. -- Ursula Stearns
[Maisey was adopted in April 2005 when she was 11 years young.] Posted July 2016
Maisey's mom here. None of us can believe Maisey has been with us so long. Sometimes it's like Maisey had been here forever and other times it's like she's just arrived. Maisey's been either settling in that much more, or just has decided to change her ways a bit from a year ago. She's become very vocal when it's time for a meal. She's also very vocal when it comes to being let back into the house.
She's our sassy-pants girl. Maisey is very, very spry and runs up and down the stairs to and from bed and outside along the fence when our neighbor walks by with his dogs. It's hard to believe she is as old as she is and is so youthful and full of pep. Maisey is on four medications to help her with her heart problem and to alleviate coughing stemming from the condition. However, she's lively and nothing slows her down. She gets along well with the others and still likes to play.
Here are photos including one when she was riding home with us for the very first time. All the other NVSR dogs, Luke (aka Lucas) and Gracie (aka Baby) are well also.
Time has flown! Take care and please say hello to everyone for us, especially for Maisey. -- Ursula Stearns
[Maisey was adopted in April 2005 when she was 11 years young.] Posted July 2016
Happy
Happy is still the best dog ever!
He is getting older and wiser. He is blind in one eye - the doctor thinks it may be from an injury when he was young. Sometimes he wants to be carried up the stairs, but if there is something he really wants, he gets there on his own. Basically he has us all wrapped around his paws. -- Kathy Roadarmel
[Happy was adopted in July 2005 when he was 2 years old.] Posted July 2016
This is me (R) with my good friend, Ruby.
Maggie
My Dear Friends, This is Little Maggie, remember me? I want to send special love to My Foster Mom, Lisa, who gave me so much love. I learned so much from her and her “furbabies,” and I enjoyed playing with them. She gave me many cuddles when I needed them. I’ve happily adjusted to my new forever home and my 12 year old big sister, Ruby. We enjoy spending time together, taking naps, and I’m teaching her to play with our toys (especially the ones with treats in them). I have my very own place to nap on a quilt in the living room surrounded by my toys. Ruby is pretty easy going. I’m not, but we enjoy playing together.
Going for walks is our favorite. We walk down by the water on the boardwalk and around the neighborhood. We get lots of “Oohs and Ahs” and make friends with humans and other dogs along the way. I have eight fur-cousins who live nearby. One, Bobby (a Bichon), has a crush on me!
Mom and Dad like to hold me, and we gently rock in our swing on the front porch. Mom likes to sit with me in her recliner and we both fall asleep. And the best, they let me sleep with them! I have my own bed but I prefer to share theirs. After Ruby and I do our “business” in the yard early in the morning, we jump back into bed with Mom. That’s fun and I get more sleep. I really enjoy lying in the kitchen when Mom (and Dad, rarely) is cooking - is it because I love her or am I hoping she’ll drop some food?
Thank you all for taking care of me and finding me a forever home. I love it and my Mom and Dad. Little Maggie Keeney
[Maggie was adopted in January 2016 when she was 2 years old.] Posted April 2016
My Dear Friends, This is Little Maggie, remember me? I want to send special love to My Foster Mom, Lisa, who gave me so much love. I learned so much from her and her “furbabies,” and I enjoyed playing with them. She gave me many cuddles when I needed them. I’ve happily adjusted to my new forever home and my 12 year old big sister, Ruby. We enjoy spending time together, taking naps, and I’m teaching her to play with our toys (especially the ones with treats in them). I have my very own place to nap on a quilt in the living room surrounded by my toys. Ruby is pretty easy going. I’m not, but we enjoy playing together.
Going for walks is our favorite. We walk down by the water on the boardwalk and around the neighborhood. We get lots of “Oohs and Ahs” and make friends with humans and other dogs along the way. I have eight fur-cousins who live nearby. One, Bobby (a Bichon), has a crush on me!
Mom and Dad like to hold me, and we gently rock in our swing on the front porch. Mom likes to sit with me in her recliner and we both fall asleep. And the best, they let me sleep with them! I have my own bed but I prefer to share theirs. After Ruby and I do our “business” in the yard early in the morning, we jump back into bed with Mom. That’s fun and I get more sleep. I really enjoy lying in the kitchen when Mom (and Dad, rarely) is cooking - is it because I love her or am I hoping she’ll drop some food?
Thank you all for taking care of me and finding me a forever home. I love it and my Mom and Dad. Little Maggie Keeney
[Maggie was adopted in January 2016 when she was 2 years old.] Posted April 2016
Brody
My person tells me I am the best dog ever and she is so happy I chose to live with her. I spend all my days with her and "stay close." She does all sorts of silly things, but I go along with her and try to help out. I shop at lots of stores and at others I wait in the car to guard it. I also guard the truck for her while she's riding her horses. They are very big critters, but I get along well with them. We go for lots of walks and play in the woods almost every day. One of my favorite things is to go to Aunt Tuck's house (she was my foster mom) and play. Yesterday we went with Aunt Tuck, Hamish, Angus, and Iona (they are Shelties, too) to walk along the river and chase sticks in the water.
There are two cats in my house. I try to play with one of them, but I am always respectful. I know to watch out for those claws! My person says we are going camping with the horses this weekend. She says I'll have fun, get to sleep on the couch in the camper, and sing around the campfire. I sing most every day and tell stories to anyone who wants to listen. I have been asked to sing "Happy Birthday" on the phone and they tell me, "It's just beautiful."
I graduated from obedience class! One of the other persons in our class said I was "an overachiever." I really was very, very good! The teacher said I am very smart and would do well in agility classes. Aunt Tuck took my person and me to a building with lots of agility equipment and we got to try it out. It was great fun - we did tunnels, poles, and a huge ramp.
Thank you for finding me a new home. Here are some photos of me having fun. It's hard to find a free moment between chasing frisbees, being groomed, and all my jobs! Love, Brody O'Baugh
[Brody was adopted in November 2015 when he was 6 years old.] Posted April 2016
My person tells me I am the best dog ever and she is so happy I chose to live with her. I spend all my days with her and "stay close." She does all sorts of silly things, but I go along with her and try to help out. I shop at lots of stores and at others I wait in the car to guard it. I also guard the truck for her while she's riding her horses. They are very big critters, but I get along well with them. We go for lots of walks and play in the woods almost every day. One of my favorite things is to go to Aunt Tuck's house (she was my foster mom) and play. Yesterday we went with Aunt Tuck, Hamish, Angus, and Iona (they are Shelties, too) to walk along the river and chase sticks in the water.
There are two cats in my house. I try to play with one of them, but I am always respectful. I know to watch out for those claws! My person says we are going camping with the horses this weekend. She says I'll have fun, get to sleep on the couch in the camper, and sing around the campfire. I sing most every day and tell stories to anyone who wants to listen. I have been asked to sing "Happy Birthday" on the phone and they tell me, "It's just beautiful."
I graduated from obedience class! One of the other persons in our class said I was "an overachiever." I really was very, very good! The teacher said I am very smart and would do well in agility classes. Aunt Tuck took my person and me to a building with lots of agility equipment and we got to try it out. It was great fun - we did tunnels, poles, and a huge ramp.
Thank you for finding me a new home. Here are some photos of me having fun. It's hard to find a free moment between chasing frisbees, being groomed, and all my jobs! Love, Brody O'Baugh
[Brody was adopted in November 2015 when he was 6 years old.] Posted April 2016
Fergus
Fergus is doing great!! We have worked really really hard to correct his behavior issues, and we are on the right track! He is now in the novice class at Four Paws Inn and is doing extremely well! He goes there a few times for day care, and he loves the interaction with all the other dogs - he comes home exhausted! An in-home trainer has also helped Fergus. She is tremendous and has given us some wonderful exercises to help Fergus to have self-control. He still has a ways to go before he has free roam of the house, but he has come a long way in the last month! As soon as he is done with the novice class we will go straight into agility training - I think he will love it!
Fergus is my buddy - it would have been easy to give up on him, but the longer we have him the more he is coming out of his shell and becoming a great family pet!! -- the Beckers
[Fergus was adopted in December 2015 when he was 8 months old.] Posted April 2016
Fergus is doing great!! We have worked really really hard to correct his behavior issues, and we are on the right track! He is now in the novice class at Four Paws Inn and is doing extremely well! He goes there a few times for day care, and he loves the interaction with all the other dogs - he comes home exhausted! An in-home trainer has also helped Fergus. She is tremendous and has given us some wonderful exercises to help Fergus to have self-control. He still has a ways to go before he has free roam of the house, but he has come a long way in the last month! As soon as he is done with the novice class we will go straight into agility training - I think he will love it!
Fergus is my buddy - it would have been easy to give up on him, but the longer we have him the more he is coming out of his shell and becoming a great family pet!! -- the Beckers
[Fergus was adopted in December 2015 when he was 8 months old.] Posted April 2016
Katie
I am so spoiled and happy in my new home. I love my daily walks, chasing squirrels, and napping on the family room sofa. I have two feline brothers and we have become friends, actually we just ignore each other. Whenever I go out, I love rolling around on my back in the grass. At night I get to sleep in my very own bed next to my mom's bed. I have become very protective and make sure I bark long and loud whenever the doorbell rings. I want all to know that I am protecting my family. I have gained two pounds, which my vet says I needed to do. I could easily gain more but my mom makes sure all food items are secure so I can't get to them. It didn't take her long to discover that I can push chairs out from under tables and am very good at finding any food within my reach. I am looking forward to spending my golden years in my new home (BTW...I am the same age as my mom!). - Katie Spotts
[Katie was adopted in November 2015 when she was 9 years old.]
Posted April 2016
I am so spoiled and happy in my new home. I love my daily walks, chasing squirrels, and napping on the family room sofa. I have two feline brothers and we have become friends, actually we just ignore each other. Whenever I go out, I love rolling around on my back in the grass. At night I get to sleep in my very own bed next to my mom's bed. I have become very protective and make sure I bark long and loud whenever the doorbell rings. I want all to know that I am protecting my family. I have gained two pounds, which my vet says I needed to do. I could easily gain more but my mom makes sure all food items are secure so I can't get to them. It didn't take her long to discover that I can push chairs out from under tables and am very good at finding any food within my reach. I am looking forward to spending my golden years in my new home (BTW...I am the same age as my mom!). - Katie Spotts
[Katie was adopted in November 2015 when she was 9 years old.]
Posted April 2016
Ben
I have been extremely busy here in my winter home in Arizona. My Mom works from home and I have to help her. And of course I have my regular job of tearing up new toys and sitting with my sister cat Hallie. She never leaves me alone… See our picture. Please note I have shiny white teeth from my recent teeth cleaning.
I have to get after my Dad to take me for walks out here, so I stare at him every morning. And then after dinner I stare at my Mom. They know the routine. There are a lot of dogs here, so I misbehave often when I am on my walks, as I tell all of the dogs what I think.
We will be heading home to Virginia soon in my home on wheels. Then when I walk with Dad in the morning we see deer, squirrels, and fox. In the evening Mom and I walk to the water to see if there are any boats on the river. We wave at all our neighbors, and sometimes they stop their cars to tell me how good looking I am. Of course I already know that.
Well, I have to help Mom now. Have a good summer. Love, (Big) Ben
[Ben was adopted in September 2012 when he was 3 years old.] Posted April 2016
I have been extremely busy here in my winter home in Arizona. My Mom works from home and I have to help her. And of course I have my regular job of tearing up new toys and sitting with my sister cat Hallie. She never leaves me alone… See our picture. Please note I have shiny white teeth from my recent teeth cleaning.
I have to get after my Dad to take me for walks out here, so I stare at him every morning. And then after dinner I stare at my Mom. They know the routine. There are a lot of dogs here, so I misbehave often when I am on my walks, as I tell all of the dogs what I think.
We will be heading home to Virginia soon in my home on wheels. Then when I walk with Dad in the morning we see deer, squirrels, and fox. In the evening Mom and I walk to the water to see if there are any boats on the river. We wave at all our neighbors, and sometimes they stop their cars to tell me how good looking I am. Of course I already know that.
Well, I have to help Mom now. Have a good summer. Love, (Big) Ben
[Ben was adopted in September 2012 when he was 3 years old.] Posted April 2016
Sparky
I've been here on the farm for just over a year, and of the four homes I've had in my short life, this one is the keeper. Here, the energy that cost me my first three homes can be spent playing with my three Sheltie siblings and keeping an eye on our full time human employee. I watch his every move, every second of every day, wherever he goes and whatever he's doing. For some reason, he's taken to closing the door to the room with the big white water bowl that I can't quite reach. Something about "one second of privacy if you don't mind"......whatever.
I used to love, I mean LOVE chasing the donkeys around here, but then one day they turned on me and got all serious. Really.....no sense of humor whatsoever. If I hadn't ducked under the gate that last time, it could have been bad. Even the goats get testy after a while. The big brown one has a Sheltie-sized rack of horns on him that looks very troubling, and he got his sense of play at the same place where the donkeys got theirs. Fine.....their loss.
Dad thinks I'm the smartest dog he's ever had. Amazing how easily entertained the guy is. I lie down, sit up, jump through a hula hoop, and the guy goes nuts. Poor soul.....you see why I keep such close watch on him, don't you? As if this were not enough, the man is a sucker for a little snuggling. Ten minutes on the couch and he's in heaven. People are so easy if you know how to handle them.
Here's a photo that I had Dad take during one of our training sessions. I'm on the left and my brother, Chip, is on the right. Yes, we have regular training sessions. So far Dad has learned to hold a hula hoop, throw treats, and take photos. The guy shows tremendous promise! I'll keep working on him. Who knows how far we can go together.
So, in a nutshell, I am happy. I seem to give a lot of happiness to my family and I will never, ever get a donkey of my own....I swear!
With love, Sparky Marlette
[Lucky little Sparky was adopted in February 2015 when he was barely one year old. Imagine ... four homes in one year!] Posted April 2016
I've been here on the farm for just over a year, and of the four homes I've had in my short life, this one is the keeper. Here, the energy that cost me my first three homes can be spent playing with my three Sheltie siblings and keeping an eye on our full time human employee. I watch his every move, every second of every day, wherever he goes and whatever he's doing. For some reason, he's taken to closing the door to the room with the big white water bowl that I can't quite reach. Something about "one second of privacy if you don't mind"......whatever.
I used to love, I mean LOVE chasing the donkeys around here, but then one day they turned on me and got all serious. Really.....no sense of humor whatsoever. If I hadn't ducked under the gate that last time, it could have been bad. Even the goats get testy after a while. The big brown one has a Sheltie-sized rack of horns on him that looks very troubling, and he got his sense of play at the same place where the donkeys got theirs. Fine.....their loss.
Dad thinks I'm the smartest dog he's ever had. Amazing how easily entertained the guy is. I lie down, sit up, jump through a hula hoop, and the guy goes nuts. Poor soul.....you see why I keep such close watch on him, don't you? As if this were not enough, the man is a sucker for a little snuggling. Ten minutes on the couch and he's in heaven. People are so easy if you know how to handle them.
Here's a photo that I had Dad take during one of our training sessions. I'm on the left and my brother, Chip, is on the right. Yes, we have regular training sessions. So far Dad has learned to hold a hula hoop, throw treats, and take photos. The guy shows tremendous promise! I'll keep working on him. Who knows how far we can go together.
So, in a nutshell, I am happy. I seem to give a lot of happiness to my family and I will never, ever get a donkey of my own....I swear!
With love, Sparky Marlette
[Lucky little Sparky was adopted in February 2015 when he was barely one year old. Imagine ... four homes in one year!] Posted April 2016
Cody
Hello, NVSR friends! I am doing very well, happy and content living with my parents who lovingly take care of me. At the time my family adopted me, I was listed as 13 years of age with unknown birth date, so am not sure if I am 14 now or still a young 13! (Who cares??) I have a cardiac condition and am on three different medications which I take religiously. I feel good and healthy, happily romping around with my sister Sumi (NVSR 2012 alumna), who is sweet but pesky at times.
We have been down here in Florida since October (my parents do not like snow and cold) and will be headed back to Virginia in May hoping it will be warmer! My lazy days are spent mostly indoors because of my health, as my parents are cautious about too much exercise, but I get enough running around, playing fetch and chasing Sumi in our fenced yard. When we get back up north, I am going to see the cardiologist to get my check up and med refills!
My mom has no need for an alarm clock (to her chagrin), as I start barking at 5:30 AM wanting my breakfast and my pills! I am on a strict low salt diet, and I get carrots and string beans plus pumpkin purée which I love! All in all, life is good and couldn't be any happier as I am spoiled and very much loved!
Thanks to all of you kind folks at NVSR for making it possible for me to be where I am! Hoping to see you all at the picnic in September!
With a very grateful heart, Cody Duffy
[Cody was adopted in August 2015, one of our adorable seniors, who also need "furever" homes.] Posted April 2016
Hello, NVSR friends! I am doing very well, happy and content living with my parents who lovingly take care of me. At the time my family adopted me, I was listed as 13 years of age with unknown birth date, so am not sure if I am 14 now or still a young 13! (Who cares??) I have a cardiac condition and am on three different medications which I take religiously. I feel good and healthy, happily romping around with my sister Sumi (NVSR 2012 alumna), who is sweet but pesky at times.
We have been down here in Florida since October (my parents do not like snow and cold) and will be headed back to Virginia in May hoping it will be warmer! My lazy days are spent mostly indoors because of my health, as my parents are cautious about too much exercise, but I get enough running around, playing fetch and chasing Sumi in our fenced yard. When we get back up north, I am going to see the cardiologist to get my check up and med refills!
My mom has no need for an alarm clock (to her chagrin), as I start barking at 5:30 AM wanting my breakfast and my pills! I am on a strict low salt diet, and I get carrots and string beans plus pumpkin purée which I love! All in all, life is good and couldn't be any happier as I am spoiled and very much loved!
Thanks to all of you kind folks at NVSR for making it possible for me to be where I am! Hoping to see you all at the picnic in September!
With a very grateful heart, Cody Duffy
[Cody was adopted in August 2015, one of our adorable seniors, who also need "furever" homes.] Posted April 2016
Here I am in my favorite chair waiting for Dad to join me AND here's my new yard in Florida, hot tub and everything!!
Romeo
Dad and I were perusing NVSR’s pretty “Happy Tails” page the other day. He looked at me, I looked at him, and we decided to write in. I'm sure you remember that I was “Mr. February” in the 2009 NVSR Calendar. I asked Dad why I was “Mr. February” instead of “Mr. Another Month,” and he explained it was because my name is Romeo and Valentine’s Day is in February. I must admit that I was really handsome back then, and I'm also a lover.
Fast forward a few years ... I’m still a handsome boy even though I’ll be 12 years old next month and have a few gray hairs around my muzzle. And I am still a lover. I love to lie across Dad's lap while he tries to type on his computer. I am the REAL laptop, not his darn computer!
In 2014 we moved to South Florida from DC, and I really like it here. We have a nice big yard, and I enjoy playing outside with Dad unless I see a cat. I almost caught one! I don’t mind the squirrels (my canine friends get so uptight about them), but I REALLY don’t like cats. Holly, the cute little terrier next door, barks a lot when she sees a squirrel, and I help her out until Dad calls me back inside. I can't stay in the yard by myself because he doesn’t trust me not to get into something. He’s right – I confess I’ve always liked to explore.
Recently, I had a little health scare. Dad was really worried about me although I told him I was fine. After he took me 4 times (four!) to 3 different vets (three!), he found out that I had suffered a small stroke. Gosh, going to the vet is much worse than having a stroke. I’m a little slower these days, but Dad says I am fine even if I can’t jump into the car like I used to. Dad’s getting older and slower, too. I plan to milk this for all it’s worth so I can get extra cookies.
Sometimes we go for a road trip. I LOVE road trips! We drive from Florida to our country place in West Virginia called the Double T Farm. I really like it there. Dad lets me run in the field where I chase the deer and wild turkeys away. Dad tells me I’m doing a good job, but he warns me about an animal that looks like a cat, but is black with a big white stripe. He says they don’t smell good and are meaner than a cat. I can't imagine an animal meaner than a cat, so I’m not sure I believe him. So far, I haven't met one.
Life is good, and I plan to keep on protecting us from cats, deer, turkeys, UPS trucks, garbage trucks, and other evil things for a lot longer. I’m sending a big note of thanks to Aunt Martha and all the good humans at NVSR who brought me and Dad together. -- Romeo Wheat
[Romeo was adopted in September 2007 when he was 3 years old. He came in to NVSR with his canine friend, Juliet, who was adopted by another family. Juliet passed away in May 2015.] Posted March 2016
Dad and I were perusing NVSR’s pretty “Happy Tails” page the other day. He looked at me, I looked at him, and we decided to write in. I'm sure you remember that I was “Mr. February” in the 2009 NVSR Calendar. I asked Dad why I was “Mr. February” instead of “Mr. Another Month,” and he explained it was because my name is Romeo and Valentine’s Day is in February. I must admit that I was really handsome back then, and I'm also a lover.
Fast forward a few years ... I’m still a handsome boy even though I’ll be 12 years old next month and have a few gray hairs around my muzzle. And I am still a lover. I love to lie across Dad's lap while he tries to type on his computer. I am the REAL laptop, not his darn computer!
In 2014 we moved to South Florida from DC, and I really like it here. We have a nice big yard, and I enjoy playing outside with Dad unless I see a cat. I almost caught one! I don’t mind the squirrels (my canine friends get so uptight about them), but I REALLY don’t like cats. Holly, the cute little terrier next door, barks a lot when she sees a squirrel, and I help her out until Dad calls me back inside. I can't stay in the yard by myself because he doesn’t trust me not to get into something. He’s right – I confess I’ve always liked to explore.
Recently, I had a little health scare. Dad was really worried about me although I told him I was fine. After he took me 4 times (four!) to 3 different vets (three!), he found out that I had suffered a small stroke. Gosh, going to the vet is much worse than having a stroke. I’m a little slower these days, but Dad says I am fine even if I can’t jump into the car like I used to. Dad’s getting older and slower, too. I plan to milk this for all it’s worth so I can get extra cookies.
Sometimes we go for a road trip. I LOVE road trips! We drive from Florida to our country place in West Virginia called the Double T Farm. I really like it there. Dad lets me run in the field where I chase the deer and wild turkeys away. Dad tells me I’m doing a good job, but he warns me about an animal that looks like a cat, but is black with a big white stripe. He says they don’t smell good and are meaner than a cat. I can't imagine an animal meaner than a cat, so I’m not sure I believe him. So far, I haven't met one.
Life is good, and I plan to keep on protecting us from cats, deer, turkeys, UPS trucks, garbage trucks, and other evil things for a lot longer. I’m sending a big note of thanks to Aunt Martha and all the good humans at NVSR who brought me and Dad together. -- Romeo Wheat
[Romeo was adopted in September 2007 when he was 3 years old. He came in to NVSR with his canine friend, Juliet, who was adopted by another family. Juliet passed away in May 2015.] Posted March 2016
Lacy
I'm responding for Lacy, so I could tell you how well she is doing. Lacy bonded with Sandy immediately since she is with her all day. It took her a little while longer with me, but now she rushes to meet me when I get home from work. Then, Lacy jumps up on the couch between us to get a lot of petting and attention. Her latest is when I get ready to leave for work in the morning. As soon as I start to put my jacket on, Lacy runs up to me and starts talking to me in a deep mumble. I get down and rub her face and calm her down, but she does not want me to leave. It is so cute and sweet that I feel bad leaving for work.
Lacy loved the big snow we had, and with no cars moving, we took her off the leash in a very safe place and let her play. She would jump up on the wall of snow and walk on top of it. She has become so good that all you have to say is, do you want to go home, or just home, and she runs home to the door.
I was a little worried when we adopted Lacy that we might compare her to Triscuit, our last Sheltie, but she is so different that never happened (although they both have several Sheltie traits). We love Lacy just for herself. -- Steve Silverman
[Lacy was adopted in July 2015 when she was 10 years old.]
Here I am at Christmas, with my "Nats" ball, and waiting for those pesky squirrels!
Bernard
I have been extremely busy around the house.....I am in charge of ridding my backyard of squirrels, alerting Mom to the arrival of the mail, or letting her know that the doorbell is ringing. Busy, busy.
I must admit that when I first arrived, I thought it was a nice place to visit, but I kept going to the door waiting for someone to take me home. Before too long, though, I realized that this was now my home - and I like it here. I have a soft comfy bed, plus the sofas in the house are quite comfy! Also, Mom lets me sleep in her bed. The food is tasty and with good food and long walks, I have slimmed down a bit....my new vet said I am the perfect weight!
There was a really nice Sheltie, Chance, living here when I first arrived....but he was not well, and Mom told me he crossed Rainbow Bridge. I am not sure what that means but Mom and I miss him. I have lots of friends in the neighborhood I walk with and they are fun. Also, there are two little human girls who visit a lot....Mom said they are granddaughters....they are lots of fun, and they pet and kiss me all the time.
Here are some pictures of handsome me.....I really enjoyed Christmas and got lots of new toys. The snow was fun, too! Mom says that we are "Nats fans," so I like to play catch with my Nats baseball....not sure what a "Nat" is but if Mom likes them, then so do I.
Well, gotta go.....I noticed some squirrels sitting on my fence and that is not acceptable! Gotta chase them away and teach them who is boss! I will keep in touch and will be at some springtime NVSR events. -- See ya, Bernard Foreso
[Bernard was adopted in September 2015 when he was 5 years old. His buddy, Chance, another NVSR alum, died when he was not quite 10 years old.] Posted February 2016
I have been extremely busy around the house.....I am in charge of ridding my backyard of squirrels, alerting Mom to the arrival of the mail, or letting her know that the doorbell is ringing. Busy, busy.
I must admit that when I first arrived, I thought it was a nice place to visit, but I kept going to the door waiting for someone to take me home. Before too long, though, I realized that this was now my home - and I like it here. I have a soft comfy bed, plus the sofas in the house are quite comfy! Also, Mom lets me sleep in her bed. The food is tasty and with good food and long walks, I have slimmed down a bit....my new vet said I am the perfect weight!
There was a really nice Sheltie, Chance, living here when I first arrived....but he was not well, and Mom told me he crossed Rainbow Bridge. I am not sure what that means but Mom and I miss him. I have lots of friends in the neighborhood I walk with and they are fun. Also, there are two little human girls who visit a lot....Mom said they are granddaughters....they are lots of fun, and they pet and kiss me all the time.
Here are some pictures of handsome me.....I really enjoyed Christmas and got lots of new toys. The snow was fun, too! Mom says that we are "Nats fans," so I like to play catch with my Nats baseball....not sure what a "Nat" is but if Mom likes them, then so do I.
Well, gotta go.....I noticed some squirrels sitting on my fence and that is not acceptable! Gotta chase them away and teach them who is boss! I will keep in touch and will be at some springtime NVSR events. -- See ya, Bernard Foreso
[Bernard was adopted in September 2015 when he was 5 years old. His buddy, Chance, another NVSR alum, died when he was not quite 10 years old.] Posted February 2016
Savvy
I'm glad you checked on me, because I have lots of complaints! My mom and dad don't understand what it means to let me have any fun, and I wish you would do something about it -- right NOW--because I am a very impatient adolescent.
1. For example, when I want to play at 5am, they get very grouchy and just roll over instead of getting up right away to serve me breakfast. Mom gets especially cranky if I jump on the bed and bark in her ear or start chewing on the bedspread before the sun peeks in the window! These old codgers are so slow in the mornings, I have to nip at heels until this stuff they call "caffeine" gets into their systems.
2. And another thing ... Why do they not understand when I drag MY plush toys (towels, shoes, etc.) out through the doggie door to leave them in the snow, that I am making up for the removal of stuff from the house by bringing chunks of ice back inside? What part of "Equal in, equal out" do they not understand? and why am I only allowed to play with MY stuff? They have sooooo much more stuff than I have, it's not fair. They even booby-trapped the bedroom closet with a motion sensor that crows like a rooster whenever I go in there to play with their shoes. Real spoil sports.
3. Hey, I learned in less than a week how to bus my dishes to the sink after eating--just so my lazy mom doesn't have to bend over to pick them up. I started bussing Candace's dishes, too, without being asked. I heard it took Darwin over a month to learn that task. "Darwin this, Darwin that"; that's all I ever hear around this place, how super smart Darwin was. I am much smarter. If Mom doesn't take my bussed bowl right away, I throw it at her; serves her right for being so sloooooow to give credit where credit is due!
4. I got a "FitBark" for Christmas with three goal settings: Average, Active and Olympian. I am operating at "Olympian" energy level (which is more active than 92% of all FitBark dogs) without even trying. Too bad I didn't have this device when I was in agility class and practicing every day. I could have left my fellow Olympians in my dust.
I guess I'd better go see if Dad is willing to play Scrabble with me again after I beat him last time. Mom is already sacked out in front of the TV after chasing me for only 5 minutes to get her kitchen towel back. Yours truly, Savvy ("The Brilliant Brat") Jones
[Savvy was adopted in September 2015 when she was 9 months old.] Posted February 2016
I'm glad you checked on me, because I have lots of complaints! My mom and dad don't understand what it means to let me have any fun, and I wish you would do something about it -- right NOW--because I am a very impatient adolescent.
1. For example, when I want to play at 5am, they get very grouchy and just roll over instead of getting up right away to serve me breakfast. Mom gets especially cranky if I jump on the bed and bark in her ear or start chewing on the bedspread before the sun peeks in the window! These old codgers are so slow in the mornings, I have to nip at heels until this stuff they call "caffeine" gets into their systems.
2. And another thing ... Why do they not understand when I drag MY plush toys (towels, shoes, etc.) out through the doggie door to leave them in the snow, that I am making up for the removal of stuff from the house by bringing chunks of ice back inside? What part of "Equal in, equal out" do they not understand? and why am I only allowed to play with MY stuff? They have sooooo much more stuff than I have, it's not fair. They even booby-trapped the bedroom closet with a motion sensor that crows like a rooster whenever I go in there to play with their shoes. Real spoil sports.
3. Hey, I learned in less than a week how to bus my dishes to the sink after eating--just so my lazy mom doesn't have to bend over to pick them up. I started bussing Candace's dishes, too, without being asked. I heard it took Darwin over a month to learn that task. "Darwin this, Darwin that"; that's all I ever hear around this place, how super smart Darwin was. I am much smarter. If Mom doesn't take my bussed bowl right away, I throw it at her; serves her right for being so sloooooow to give credit where credit is due!
4. I got a "FitBark" for Christmas with three goal settings: Average, Active and Olympian. I am operating at "Olympian" energy level (which is more active than 92% of all FitBark dogs) without even trying. Too bad I didn't have this device when I was in agility class and practicing every day. I could have left my fellow Olympians in my dust.
I guess I'd better go see if Dad is willing to play Scrabble with me again after I beat him last time. Mom is already sacked out in front of the TV after chasing me for only 5 minutes to get her kitchen towel back. Yours truly, Savvy ("The Brilliant Brat") Jones
[Savvy was adopted in September 2015 when she was 9 months old.] Posted February 2016
Malcolm
Hi there. I'm pretty wonderful. They told my new mom I was afraid of my own shadow. Turns out they don't have shadows in Palm Beach ... Lucky for me! They have great treats at Neimans and Chanel. Plus my partner in crime, Addie, and I have a deal - every time Mom throws HER a Frisbee, Mom has to give ME a butt rub. It's a pretty good deal. Oh, and she put me on a gluten-free diet so my coat is GORGEOUS. l'm the handsome one snoozing. That's my new best friend Addie. She's kinda pretty don't you think?? -- Malcolm Hortenstine
[Malcolm was adopted in July 2015 when he was 9 years old.] Posted February 2016
Hi there. I'm pretty wonderful. They told my new mom I was afraid of my own shadow. Turns out they don't have shadows in Palm Beach ... Lucky for me! They have great treats at Neimans and Chanel. Plus my partner in crime, Addie, and I have a deal - every time Mom throws HER a Frisbee, Mom has to give ME a butt rub. It's a pretty good deal. Oh, and she put me on a gluten-free diet so my coat is GORGEOUS. l'm the handsome one snoozing. That's my new best friend Addie. She's kinda pretty don't you think?? -- Malcolm Hortenstine
[Malcolm was adopted in July 2015 when he was 9 years old.] Posted February 2016
Here I am with my buddy, Bear, on my "princess pillow," and talking with my Daddy.
Katey
Well, hello there, NVSR friends! I’d love to fill you in on life with my new family! I was picked up from my foster mom Theresa’s, as Mommy and Daddy were on the way to their new home in Texas … it was a fun road trip with my new brother, Bear, and we got along great right from the start (although I do think he is a BIT jealous of the attention I get from my parents – what can I say? I AM a stunningly beautiful girl!). Once in Texas, I met my new sister, Bug … she is also a rescued pup but looks NOTHING like Bear and me. How did she get into this family, anyway?! Just kidding … she’s lots of fun but she does hog Bear during playtime, making it hard for me to get in on the action. We live on a nice ranch-type property, surrounded by horse farms. It’s very peaceful and quiet. I have lots of room to run but … I have discovered that I really like lying in the leaves. There are quite a few piles in the yard and that’s always where I choose to hang out. Mom has to brush me every time I come back into the house. But I’m so gorgeous that she doesn’t mind. Pretty sure I have her wrapped around my paw! I like to “chat” with Daddy, and he talks back, in the language that only he and I can understand. Mom wishes she could understand our talks but it’s something special only Dad and I share. I simply love my life here and couldn’t be happier! -- Katey Frock
[Katey was adopted in September 2015 when she was 7 years old.] Posted February 2016
Well, hello there, NVSR friends! I’d love to fill you in on life with my new family! I was picked up from my foster mom Theresa’s, as Mommy and Daddy were on the way to their new home in Texas … it was a fun road trip with my new brother, Bear, and we got along great right from the start (although I do think he is a BIT jealous of the attention I get from my parents – what can I say? I AM a stunningly beautiful girl!). Once in Texas, I met my new sister, Bug … she is also a rescued pup but looks NOTHING like Bear and me. How did she get into this family, anyway?! Just kidding … she’s lots of fun but she does hog Bear during playtime, making it hard for me to get in on the action. We live on a nice ranch-type property, surrounded by horse farms. It’s very peaceful and quiet. I have lots of room to run but … I have discovered that I really like lying in the leaves. There are quite a few piles in the yard and that’s always where I choose to hang out. Mom has to brush me every time I come back into the house. But I’m so gorgeous that she doesn’t mind. Pretty sure I have her wrapped around my paw! I like to “chat” with Daddy, and he talks back, in the language that only he and I can understand. Mom wishes she could understand our talks but it’s something special only Dad and I share. I simply love my life here and couldn’t be happier! -- Katey Frock
[Katey was adopted in September 2015 when she was 7 years old.] Posted February 2016
Montana
Well, NVSR friends, it has been a busy time. I have finally gotten this household whipped into shape. We started with me finding everything interesting. I managed to move a couple of items from room to room, where my refined decorating acumen indicated they belonged. I think it became a problem when I decided several shoes and an arm of the bench needed "distressing." My pet did not find it "additive" to the décor.
I keep the house running on MY time. Up in the morning with wiggles and nose hunts under the pillows. (Silly lady thinks she can hide from me!) Then out for a run around the yard and back in for breakfast. My day has settled into letting her go to swim and an occasional bridge game which I let her have in the house so I can supervise! I also get lots of pats but no treats. These people are just not pushovers ... hmm. She goes out at night for meetings in the Town, but she is always back and then I get out of the crate.
The crate was a new item for her. She closed doors and put everything up high. That still wasn't a solution as she was busy in the house. Occasionally I would find a new chore to do, and my pet would be very vocal and annoyed. So I would slink under the desk. Then in comes the crate. She gives me the good stuff, I get in and after a good chew, she leaves and I sleep on the very soft, comfy bedding. This has worked out so well for me. If anything goes wrong, it's Gracie's fault!!! ... serves her right for grrrring at me while I poach on her bowl.
So I have settled in. My space on the bed is comfortable. My yard is good. The squirrels are beginning to heed my warning to get out of the birdfeeders. Yup, life is good. Gracie is ok too. Say hi to Aunt Martha, where I spent my foster time. I think of her often...especially when I have to hi-five for a treat! She taught me that! -- Montana Robinson (Gigi typing for Montana.)
[Montana was adopted in September 2015 when he was one year old.] Posted February 2016
Well, NVSR friends, it has been a busy time. I have finally gotten this household whipped into shape. We started with me finding everything interesting. I managed to move a couple of items from room to room, where my refined decorating acumen indicated they belonged. I think it became a problem when I decided several shoes and an arm of the bench needed "distressing." My pet did not find it "additive" to the décor.
I keep the house running on MY time. Up in the morning with wiggles and nose hunts under the pillows. (Silly lady thinks she can hide from me!) Then out for a run around the yard and back in for breakfast. My day has settled into letting her go to swim and an occasional bridge game which I let her have in the house so I can supervise! I also get lots of pats but no treats. These people are just not pushovers ... hmm. She goes out at night for meetings in the Town, but she is always back and then I get out of the crate.
The crate was a new item for her. She closed doors and put everything up high. That still wasn't a solution as she was busy in the house. Occasionally I would find a new chore to do, and my pet would be very vocal and annoyed. So I would slink under the desk. Then in comes the crate. She gives me the good stuff, I get in and after a good chew, she leaves and I sleep on the very soft, comfy bedding. This has worked out so well for me. If anything goes wrong, it's Gracie's fault!!! ... serves her right for grrrring at me while I poach on her bowl.
So I have settled in. My space on the bed is comfortable. My yard is good. The squirrels are beginning to heed my warning to get out of the birdfeeders. Yup, life is good. Gracie is ok too. Say hi to Aunt Martha, where I spent my foster time. I think of her often...especially when I have to hi-five for a treat! She taught me that! -- Montana Robinson (Gigi typing for Montana.)
[Montana was adopted in September 2015 when he was one year old.] Posted February 2016
Juliet
Juliet is so pretty and is doing well - people can't believe her age! We took her to meet Santa at the pet service where my daughter works, and she was the hit of the day! She did well, especially since she is kind of shy. She likes short walks and finding a soft spot at home. She is slowing down a little - she sleeps a lot during the day and then has her favorite spot on the couch with me at night! She is a bit spoiled but she deserves it. She is a little hard of hearing but still barks at anyone at the door or in the cul-de-sac and goes after the squirrels in the backyard! She loves treats and knows how many she gets each morning! She gets up and down the steps but sometimes needs a hand to start. She likes the snow for short periods of time - loves sticking her face in it! She is a sweet companion and we will keep doing our best to take good care of her. -- Wendy Illig
[Juliet was adopted in March 2003 (!!) when she was 6 months old.] Posted February 2016
Juliet is so pretty and is doing well - people can't believe her age! We took her to meet Santa at the pet service where my daughter works, and she was the hit of the day! She did well, especially since she is kind of shy. She likes short walks and finding a soft spot at home. She is slowing down a little - she sleeps a lot during the day and then has her favorite spot on the couch with me at night! She is a bit spoiled but she deserves it. She is a little hard of hearing but still barks at anyone at the door or in the cul-de-sac and goes after the squirrels in the backyard! She loves treats and knows how many she gets each morning! She gets up and down the steps but sometimes needs a hand to start. She likes the snow for short periods of time - loves sticking her face in it! She is a sweet companion and we will keep doing our best to take good care of her. -- Wendy Illig
[Juliet was adopted in March 2003 (!!) when she was 6 months old.] Posted February 2016
Pix of me! Co-pilot with my dad - fun in the snow - me with Brandi - at Petco - and my folks' favorite portrait of beautiful ME!
Misti
Hi, friends! I was adopted on July 28, 2013. My name was Barbara (Babs for short) – but my parents changed it to Misti – which I like better! I was my Mom’s 50th birthday present – and it turns out that I have the same birthday as my Mom – God sure has a wonderful sense of humor!
When I first arrived at my new home – I was thrilled to see that I had two acres fenced in to run – so I took off and made it hard for my parents to catch me. I quickly discovered that I had a big sister named Brandi – and we instantly hit it off! Brandi was 12 and had mobility issues – so even though she could not run and play with me - that was OK – she taught me so many things: we are Mom and Dad’s children, we eat very well, we get our teeth brushed on a regular basis, we get bathed regularly, we travel some, we can share our beds and snuggle, and most importantly – I needed to carry the torch for her when she was gone. Well, on June 22, 2015, Brandi passed away at 14 years, 22 days, and we were all so sad! I grieved for her for months – but Mom and Dad spent a lot of time with me which helped!
Since then we have made new memories! I am now the co-pilot in the truck – and my parents take me with them just about everywhere. I love to go to PetsMart, Petco, and Lowe's because Mom and Dad let me help them shop! I love it when it snows! My Mom is always taking pictures of me and making photo books of me from Snapfish and Shutterfly. My Dad is retired and my Mom works from home – so we are always together as a family which is really nice! We are an active family! We walk at least 2 miles a day. We hike the New River trails – 57 miles by the New River – I really love those trails!
I am the 3rd Sheltie that the Todds have had, and as they say, the 3rd time is the charm! Mom and Dad say I am the quietest dog they have had (very low maintenance – whatever that means). I have a soft, smooth, fine coat – and they keep me brushed – so people say I am a beautiful! I have a wonderful vet (Brandi’s vet) who takes good care of me! I am so blessed to have been a part of NVSR because they placed me in my forever home with a wonderful family who loves me so very much and takes such good care of me! Well, bye for now. I will check with you from time to time as new adventures unfold in my life! -- Misti Todd
[Misti was adopted in July 2013 when she was a year and a half old.] Posted January 2016
Hi, friends! I was adopted on July 28, 2013. My name was Barbara (Babs for short) – but my parents changed it to Misti – which I like better! I was my Mom’s 50th birthday present – and it turns out that I have the same birthday as my Mom – God sure has a wonderful sense of humor!
When I first arrived at my new home – I was thrilled to see that I had two acres fenced in to run – so I took off and made it hard for my parents to catch me. I quickly discovered that I had a big sister named Brandi – and we instantly hit it off! Brandi was 12 and had mobility issues – so even though she could not run and play with me - that was OK – she taught me so many things: we are Mom and Dad’s children, we eat very well, we get our teeth brushed on a regular basis, we get bathed regularly, we travel some, we can share our beds and snuggle, and most importantly – I needed to carry the torch for her when she was gone. Well, on June 22, 2015, Brandi passed away at 14 years, 22 days, and we were all so sad! I grieved for her for months – but Mom and Dad spent a lot of time with me which helped!
Since then we have made new memories! I am now the co-pilot in the truck – and my parents take me with them just about everywhere. I love to go to PetsMart, Petco, and Lowe's because Mom and Dad let me help them shop! I love it when it snows! My Mom is always taking pictures of me and making photo books of me from Snapfish and Shutterfly. My Dad is retired and my Mom works from home – so we are always together as a family which is really nice! We are an active family! We walk at least 2 miles a day. We hike the New River trails – 57 miles by the New River – I really love those trails!
I am the 3rd Sheltie that the Todds have had, and as they say, the 3rd time is the charm! Mom and Dad say I am the quietest dog they have had (very low maintenance – whatever that means). I have a soft, smooth, fine coat – and they keep me brushed – so people say I am a beautiful! I have a wonderful vet (Brandi’s vet) who takes good care of me! I am so blessed to have been a part of NVSR because they placed me in my forever home with a wonderful family who loves me so very much and takes such good care of me! Well, bye for now. I will check with you from time to time as new adventures unfold in my life! -- Misti Todd
[Misti was adopted in July 2013 when she was a year and a half old.] Posted January 2016
Delilah
Hello everyone! I continue to travel with my family in their 5th wheel across America. As you can see, I have relaxed quite a bit around my dad. My brother Duncan and I continue to see new places and people, but he is still the show boat and I stay reserved until I get to know you. Sometimes we stay in hotels, which is really cool, and we get treats for being good.
Thank you everyone for keeping me safe until the right family came along for me to pick! I love them and they love me very much. Have a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!!! -- Delilah Medley
[Delilah was adopted in February 2012 when she was 5 years old.] Posted December 2015
Hello everyone! I continue to travel with my family in their 5th wheel across America. As you can see, I have relaxed quite a bit around my dad. My brother Duncan and I continue to see new places and people, but he is still the show boat and I stay reserved until I get to know you. Sometimes we stay in hotels, which is really cool, and we get treats for being good.
Thank you everyone for keeping me safe until the right family came along for me to pick! I love them and they love me very much. Have a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!!! -- Delilah Medley
[Delilah was adopted in February 2012 when she was 5 years old.] Posted December 2015
Cody
A lot has happened since my last letter. One of Dad’s friends from church was sick so his dog came to stay with us for a few days, then he passed away so I now have a second sister. She’s not a Sheltie, but we accept her anyway. It took her a little while to learn our ways but now she’s right in tune and all three of us have a great time. Her name is Penni. Also, Dad has been reappointed and now has three churches in a little town called Iron Gate, Virginia, just outside Clifton Forge. I really like it here. It is much quieter than Waynesboro, and our house is all one level with a basement. Although I don’t have any problems with stairs, I like having things on one level.
We also have a nice small park a couple of blocks away with a fence so I can play Frisbee and soccer all I want. I have been teaching Dad the proper way to play ‘fetch’. He thinks the idea is that he throws the ball and I am supposed to always bring it back. Sometimes I don’t want to, so I go to the ball and tell him to come get it and throw it again. Here's a picture showing me giving Dad some coaching. I also still love playing with my tennis balls and will bring one to anyone who would like to play (see my adorable tennis ball picture). I have also been training my first sister, Shelly, how to use her eyes to get an additional Milk Bone. If you look at the picture, I think you’ll agree that I have trained her well. Finally, I don’t know much about human politics, but I think I would make a good President, so I have had a presidential pose picture made also.
Although going to the vet is not my favorite thing, I have been there quite a bit. I have had three surgeries to remove masses that were hindering me. Two were benign, but one was just turning cancerous, and we caught that one early. The vet said she got it all and on my last checkup I was given a clean bill of health. I still love to play as much as possible, and in our new home I can even bark at the neighbor's cat almost every day. I am making a lot of new human friends in the neighborhood and I enjoy that attention. I am happy and healthy and have two great playmates as well as Mom and Dad.
That’s all the news from Iron Gate. Thank you for keeping in touch with me. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and a Merry Christmas. I’ll be using all my charm to make sure I get my share of the holiday goodies, you can bet on that. ---Barkingly yours, Cody Bearden
[Cody was adopted in March 2012 when he was about 8 years old.] Posted December 2015
A lot has happened since my last letter. One of Dad’s friends from church was sick so his dog came to stay with us for a few days, then he passed away so I now have a second sister. She’s not a Sheltie, but we accept her anyway. It took her a little while to learn our ways but now she’s right in tune and all three of us have a great time. Her name is Penni. Also, Dad has been reappointed and now has three churches in a little town called Iron Gate, Virginia, just outside Clifton Forge. I really like it here. It is much quieter than Waynesboro, and our house is all one level with a basement. Although I don’t have any problems with stairs, I like having things on one level.
We also have a nice small park a couple of blocks away with a fence so I can play Frisbee and soccer all I want. I have been teaching Dad the proper way to play ‘fetch’. He thinks the idea is that he throws the ball and I am supposed to always bring it back. Sometimes I don’t want to, so I go to the ball and tell him to come get it and throw it again. Here's a picture showing me giving Dad some coaching. I also still love playing with my tennis balls and will bring one to anyone who would like to play (see my adorable tennis ball picture). I have also been training my first sister, Shelly, how to use her eyes to get an additional Milk Bone. If you look at the picture, I think you’ll agree that I have trained her well. Finally, I don’t know much about human politics, but I think I would make a good President, so I have had a presidential pose picture made also.
Although going to the vet is not my favorite thing, I have been there quite a bit. I have had three surgeries to remove masses that were hindering me. Two were benign, but one was just turning cancerous, and we caught that one early. The vet said she got it all and on my last checkup I was given a clean bill of health. I still love to play as much as possible, and in our new home I can even bark at the neighbor's cat almost every day. I am making a lot of new human friends in the neighborhood and I enjoy that attention. I am happy and healthy and have two great playmates as well as Mom and Dad.
That’s all the news from Iron Gate. Thank you for keeping in touch with me. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and a Merry Christmas. I’ll be using all my charm to make sure I get my share of the holiday goodies, you can bet on that. ---Barkingly yours, Cody Bearden
[Cody was adopted in March 2012 when he was about 8 years old.] Posted December 2015
Maisey
Maisey wanted me to tell you she is doing very well. She likes to play with Gracie (aka Baby) especially. She is also learning to like vegetables as a treat.
Maisey has still not quite bonded with us but we give her the space she needs and fuss over her when she allows it. She does prefer to lie in the office while the rest of us are in the TV room, but when the phone rings, she comes running out, slides across the floor, and barks at us to let us know we have a call. Of course we thank her for the notification. Periodically she will just come out and look at us and we give her a warm welcome, kiss and pet her, and then she returns to the office.
She is very gentle and we love her and are so grateful she is a part of our lives. As with all our dogs, we've made up nicknames and a song about her. It's too easy with her because we have Maisey Daisy, Crazy Maisey, don't be lazy, and a lot more.
We've taken her to the cardiologist again and she is as healthy as can be even with the heart leakage. Here are photos of the day I took Maisey to the vet. We call it "Driving Miss Maisey."
As always, thank you to all the volunteers who give so much of themselves and their time. -- Ursula Stearns
[Maisey was adopted in April 2015 when she was 11 years young.] Posted December 2015
Maisey wanted me to tell you she is doing very well. She likes to play with Gracie (aka Baby) especially. She is also learning to like vegetables as a treat.
Maisey has still not quite bonded with us but we give her the space she needs and fuss over her when she allows it. She does prefer to lie in the office while the rest of us are in the TV room, but when the phone rings, she comes running out, slides across the floor, and barks at us to let us know we have a call. Of course we thank her for the notification. Periodically she will just come out and look at us and we give her a warm welcome, kiss and pet her, and then she returns to the office.
She is very gentle and we love her and are so grateful she is a part of our lives. As with all our dogs, we've made up nicknames and a song about her. It's too easy with her because we have Maisey Daisy, Crazy Maisey, don't be lazy, and a lot more.
We've taken her to the cardiologist again and she is as healthy as can be even with the heart leakage. Here are photos of the day I took Maisey to the vet. We call it "Driving Miss Maisey."
As always, thank you to all the volunteers who give so much of themselves and their time. -- Ursula Stearns
[Maisey was adopted in April 2015 when she was 11 years young.] Posted December 2015
Flynn
Our dog, Flynn, who we adopted 4 years ago, is happy and healthy and handsome. He continues to be a our constant companion and we love him very much. I always tease my husband, Peter, that Flynn is his shadow. He is an ever vigilant watchdog and lets us know when anyone drives up our driveway or comes up to our door. Yet he is affectionate with neighbors and family members.
Flynn enjoys showing off racing around the house because he likes speeding from the family room, through the kitchen, around the dining room, and back to the family room at least 15 times or more! Although he is petted constantly by our two granddaughters, he is patient and tolerant when they whisper their secrets to him or read him a story. Now that my mom is living with us, he keeps her company and also listens to her stories as well.
Flynn is our forever boy - forever in our hearts and in our lives. We are looking forward to having more years with him! Here are some good photos of our boy, Flynn. -- MIldred Cruz-Fridman
[Flynn was adopted in June 2011 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted November 2015
Our dog, Flynn, who we adopted 4 years ago, is happy and healthy and handsome. He continues to be a our constant companion and we love him very much. I always tease my husband, Peter, that Flynn is his shadow. He is an ever vigilant watchdog and lets us know when anyone drives up our driveway or comes up to our door. Yet he is affectionate with neighbors and family members.
Flynn enjoys showing off racing around the house because he likes speeding from the family room, through the kitchen, around the dining room, and back to the family room at least 15 times or more! Although he is petted constantly by our two granddaughters, he is patient and tolerant when they whisper their secrets to him or read him a story. Now that my mom is living with us, he keeps her company and also listens to her stories as well.
Flynn is our forever boy - forever in our hearts and in our lives. We are looking forward to having more years with him! Here are some good photos of our boy, Flynn. -- MIldred Cruz-Fridman
[Flynn was adopted in June 2011 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted November 2015
Here I am with Sumi on our parents' bed AND guarding the lemons from poachers!
Cody
I am very happy and love my "forever family," the Duffys, although I sometimes miss my Foster Mom, Pat. I live with a cute sister, Sumi, also an NVSR alumnus (2012), who is pesky at times, but I just ignore her!
A couple of weeks ago, we left Virginia for the warm weather of Florida for the winter. Before our departure, I got an OK from my Cardiologist who said I was doing well and to continue with the medicines I have been prescribed. My mom religiously prepares our meals and gives me my medicines after I eat. I am on a restricted salt diet so I eat mostly healthy stuff with treats of carrots, string beans, and some added yogurt and pumpkin. We have a fenced backyard, and it is fun to chase the ball with my sister; she is really, really quick and so, after a few short runs, my mom makes me rest so I don't overdo and put undue stress on my heart! I get to have the run of the house, sleep with them on their bed, but I don't like it too much when they brush my teeth!
I am very thankful to NVSR for finding me a set of wonderful and loving parents to keep me healthy, safe and loved! Always grateful...Cody Duffy
Thanks to Lisa and Pat for giving us this lovable and handsome guy to love and care for love! -- Gloria and Brian Duffy
[Cody was adopted in August 2015 when he was 13 years young.] Posted November 2015
I am very happy and love my "forever family," the Duffys, although I sometimes miss my Foster Mom, Pat. I live with a cute sister, Sumi, also an NVSR alumnus (2012), who is pesky at times, but I just ignore her!
A couple of weeks ago, we left Virginia for the warm weather of Florida for the winter. Before our departure, I got an OK from my Cardiologist who said I was doing well and to continue with the medicines I have been prescribed. My mom religiously prepares our meals and gives me my medicines after I eat. I am on a restricted salt diet so I eat mostly healthy stuff with treats of carrots, string beans, and some added yogurt and pumpkin. We have a fenced backyard, and it is fun to chase the ball with my sister; she is really, really quick and so, after a few short runs, my mom makes me rest so I don't overdo and put undue stress on my heart! I get to have the run of the house, sleep with them on their bed, but I don't like it too much when they brush my teeth!
I am very thankful to NVSR for finding me a set of wonderful and loving parents to keep me healthy, safe and loved! Always grateful...Cody Duffy
Thanks to Lisa and Pat for giving us this lovable and handsome guy to love and care for love! -- Gloria and Brian Duffy
[Cody was adopted in August 2015 when he was 13 years young.] Posted November 2015
Mazey
Hello, NVSR friends! Thanks for checking in on me. Here's a picture of me with my brother and sister (Jasper and Dray). Dray is in the front as always. She thinks she is the boss around here, but I am teaching her to respect her elders. Don't you love our glowing eyes?
I've also sent a picture of what I do best ... curl up in a bed next to my daddy. There is a bed right near everywhere he may be.
Ask about me anytime. My mom and dad love to brag about me (and the other ones too). -- Mazey Macke
[Mazey was adopted in July 2015 when she was 10 years old.] Posted November 2015
Hello, NVSR friends! Thanks for checking in on me. Here's a picture of me with my brother and sister (Jasper and Dray). Dray is in the front as always. She thinks she is the boss around here, but I am teaching her to respect her elders. Don't you love our glowing eyes?
I've also sent a picture of what I do best ... curl up in a bed next to my daddy. There is a bed right near everywhere he may be.
Ask about me anytime. My mom and dad love to brag about me (and the other ones too). -- Mazey Macke
[Mazey was adopted in July 2015 when she was 10 years old.] Posted November 2015
Lucky
Here's another entry from "Lucky's diary." He writes to us every few months from his home in Norfolk.
Dad and I took a walk in the rain
Which has always been such a pain.
He put on my jacket
Firmly fastening my placket
So Mother Nature could bring out the sun again!!
Cool, huh? Dad’s been trying to teach me haiku. He said today was the kind of day that cries for a poignant sense of poetry, but all I could manage was a limerick – whatever he says about learning new stuff to forestall Alzheimer’s. I’m older than he is now (in dog years), and I really don’t care. He also read me a little bit of The Old Man and the Sea – a cool book about lots of food eating other food (all fish) – so I guess I could have said, in my best Hemingwayesq, “The clouds boiled against the dawn like gray oatmeal. Going to rain for sure. My red poncho shone in the gloom. Still too dark to find fish. Stopped raining so I’ll take a nap.”
This makes my head hurt. Haiku another day. The nap sounds good. -- Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8 years old.] Posted November 2015
Here's another entry from "Lucky's diary." He writes to us every few months from his home in Norfolk.
Dad and I took a walk in the rain
Which has always been such a pain.
He put on my jacket
Firmly fastening my placket
So Mother Nature could bring out the sun again!!
Cool, huh? Dad’s been trying to teach me haiku. He said today was the kind of day that cries for a poignant sense of poetry, but all I could manage was a limerick – whatever he says about learning new stuff to forestall Alzheimer’s. I’m older than he is now (in dog years), and I really don’t care. He also read me a little bit of The Old Man and the Sea – a cool book about lots of food eating other food (all fish) – so I guess I could have said, in my best Hemingwayesq, “The clouds boiled against the dawn like gray oatmeal. Going to rain for sure. My red poncho shone in the gloom. Still too dark to find fish. Stopped raining so I’ll take a nap.”
This makes my head hurt. Haiku another day. The nap sounds good. -- Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8 years old.] Posted November 2015
Lacy
Hi everybody, it’s me, Lacy! Sorry it took so long getting back to you, but that might cut into my playtime, and I love to play.
I was a little nervous at first in a new home with new humans, and I was getting comfortable with my foster mom. It didn’t take me long to realize that you guys made a good choice, they really took me into their hearts and love me. My new mommy and daddy take me on lots of long walks, sometimes with my new best friend, Ella. Ella is a German Shepherd rescue, who is a sweetheart and we get along great. My mommy brushes my hair and my teeth every day (the hair is great, the teeth, no fun). It’s not all fun and games - Mommy has been working with me on my barking (which I’m getting much better) and training me to be a careful on walks.
But mostly it's walks, time in the yard with them, and best of all PLAYING, also a lot of petting, rubbing and love. I think I’m going to keep them; this will be our forever home. Thanks for everything! -- Lacy (Wise-Silverman)
[Lacy was adopted in July 2015 when she was 9 years old.] Posted November 2015
Hi everybody, it’s me, Lacy! Sorry it took so long getting back to you, but that might cut into my playtime, and I love to play.
I was a little nervous at first in a new home with new humans, and I was getting comfortable with my foster mom. It didn’t take me long to realize that you guys made a good choice, they really took me into their hearts and love me. My new mommy and daddy take me on lots of long walks, sometimes with my new best friend, Ella. Ella is a German Shepherd rescue, who is a sweetheart and we get along great. My mommy brushes my hair and my teeth every day (the hair is great, the teeth, no fun). It’s not all fun and games - Mommy has been working with me on my barking (which I’m getting much better) and training me to be a careful on walks.
But mostly it's walks, time in the yard with them, and best of all PLAYING, also a lot of petting, rubbing and love. I think I’m going to keep them; this will be our forever home. Thanks for everything! -- Lacy (Wise-Silverman)
[Lacy was adopted in July 2015 when she was 9 years old.] Posted November 2015
That's me with my buddy, Lou, in our foster home, waiting for our new homes. And me just waking up in my own home.
Bella
Well, a "woof" out to my Sheltie cousins and a good long "arr roo roo" to my brother Lou. I've settled in quite nicely here. I've got my new family pretty well trained to my routine. It took a little more of the border collie in me to get Mama and Daddy totally on the right path about wake-up time and evening scritchies. In fact, I've enjoyed coming out of my shell and playing some good old border collie mind games on Mama. I particularly like "follow my gaze and get that for me." Daddy is a little more resistant, because he's an old farm boy. But Mama has been adapting to her training nicely. I have taught her a few important commands. She knows: take me out, warm up my food, scratch the other side, get up, bedtime, and hurry up.
Like any older lady I've had a few health problems, but with some pain medicine and dehydrated pumpkin fiber for my belly I am feeling much younger. I do have to admit that I don't know what "bone spurs along the spine" are. But I do know that the little white pill Mama thinks she is sneaking past me in my breakfast makes walking so much more fun and climbing the steps so much less scary. I am not allowed to go on as many walks as before, so I make the best of the ones I get. To that end, I've made friends with the older Jack Russell, Lukas, up the street. His puppy buddy had to move - I didn't like that young, whipper snapper, but I don't tell Lukas. I've also gotten comfortable enough to start making friends with all the neighbors. Whenever we go for a walk, I go right up to anyone walking by. Well, that's not quite true, I don't like the brown poodle so I won't go up to her people when she is with them. That brown poodle thinks she's "all that." I am part border collie so I am "all that and a bag of chips, too."
I did walk right up to the local orthodox Rabbi with his silly Labrador puppy. That puppy needed some straightening out and as Mommy says I am a good Jewish doggy anyway. Mama thinks it's kind of poetic justice that I was saved by a Rabbi, and now I've made friends with the local Rabbi. Mama celebrates Christmas, but she has promised Chanukah for me this year. She says it's important to stick to your beliefs whatever they are. So Happy Chanukah from me, and Merry Christmas from Mama and Daddy! -- Bella Bachetti
[Bella was adopted in April 2015 when she was 12 years old. She came in with Lou (below) and is livin' the good life now!] Posted November 2015
Well, a "woof" out to my Sheltie cousins and a good long "arr roo roo" to my brother Lou. I've settled in quite nicely here. I've got my new family pretty well trained to my routine. It took a little more of the border collie in me to get Mama and Daddy totally on the right path about wake-up time and evening scritchies. In fact, I've enjoyed coming out of my shell and playing some good old border collie mind games on Mama. I particularly like "follow my gaze and get that for me." Daddy is a little more resistant, because he's an old farm boy. But Mama has been adapting to her training nicely. I have taught her a few important commands. She knows: take me out, warm up my food, scratch the other side, get up, bedtime, and hurry up.
Like any older lady I've had a few health problems, but with some pain medicine and dehydrated pumpkin fiber for my belly I am feeling much younger. I do have to admit that I don't know what "bone spurs along the spine" are. But I do know that the little white pill Mama thinks she is sneaking past me in my breakfast makes walking so much more fun and climbing the steps so much less scary. I am not allowed to go on as many walks as before, so I make the best of the ones I get. To that end, I've made friends with the older Jack Russell, Lukas, up the street. His puppy buddy had to move - I didn't like that young, whipper snapper, but I don't tell Lukas. I've also gotten comfortable enough to start making friends with all the neighbors. Whenever we go for a walk, I go right up to anyone walking by. Well, that's not quite true, I don't like the brown poodle so I won't go up to her people when she is with them. That brown poodle thinks she's "all that." I am part border collie so I am "all that and a bag of chips, too."
I did walk right up to the local orthodox Rabbi with his silly Labrador puppy. That puppy needed some straightening out and as Mommy says I am a good Jewish doggy anyway. Mama thinks it's kind of poetic justice that I was saved by a Rabbi, and now I've made friends with the local Rabbi. Mama celebrates Christmas, but she has promised Chanukah for me this year. She says it's important to stick to your beliefs whatever they are. So Happy Chanukah from me, and Merry Christmas from Mama and Daddy! -- Bella Bachetti
[Bella was adopted in April 2015 when she was 12 years old. She came in with Lou (below) and is livin' the good life now!] Posted November 2015
Here's Dad, me, and Aunt Martha on adoption day AND me all dressed up for a formal occasion.
Lou
Yup, have been here seven months now - I love the yard, the walks, and the attention I get. Dad tells me I am "a handsome guy" and I like that! I've learned a new phrase: "Don't hog the bed," but Dad keeps the heat off in the bedroom so it stays cool for me. What's a dog gotta do, huh? Kinda wishy-washy, don't you think?
I help Dad get the morning paper, take trash out, do yard work, keep those fuzzy-tailed rats out of the backyard, and make sure those people who have the nerve to walk their dogs in front of our house know that I live here. We take our walks and visit Ann a lot, and she comes up here, too. I like to follow a ritual and so does Dad, so that is a plus. I (we) will be in Williamsburg for Thanksgiving. They have a little girl dog but she is pretty bossy. I put up with her for a little while then we have good talk and she settles down. jijiji We will be gone for three days only.
Thanks for asking about me and Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. woof woof When you see Aunt Martha, be sure to say woof for me, okay? Love to you all, Louie Buckless
From Merle (Lou's "Dad") ... I don't know what I did to get a dog that adores me so much - quite flattering, actually. I am so happy that Lou wasn't adopted by someone else - it would be impossible to duplicate him. Thanks to you all. MwB
[Lou was adopted in April 2015 when he was 12 years old. He came to NVSR with Bella (above - ladies first!) when their owner died. Lucky dogs!] Posted November 2015
Yup, have been here seven months now - I love the yard, the walks, and the attention I get. Dad tells me I am "a handsome guy" and I like that! I've learned a new phrase: "Don't hog the bed," but Dad keeps the heat off in the bedroom so it stays cool for me. What's a dog gotta do, huh? Kinda wishy-washy, don't you think?
I help Dad get the morning paper, take trash out, do yard work, keep those fuzzy-tailed rats out of the backyard, and make sure those people who have the nerve to walk their dogs in front of our house know that I live here. We take our walks and visit Ann a lot, and she comes up here, too. I like to follow a ritual and so does Dad, so that is a plus. I (we) will be in Williamsburg for Thanksgiving. They have a little girl dog but she is pretty bossy. I put up with her for a little while then we have good talk and she settles down. jijiji We will be gone for three days only.
Thanks for asking about me and Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. woof woof When you see Aunt Martha, be sure to say woof for me, okay? Love to you all, Louie Buckless
From Merle (Lou's "Dad") ... I don't know what I did to get a dog that adores me so much - quite flattering, actually. I am so happy that Lou wasn't adopted by someone else - it would be impossible to duplicate him. Thanks to you all. MwB
[Lou was adopted in April 2015 when he was 12 years old. He came to NVSR with Bella (above - ladies first!) when their owner died. Lucky dogs!] Posted November 2015
Chloe
Arf to All!
I am doing well in my new home with my forever family! It has been nearly five months and I love it here! It is taking me a little while to get used to the surroundings and the differences, but I am coping well and getting along with the "black panther" in the house, otherwise known as Bear the Cat.
My family takes me on rides and daily walks to socialize me with the rest of the world. Sometimes it can be very frightening with loud noises coming from these things on the road with motors - and some people are scary, too! However, I am continuing to make great strides and am excited to maybe try some new tricks or maybe even an agility course!
Here are a few pictures of me. One, I am having great fun at a park with an awesome stream near my home. Another, I am posing with my wonderful sister, Holly, and Mom also took one of me in the car. The picture where I am in the cabinet, I was at the V-E-T. I thought it would be a good time to play hide-and-seek but they found me. It turned out okay. He was nice and had treats!
Thanks for checking in on me! With Love, Chloe Knupp
[Chloe was adopted in July 2015 when she was 8 years old.] Posted November 2015
Arf to All!
I am doing well in my new home with my forever family! It has been nearly five months and I love it here! It is taking me a little while to get used to the surroundings and the differences, but I am coping well and getting along with the "black panther" in the house, otherwise known as Bear the Cat.
My family takes me on rides and daily walks to socialize me with the rest of the world. Sometimes it can be very frightening with loud noises coming from these things on the road with motors - and some people are scary, too! However, I am continuing to make great strides and am excited to maybe try some new tricks or maybe even an agility course!
Here are a few pictures of me. One, I am having great fun at a park with an awesome stream near my home. Another, I am posing with my wonderful sister, Holly, and Mom also took one of me in the car. The picture where I am in the cabinet, I was at the V-E-T. I thought it would be a good time to play hide-and-seek but they found me. It turned out okay. He was nice and had treats!
Thanks for checking in on me! With Love, Chloe Knupp
[Chloe was adopted in July 2015 when she was 8 years old.] Posted November 2015
Haley
In response to your request for a Haley update, here she sits waiting attentively for - food, of course. In the two years plus that we've had her, she has made remarkable progress. She's still not a "people" dog, as people had treated her pretty badly in the past, but her circle of people friends has broadened greatly and includes men which is a BIG step for her. She is the ultimate Velcro Sheltie and gets upset when she is left behind. Right now she is next to my chair keeping watch on the front door as my wife just went out. She is not an outdoors dog. She likes to be taken on walks but when I am out in the yard she will just lie up on the porch keeping guard. Nobody will ever sneak up on me! She is a very happy dog, and happiest when everything fits her routine - and when there is food involved!
Happy Thanksgiving to all. -- Mike Pierson
[Haley was adopted in July 2012 when she was 3 years old.] Posted November 2015
In response to your request for a Haley update, here she sits waiting attentively for - food, of course. In the two years plus that we've had her, she has made remarkable progress. She's still not a "people" dog, as people had treated her pretty badly in the past, but her circle of people friends has broadened greatly and includes men which is a BIG step for her. She is the ultimate Velcro Sheltie and gets upset when she is left behind. Right now she is next to my chair keeping watch on the front door as my wife just went out. She is not an outdoors dog. She likes to be taken on walks but when I am out in the yard she will just lie up on the porch keeping guard. Nobody will ever sneak up on me! She is a very happy dog, and happiest when everything fits her routine - and when there is food involved!
Happy Thanksgiving to all. -- Mike Pierson
[Haley was adopted in July 2012 when she was 3 years old.] Posted November 2015
Here I am, tearing around the yard and playing with my old friends, Sophie and Autumn.
Wiggles
It's been a tough year for my family. I lost my friend, Hedy the pony, a year ago so now I don't have anyone to chase around the yard. In October my very best friend, Sophie the Lab, got sick and it turned out she had cancer. She died in December. Then in January, Autumn the Rhodesian ridgeback died. She was almost 15 so that was expected.
My family added two puppies to our family early in 2015. One is Macy and she is a golden retriever. She's really nice but a little stupid. She does want to play a lot more than I do, and I guess that's why it is a good thing they brought home Molly, a Lab rescue. She is really smart and a little bossy. I was hoping I would be the head of the pack, but now that Molly is 10 months old, she is. Oh well!
Anyway things are back to normal here. I like running around with the girls, and my family's grandmother has moved into our basement. She loves dogs and gives me lots of treats so I am glad she came. She has a cocker spaniel, Ryan, and he is very old, almost deaf and almost blind. I like him fine but I think when he dies I may be able to move in with Granny. I just love her new place and she has a lot of treats so it would be really nice.
Anyway, lots going on but overall life is still very good. My family loves me and takes a lot of time to pay attention just to me. Thanks so much for letting me live with them. Best regards! -- Wiggles Martin
[Wiggles was a stray adopted in December 2011 when he was 2 years old.] Posted November 2015
It's been a tough year for my family. I lost my friend, Hedy the pony, a year ago so now I don't have anyone to chase around the yard. In October my very best friend, Sophie the Lab, got sick and it turned out she had cancer. She died in December. Then in January, Autumn the Rhodesian ridgeback died. She was almost 15 so that was expected.
My family added two puppies to our family early in 2015. One is Macy and she is a golden retriever. She's really nice but a little stupid. She does want to play a lot more than I do, and I guess that's why it is a good thing they brought home Molly, a Lab rescue. She is really smart and a little bossy. I was hoping I would be the head of the pack, but now that Molly is 10 months old, she is. Oh well!
Anyway things are back to normal here. I like running around with the girls, and my family's grandmother has moved into our basement. She loves dogs and gives me lots of treats so I am glad she came. She has a cocker spaniel, Ryan, and he is very old, almost deaf and almost blind. I like him fine but I think when he dies I may be able to move in with Granny. I just love her new place and she has a lot of treats so it would be really nice.
Anyway, lots going on but overall life is still very good. My family loves me and takes a lot of time to pay attention just to me. Thanks so much for letting me live with them. Best regards! -- Wiggles Martin
[Wiggles was a stray adopted in December 2011 when he was 2 years old.] Posted November 2015
Fleury
Miss Fleury is doing great and enjoyed answering the door with her brother Hines on Halloween this past October. The kids were more fascinated by Fleury and Hines than by the candy!
Fleury likes to take walks, get her tummy rubbed, and get her hair brushed. We love it when she smiles and those pretty eyes sparkle. All is good in our household. -- Joan & Rober Bowling
[Fleury was adopted in February 2010 when she was about 5 years old.] Posted November 2015
Miss Fleury is doing great and enjoyed answering the door with her brother Hines on Halloween this past October. The kids were more fascinated by Fleury and Hines than by the candy!
Fleury likes to take walks, get her tummy rubbed, and get her hair brushed. We love it when she smiles and those pretty eyes sparkle. All is good in our household. -- Joan & Rober Bowling
[Fleury was adopted in February 2010 when she was about 5 years old.] Posted November 2015
Dobby
I am doing great and beginning to get this agility thingy. I have almost figured out that I am supposed to go around all those sticks in the ground in a certain order. I would rather chew sticks, which I love to do. I am really enjoying the strange hole in the wall that lets me go outside whenever I want. I might just wear out the hinges. My agility handler, Heather, is really my best friend when she comes over. We have finished the basic agility course and have been promoted to intermediate classes. Woohoo! -- Dobby's Shooting Star O'Shea
[Dobby was adopted in August 2015 when he was 1 year old.] Posted November 2015
I am doing great and beginning to get this agility thingy. I have almost figured out that I am supposed to go around all those sticks in the ground in a certain order. I would rather chew sticks, which I love to do. I am really enjoying the strange hole in the wall that lets me go outside whenever I want. I might just wear out the hinges. My agility handler, Heather, is really my best friend when she comes over. We have finished the basic agility course and have been promoted to intermediate classes. Woohoo! -- Dobby's Shooting Star O'Shea
[Dobby was adopted in August 2015 when he was 1 year old.] Posted November 2015
Shep
Thanks for checking up on me! This place is really great for me. (The folks added a fence in the back yard so I can get out and run a bit without a leash.) Willie and I did learn to get along, but then about a year ago, he died. That's when my troubles started all over again - Mom got two (2!!!!!!) kittens (here's a picture, but my eyes don't really look like that) to replace Willie. The one with the white face is named Mosby (for the Gray Ghost of Civil War fame) and the solid gray one is named Hemingway (because like Ernest's cats he has six toes on each foot). Mosby looks at me funny so I have to growl at him, but Hemingway is pretty cool about everything.
I'm sorry to say that I've put on a couple of pounds (too many treats I guess), but otherwise I'm really healthy and lovin' life. Thanks again for checking in. Dad likes to read the newsletters and see all the Shelties that are getting adopted. Keep up the great work!!! -- Shep Bicking
[Shep was adopted in October 2013 when he was 10 years old.] Posted November 2015
Thanks for checking up on me! This place is really great for me. (The folks added a fence in the back yard so I can get out and run a bit without a leash.) Willie and I did learn to get along, but then about a year ago, he died. That's when my troubles started all over again - Mom got two (2!!!!!!) kittens (here's a picture, but my eyes don't really look like that) to replace Willie. The one with the white face is named Mosby (for the Gray Ghost of Civil War fame) and the solid gray one is named Hemingway (because like Ernest's cats he has six toes on each foot). Mosby looks at me funny so I have to growl at him, but Hemingway is pretty cool about everything.
I'm sorry to say that I've put on a couple of pounds (too many treats I guess), but otherwise I'm really healthy and lovin' life. Thanks again for checking in. Dad likes to read the newsletters and see all the Shelties that are getting adopted. Keep up the great work!!! -- Shep Bicking
[Shep was adopted in October 2013 when he was 10 years old.] Posted November 2015
Shamrock
Tick Tock
Tick tock, tick tock,
My name is Shamrock.
The time is nigh 5 years o’clock
Since I arrived at my forever home,
On a day bittersweet with sorrow,
As my new Mom flew to Illinois,
To walk her father Home.
Tick tock, tick tock,
Happy to be Shamrock,
Turning that sorrow
On subsequent tomorrows
Into comfort and joy
With my Sheltie sister, Fawn –
Tick tock, tick tock,
How time flies
Going daily to Kemptown Park,
Playing the flashlight game in the dark,
Careening after Chuck-It on a lark,
Oh the joy of bark, bark, bark -
Until Fawn crossed the Rainbow Bridge…
Tick tock, tick tock,
My name is Shamrock
With wisdom crowning my 13th year
Making me “paws” to realize
That I am blessed
To never more to roam.
How Dad and Mom love me in my
Now forever home!
Tick Tock
Tick tock, tick tock,
My name is Shamrock.
The time is nigh 5 years o’clock
Since I arrived at my forever home,
On a day bittersweet with sorrow,
As my new Mom flew to Illinois,
To walk her father Home.
Tick tock, tick tock,
Happy to be Shamrock,
Turning that sorrow
On subsequent tomorrows
Into comfort and joy
With my Sheltie sister, Fawn –
Tick tock, tick tock,
How time flies
Going daily to Kemptown Park,
Playing the flashlight game in the dark,
Careening after Chuck-It on a lark,
Oh the joy of bark, bark, bark -
Until Fawn crossed the Rainbow Bridge…
Tick tock, tick tock,
My name is Shamrock
With wisdom crowning my 13th year
Making me “paws” to realize
That I am blessed
To never more to roam.
How Dad and Mom love me in my
Now forever home!
Cody - King of that scary recliner and during and after his walk.
Cody
Cody recently had his seventh birthday on October 15th, a date we gave him. He came to us in March 2011 with a guess that he was 2 1/2 years old. Here are some recent pictures. Cody is a happy dog, and he brings a lot of joy to our home. Thank you, NVSR, for making a wonderful match. -- Dyan and Juan Gomez
[Cody was adopted in March 2011 when he was 2 years old.] Posted November 2015
Cody recently had his seventh birthday on October 15th, a date we gave him. He came to us in March 2011 with a guess that he was 2 1/2 years old. Here are some recent pictures. Cody is a happy dog, and he brings a lot of joy to our home. Thank you, NVSR, for making a wonderful match. -- Dyan and Juan Gomez
[Cody was adopted in March 2011 when he was 2 years old.] Posted November 2015
Shelby
I am doing GREAT - my forever family is loving me so much! Since my brother, Danny, has joined us a couple of years ago, we are protecting our "land" in the backyard ... look at the pictures! I love sunning and running the fence line with my "girlfriend" Luna who is a boxer. She had babies this year and they kept one, so Kyra is running the fence line with Danny now too! I love being outside, and it is hard having to stay inside when it is raining but I definitely don't like to get wet ... I am a bit of drama queen when it comes to getting wet! I have gotten to take lots of rides in the car which I love ... we go visit my grandma who is in a nursing home ... not only do I bring great joy to her but everyone who lives there ... I gets lots of loving and kisses. I never turn those down.
Thank you for checking on me, and thank you for finding me my forever home! -- Shelby Oliver-Williams
[Shelby was adopted in August 2010 when she was 3 years old.] Posted November 2015
I am doing GREAT - my forever family is loving me so much! Since my brother, Danny, has joined us a couple of years ago, we are protecting our "land" in the backyard ... look at the pictures! I love sunning and running the fence line with my "girlfriend" Luna who is a boxer. She had babies this year and they kept one, so Kyra is running the fence line with Danny now too! I love being outside, and it is hard having to stay inside when it is raining but I definitely don't like to get wet ... I am a bit of drama queen when it comes to getting wet! I have gotten to take lots of rides in the car which I love ... we go visit my grandma who is in a nursing home ... not only do I bring great joy to her but everyone who lives there ... I gets lots of loving and kisses. I never turn those down.
Thank you for checking on me, and thank you for finding me my forever home! -- Shelby Oliver-Williams
[Shelby was adopted in August 2010 when she was 3 years old.] Posted November 2015
Here I am by MY TREE and checking out those fish!
Dusty
Who could believe it's been five years since my Dad died and my Mom could no longer care for me? As you can understand, I was pretty upset. But thanks to NVSR, I found a new Mom and Dad, and while I sure miss my first Mom and Dad, Christie and Bruce have been exceptional parents, and I know for certain I am in my furever home!
As my NVSR friends know, I am a lucky guy with two homes - one in Pennsylvania (Nov-Apr) and the other in Michigan (May-October). In Pennsylvania I live close to my parents' son and his family, including their dog, Kacey. We get to walk together every night! In Michigan, we live on a beautiful lake, and from our windows and my fenced yard I can bark at squirrels, chipmunks, foxes, and deer! A bear even scurried by one day! How fun is that?
One of my favorite pastimes is barking at fish in the lake! Every morning my Dad and I walk to the nearby marina and I can stand on the breakwater and bark at fish as they swim by! (I am a Sheltie, you know, and everything that moves deserves a good bark!) I also celebrated my 14th birthday this summer! I got a special dog cake. (Dad only gave me small pieces over the next week!) My Dad also gave me a job! He planted a pine tree in my yard in Michigan and told me if I "watered" it every day, it would grow! And it has! I am really proud of that!
Although I guess I am now what you would call a "senior dog," I still think I am a pup, and with the great food and medical care I get from Mom and Dad, and long walks every day with Dad, I am feeling great!
Hi to all my friends at NVSR!!! -- Love, Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 when he was 8 years old. He sends us news often] Posted November 2015
Who could believe it's been five years since my Dad died and my Mom could no longer care for me? As you can understand, I was pretty upset. But thanks to NVSR, I found a new Mom and Dad, and while I sure miss my first Mom and Dad, Christie and Bruce have been exceptional parents, and I know for certain I am in my furever home!
As my NVSR friends know, I am a lucky guy with two homes - one in Pennsylvania (Nov-Apr) and the other in Michigan (May-October). In Pennsylvania I live close to my parents' son and his family, including their dog, Kacey. We get to walk together every night! In Michigan, we live on a beautiful lake, and from our windows and my fenced yard I can bark at squirrels, chipmunks, foxes, and deer! A bear even scurried by one day! How fun is that?
One of my favorite pastimes is barking at fish in the lake! Every morning my Dad and I walk to the nearby marina and I can stand on the breakwater and bark at fish as they swim by! (I am a Sheltie, you know, and everything that moves deserves a good bark!) I also celebrated my 14th birthday this summer! I got a special dog cake. (Dad only gave me small pieces over the next week!) My Dad also gave me a job! He planted a pine tree in my yard in Michigan and told me if I "watered" it every day, it would grow! And it has! I am really proud of that!
Although I guess I am now what you would call a "senior dog," I still think I am a pup, and with the great food and medical care I get from Mom and Dad, and long walks every day with Dad, I am feeling great!
Hi to all my friends at NVSR!!! -- Love, Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 when he was 8 years old. He sends us news often] Posted November 2015
Bentley
We adopted Jet, renamed Bentley (right away), in 2009 at just 1 1/2 years old. He turned eight in May and is the sweetest, most gentle Sheltie ever. This is our all time favorite pic of Bentley, taken this past summer on one of our many trips to downtown Annapolis. He’s the larger sable sitting next to our little pint Hannah, whom we adopted from Northern Chesapeake Sheltie Rescue three years ago. Bentley does NADAC agility with his daddy and is just a few runs short of getting his Superior Elite Jumpers and Tunnelers certificates. His other hobbies include ridding our back yard of those pesky squirrels, playing Frisbee, and going to agility class. -- Cheers, Susan Hendrix
[Bentley was adopted in March 2009 when he was 1.5 years old.] Posted October 2015
We adopted Jet, renamed Bentley (right away), in 2009 at just 1 1/2 years old. He turned eight in May and is the sweetest, most gentle Sheltie ever. This is our all time favorite pic of Bentley, taken this past summer on one of our many trips to downtown Annapolis. He’s the larger sable sitting next to our little pint Hannah, whom we adopted from Northern Chesapeake Sheltie Rescue three years ago. Bentley does NADAC agility with his daddy and is just a few runs short of getting his Superior Elite Jumpers and Tunnelers certificates. His other hobbies include ridding our back yard of those pesky squirrels, playing Frisbee, and going to agility class. -- Cheers, Susan Hendrix
[Bentley was adopted in March 2009 when he was 1.5 years old.] Posted October 2015
Jessie
Changes. Ch-ch-ch-changes. That’s been my life in the past year or so. Fortunately, any bad change seems to be countered by another one for the good.
My Sheltie pal Xena passed away. Very bad change. Then Xena’s mom adopted Molly from NVSR, so I have a new friend now. Very nice. Unfortunately, due to schedule conflicts, Molly and I both had to miss the NVSR picnic this year. I had to have oral surgery back in February. Not a fun change. But the mass that was removed was benign and the problem is long gone now. That is all very good. (The oral surgeon, of course, remarked on the unusual wear on my teeth, from my earlier life when I chewed on my metal crate. Mom just laughs and says I have naturally curly teeth!)
Later in the spring the %$##!! cat, Pyro, passed away (kidney disease). He was quite a %$##!! cat, but he was MY %$##!! cat and that was not a happy change. But then, early this summer Mom adopted a new cat, Basil (as in Basil Fawlty from the British sitcom with John Cleese), and that is working out fine. Basil is 3 years old, has lived with a dog before, and we get on well. I never initiate any interactions, but Basil likes to sidle up and rub around my legs as he walks by. He doesn’t pester to play with me, though, and that is just the way I like it. Here's a photo of me and Basil – and one of our recently departed Pyro, too.
Life is good. Best wishes to everyone at NVSR. (Basil says I need to put in a good word for SCRC, too, the Siamese Cat Rescue Center in Virginia.) -- Jessie Herbert
[Jessie was adopted in June 2009 when she was about 4 years old.] Posted September 2015
Changes. Ch-ch-ch-changes. That’s been my life in the past year or so. Fortunately, any bad change seems to be countered by another one for the good.
My Sheltie pal Xena passed away. Very bad change. Then Xena’s mom adopted Molly from NVSR, so I have a new friend now. Very nice. Unfortunately, due to schedule conflicts, Molly and I both had to miss the NVSR picnic this year. I had to have oral surgery back in February. Not a fun change. But the mass that was removed was benign and the problem is long gone now. That is all very good. (The oral surgeon, of course, remarked on the unusual wear on my teeth, from my earlier life when I chewed on my metal crate. Mom just laughs and says I have naturally curly teeth!)
Later in the spring the %$##!! cat, Pyro, passed away (kidney disease). He was quite a %$##!! cat, but he was MY %$##!! cat and that was not a happy change. But then, early this summer Mom adopted a new cat, Basil (as in Basil Fawlty from the British sitcom with John Cleese), and that is working out fine. Basil is 3 years old, has lived with a dog before, and we get on well. I never initiate any interactions, but Basil likes to sidle up and rub around my legs as he walks by. He doesn’t pester to play with me, though, and that is just the way I like it. Here's a photo of me and Basil – and one of our recently departed Pyro, too.
Life is good. Best wishes to everyone at NVSR. (Basil says I need to put in a good word for SCRC, too, the Siamese Cat Rescue Center in Virginia.) -- Jessie Herbert
[Jessie was adopted in June 2009 when she was about 4 years old.] Posted September 2015
Here's Cane with his buddies, Bugle and Dewey
Cane
Cane and I enjoyed the Sheltie Picnic on Saturday - the fresh air (plus dust and dried grass) tired both of us so we left a bit early. He did pose on the straw bale and looked handsome, as usual.
Cane is my first canine companion but it seems like he has been with me forever. Cane gets along with two cats - Dewey (the big orange cat) and shy Princess. He enjoys meeting people - especially school age children and likes me to walk him down to the school bus stop in the morning. Cane visits his friend Bugle (my daughter's dog) when I go on vacation. -- Joan Lindsey and Cane
[Cane was adopted in June 2015 when he was 10 years old.] Posted September 2015
Cane and I enjoyed the Sheltie Picnic on Saturday - the fresh air (plus dust and dried grass) tired both of us so we left a bit early. He did pose on the straw bale and looked handsome, as usual.
Cane is my first canine companion but it seems like he has been with me forever. Cane gets along with two cats - Dewey (the big orange cat) and shy Princess. He enjoys meeting people - especially school age children and likes me to walk him down to the school bus stop in the morning. Cane visits his friend Bugle (my daughter's dog) when I go on vacation. -- Joan Lindsey and Cane
[Cane was adopted in June 2015 when he was 10 years old.] Posted September 2015
Jazzy
Hi, my name is Jazzy; when Mom adopted me I was Jazz, but she felt I was too girly for just Jazz so she calls me Jazzy. Of course when I don’t do as she asks, she will call me Jazz and I know I better do as she says. Ha.
I had always had other siblings around me at my other home and foster home but at my new home, it is just Mom and me and sometimes her boyfriend. I love getting all the attention and treats, which are given sparingly so as to watch my girlish figure. Mom and I go for a walk every morning and I can’t wait. I don’t like getting my harness on but when she asks if I want go see Moose, I let her put my harness on. Moose is a yellow Lab who thinks I am a beautiful lady, and he whines every time he sees me coming. His Mom gives me a treat sometimes. I haven’t told Moose about the black Lab that lives behind me. He too likes me and talks to me sometimes. His parents and their little boy are always in and out, and this keeps me busy barking at them. They don’t seem to mind though.
Life is grand with my new Mom as she loves on me all the time, brushes me very gently, and hugs and kisses me all day. She tries to get me to play ball outside and I like it for awhile, but then I love to eat grass during this time too. We play this really neat game at night in the bedroom where Mom will put her hand under this fleece throw on the floor (I sleep on this sometimes), and I like to gently grab it. Kind of like a cat and mouse game. Mom laughs and laughs at me. The cutest thing I do that Mom and shows off to anyone who comes to visit, is when I cross my paws like a little lady or I reach my paw out to get some petting. Mom also loves that I don’t bother anything when she leaves me alone. I lie under the kitchen table or at the side door and when she comes home I run outside and sit on the patio in the sun, even on those hot days. This blows Mom’s mind and she will remind me in a short time to go get in the shade. I love my forever home, and we hope to be together for a very long time. -- Jazzy Mundy
[Jazzy was adopted in March 2015 when she was 7 years old.] Posted September 2015
Hi, my name is Jazzy; when Mom adopted me I was Jazz, but she felt I was too girly for just Jazz so she calls me Jazzy. Of course when I don’t do as she asks, she will call me Jazz and I know I better do as she says. Ha.
I had always had other siblings around me at my other home and foster home but at my new home, it is just Mom and me and sometimes her boyfriend. I love getting all the attention and treats, which are given sparingly so as to watch my girlish figure. Mom and I go for a walk every morning and I can’t wait. I don’t like getting my harness on but when she asks if I want go see Moose, I let her put my harness on. Moose is a yellow Lab who thinks I am a beautiful lady, and he whines every time he sees me coming. His Mom gives me a treat sometimes. I haven’t told Moose about the black Lab that lives behind me. He too likes me and talks to me sometimes. His parents and their little boy are always in and out, and this keeps me busy barking at them. They don’t seem to mind though.
Life is grand with my new Mom as she loves on me all the time, brushes me very gently, and hugs and kisses me all day. She tries to get me to play ball outside and I like it for awhile, but then I love to eat grass during this time too. We play this really neat game at night in the bedroom where Mom will put her hand under this fleece throw on the floor (I sleep on this sometimes), and I like to gently grab it. Kind of like a cat and mouse game. Mom laughs and laughs at me. The cutest thing I do that Mom and shows off to anyone who comes to visit, is when I cross my paws like a little lady or I reach my paw out to get some petting. Mom also loves that I don’t bother anything when she leaves me alone. I lie under the kitchen table or at the side door and when she comes home I run outside and sit on the patio in the sun, even on those hot days. This blows Mom’s mind and she will remind me in a short time to go get in the shade. I love my forever home, and we hope to be together for a very long time. -- Jazzy Mundy
[Jazzy was adopted in March 2015 when she was 7 years old.] Posted September 2015
Here I am on my weekend adventure - what fun!!
Maria
Hi, Shepherd Volunteers - thanks for checking in on me. You and your friends at NVSR don't have to worry, because I am more than happy. I almost have a full coat again, I don't have to wear PJ's, and my teeth don't chatter anymore. We're still working on the itchies, though. My skin doctor is finally convinced that I don't have food allergies. I've been trying to tell them all along that it's stuff outside that makes me itch. I prefer to go potty in the mulch right outside the backdoor so I don't have to step in that yucky grass. I can't be tested for yucky outside allergies until I stop taking "steer oids," so it may be awhile. Maybe once the weather gets cooler.
I see you've heard about my name change, too. Dog-ma said that "Rhiannon" had too many "silly bulls," and they all got caught up in her mouth. First she called me "Rhea" and of course I responded. But she thought that didn't sound prissy enough for me, so she eventually changed it to "Maria." Sometimes when she's loving on me she calls me "Maria Isabella." Seems to me that name has as many silly bulls as "Rhiannon," but what do I know? I like it when she loves on me. She laughs at me when she wakes up and finds me on my back with my head on the pillow next to her. That usually gets me a belly rub.
I have two Sheltie brothers, PJ and Scottie, but they are both older than I am and sleep most of the time. They keep me company though and help me relax when Dog-ma leaves the house. I would much rather she take me everywhere she goes, but she tells me that dogs aren't allowed some places. We went on an adventure yesterday and I got to go to Carter's Mountain Orchard and down to the Rivanna River. I had lots of fun on the mountain and got a lot of attention. Even better, I found lots of apple pieces to eat. Now that I can have all different kinds of foods, Dog-ma has discovered I like all kinds of fruits and veggies. My favorites are blueberries and melon. We ran into a snake (BLAH!) at the river, and Dog-ma had to figure out a way to get me back over it without getting bitten. Thank goodness we all came home safely.
I've also graduated from basic obedience at All Things Pawssible. I won musical mats on graduation day and was honored with a gift certificate for goodies at Crate and Marrow. It's time to go shopping so I can spend my winnings. Wags to everyone! -- Maria Tisdale
[Maria was adopted in May 2015 when she was 7 years old.] Posted September 2015
Hi, Shepherd Volunteers - thanks for checking in on me. You and your friends at NVSR don't have to worry, because I am more than happy. I almost have a full coat again, I don't have to wear PJ's, and my teeth don't chatter anymore. We're still working on the itchies, though. My skin doctor is finally convinced that I don't have food allergies. I've been trying to tell them all along that it's stuff outside that makes me itch. I prefer to go potty in the mulch right outside the backdoor so I don't have to step in that yucky grass. I can't be tested for yucky outside allergies until I stop taking "steer oids," so it may be awhile. Maybe once the weather gets cooler.
I see you've heard about my name change, too. Dog-ma said that "Rhiannon" had too many "silly bulls," and they all got caught up in her mouth. First she called me "Rhea" and of course I responded. But she thought that didn't sound prissy enough for me, so she eventually changed it to "Maria." Sometimes when she's loving on me she calls me "Maria Isabella." Seems to me that name has as many silly bulls as "Rhiannon," but what do I know? I like it when she loves on me. She laughs at me when she wakes up and finds me on my back with my head on the pillow next to her. That usually gets me a belly rub.
I have two Sheltie brothers, PJ and Scottie, but they are both older than I am and sleep most of the time. They keep me company though and help me relax when Dog-ma leaves the house. I would much rather she take me everywhere she goes, but she tells me that dogs aren't allowed some places. We went on an adventure yesterday and I got to go to Carter's Mountain Orchard and down to the Rivanna River. I had lots of fun on the mountain and got a lot of attention. Even better, I found lots of apple pieces to eat. Now that I can have all different kinds of foods, Dog-ma has discovered I like all kinds of fruits and veggies. My favorites are blueberries and melon. We ran into a snake (BLAH!) at the river, and Dog-ma had to figure out a way to get me back over it without getting bitten. Thank goodness we all came home safely.
I've also graduated from basic obedience at All Things Pawssible. I won musical mats on graduation day and was honored with a gift certificate for goodies at Crate and Marrow. It's time to go shopping so I can spend my winnings. Wags to everyone! -- Maria Tisdale
[Maria was adopted in May 2015 when she was 7 years old.] Posted September 2015
Maisey
Hello to the NVSR team! We took a vacation in Wisconsin, and Maisey traveled well as did all our other NVSR alumni. : ) Here's a photo of her on that trip, surrounded by beautiful hostas. She has settled in really well with everyone and has certainly bonded with Mike. Maisey has funny quirks, like when the phone rings, she comes flying from where she was lying and barks at us. We always tell her she's a good girl for letting us know we have a phone call. Her heart murmur has stayed steady and we have been monitoring her health, but right now there are no issues.
We wanted Sharon know that Maisey is well, and we appreciate her fostering our girl. We hope to make it to the picnic to see everyone (they did!). Take care and thank you for everything all of you do. -- Ursula Stearns
[Maisy was our first dog rescue in 2015, and she was adopted in April 2015 when she was 11 years old.] Posted September 2015
Hello to the NVSR team! We took a vacation in Wisconsin, and Maisey traveled well as did all our other NVSR alumni. : ) Here's a photo of her on that trip, surrounded by beautiful hostas. She has settled in really well with everyone and has certainly bonded with Mike. Maisey has funny quirks, like when the phone rings, she comes flying from where she was lying and barks at us. We always tell her she's a good girl for letting us know we have a phone call. Her heart murmur has stayed steady and we have been monitoring her health, but right now there are no issues.
We wanted Sharon know that Maisey is well, and we appreciate her fostering our girl. We hope to make it to the picnic to see everyone (they did!). Take care and thank you for everything all of you do. -- Ursula Stearns
[Maisy was our first dog rescue in 2015, and she was adopted in April 2015 when she was 11 years old.] Posted September 2015
Hunter
Hello, NVSR friends! Hunter will be 13 in November, and I just can't believe he's been with us for 10 years!
He is still going strong and doing well for his age, but he's definitely slowed down in the last year. Stairs are very difficult if not impossible for him, and he's lost most of his hearing. He still enjoys playing ball, just at a little slower pace, and his favorite thing to do is still to spend time with us. My two daughters are very bonded with him, and my 8-year-old has taken on a lot of the responsibility of his care. They have a very special relationship, and she takes such pride in feeding him and taking him on walks. It is so heartwarming to see them together.
Here are some photos of Hunter on our recent beach trip. Looking at him, you would never know he's almost 13! I'll keep you posted on him to let you know how he's doing. -- Best, Angie Watts
[Hunter was adopted in August 2006 when he was 3 1/2 years old. He was adopted with his buddy, Simon, who passed away from cancer in January 2013. Sadly, Hunter died in April 2016 after living a wonderful long life.]
Posted September 2015
Hello, NVSR friends! Hunter will be 13 in November, and I just can't believe he's been with us for 10 years!
He is still going strong and doing well for his age, but he's definitely slowed down in the last year. Stairs are very difficult if not impossible for him, and he's lost most of his hearing. He still enjoys playing ball, just at a little slower pace, and his favorite thing to do is still to spend time with us. My two daughters are very bonded with him, and my 8-year-old has taken on a lot of the responsibility of his care. They have a very special relationship, and she takes such pride in feeding him and taking him on walks. It is so heartwarming to see them together.
Here are some photos of Hunter on our recent beach trip. Looking at him, you would never know he's almost 13! I'll keep you posted on him to let you know how he's doing. -- Best, Angie Watts
[Hunter was adopted in August 2006 when he was 3 1/2 years old. He was adopted with his buddy, Simon, who passed away from cancer in January 2013. Sadly, Hunter died in April 2016 after living a wonderful long life.]
Posted September 2015
Here I am patrolling the dog park and photos of my "good side" and my pretty face.
Heather
Hello NVSR! Heather here, writing to tell you a little bit about myself and about what's new with me! I am loving it here in Northern Virginia! I was adopted in 2013 after being fostered for a while. My adoption story is a little funny. A couple began fostering me with no intention to adopt me (that's how it always starts off!). Their son just graduated from college and came back home shortly before I arrived, and when we met, well, I guess you can say it was "puppy love!" I ended up being adopted as a surprise birthday present for him in the fall...and then my family grew even more when Daddy got married to my mommy a year and a half later! Now I am basking in the love and assurance that I won't get bounced around from family to family like I was before, and I have a nice young couple to keep up with my Sheltie antics and "energy."
Although I am technically a "senior," I still have so much energy and playfulness that you would never expect me to be 12 years old. Sure, I love to lie around as much as the next dog, but give me a 40-minute walk and I'm still raring to go! People comment at the dog park how surprised they are when they learn my real age. Guess I'm like a fine bottle of that smelly stuff - I get better with age. ;)
I do like to keep to myself at the dog park, though - that is, unless the other mutts are getting too rowdy. Then it's Policedog Kirschman, and I lay down the law of the land with a strong paw. I run barking behind other dogs who start to act foolish, but nobody pays attention to me! It's probably because I was debarked by a previous owner and now I have an airy "baby bark" that doesn't compare to the classic Sheltie Shout. These young 'uns better learn to heed me, though. Youthful pride always comes before the fall!
My parents don't even listen to me! Even though I am the baby of the house, they should learn to respect their elders. They do this thing every morning where they walk to the door, say good-bye, and then they put their arms around each other like they are trying to attack each other! I won't stand for any of it. I run over and bark my butt off until they finally tell me to be quiet...even then I keep an eye on them until one of them leaves for work. It's even worse if I catch them tickling each other. Does no one have any sense of order and maturity anymore? But I guess Mom and Pop are pretty cool, and they do put up with me when I see another dog on our walks and I bark away in order to protect them. I still don't know why they tell me to stop since obviously danger is so imminent! We've never been attacked by another dog before, and I think we all know it's because of my intimidating and timely responses.
Don't be afraid to come up to me and say 'Hello" at the Sheltie picnic, though! I went two years ago when I was still a foster dog and had a blast. By all means, come over and say Hi, because my mom and I have been reading all about you guys and your Happy Tails, and we'd love to keep sharing ours with you!
Love and dog treats, Heather "Cheddar Baby" Kirschman
[Heather was adopted in October 2013 when she was 10 years old.] Posted September 2015
Hello NVSR! Heather here, writing to tell you a little bit about myself and about what's new with me! I am loving it here in Northern Virginia! I was adopted in 2013 after being fostered for a while. My adoption story is a little funny. A couple began fostering me with no intention to adopt me (that's how it always starts off!). Their son just graduated from college and came back home shortly before I arrived, and when we met, well, I guess you can say it was "puppy love!" I ended up being adopted as a surprise birthday present for him in the fall...and then my family grew even more when Daddy got married to my mommy a year and a half later! Now I am basking in the love and assurance that I won't get bounced around from family to family like I was before, and I have a nice young couple to keep up with my Sheltie antics and "energy."
Although I am technically a "senior," I still have so much energy and playfulness that you would never expect me to be 12 years old. Sure, I love to lie around as much as the next dog, but give me a 40-minute walk and I'm still raring to go! People comment at the dog park how surprised they are when they learn my real age. Guess I'm like a fine bottle of that smelly stuff - I get better with age. ;)
I do like to keep to myself at the dog park, though - that is, unless the other mutts are getting too rowdy. Then it's Policedog Kirschman, and I lay down the law of the land with a strong paw. I run barking behind other dogs who start to act foolish, but nobody pays attention to me! It's probably because I was debarked by a previous owner and now I have an airy "baby bark" that doesn't compare to the classic Sheltie Shout. These young 'uns better learn to heed me, though. Youthful pride always comes before the fall!
My parents don't even listen to me! Even though I am the baby of the house, they should learn to respect their elders. They do this thing every morning where they walk to the door, say good-bye, and then they put their arms around each other like they are trying to attack each other! I won't stand for any of it. I run over and bark my butt off until they finally tell me to be quiet...even then I keep an eye on them until one of them leaves for work. It's even worse if I catch them tickling each other. Does no one have any sense of order and maturity anymore? But I guess Mom and Pop are pretty cool, and they do put up with me when I see another dog on our walks and I bark away in order to protect them. I still don't know why they tell me to stop since obviously danger is so imminent! We've never been attacked by another dog before, and I think we all know it's because of my intimidating and timely responses.
Don't be afraid to come up to me and say 'Hello" at the Sheltie picnic, though! I went two years ago when I was still a foster dog and had a blast. By all means, come over and say Hi, because my mom and I have been reading all about you guys and your Happy Tails, and we'd love to keep sharing ours with you!
Love and dog treats, Heather "Cheddar Baby" Kirschman
[Heather was adopted in October 2013 when she was 10 years old.] Posted September 2015
Rudi says: "Let me at those adoption day pup cakes!"
Rudi
Rudi has been a lifesaver for me, and he is doing wonderfully. It was his 2-year forever home day last week, and we made him “pup cakes” and a special dinner. It is long overdue that I let you know how he is doing.
In March this year I had a ruptured brain aneurism. After a 9-day hospital stay, I was released to find little Rudi anxiously awaiting my return. Wendy had tried to get permission for him to visit me in the hospital, but could not. He stayed by my side every minute since I have been home. While he is still very shy about men in general, he trusts me more now. He is also more comfortable being on the floor occasionally. Originally he would never stay on the floor but always had to be up on a chair, bed, or couch. Something in his past made him very anxious if he was unable to be off the ground. Now he will sometimes lie on the floor or carpet for a little while (but still wants to be next to someone). He finds his voice whenever he goes to the dog park (which is almost every day with Laurian, and sometimes with Wendy or myself). He is still quiet when I am around but does bark like crazy for a bit when I leave the house.
Two of Rudi’s Sheltie friends passed away in the last year and a half – Tiger and Bandit. They made it to 13 and 18 years old. (Bandit was a rescue.) I might be imagining it, but I think Rudi picked up some of their wonderful qualities. Tally is still with us – she is a rescue chow and about 6 years old. She is small for a chow, about 40 pounds, so there is not too great a size disparity between her and Rudi, and they play occasionally (when Rudi feels like it!).
Rudi really helped in my recovery from a tough time this year, and I do not have the words to express how grateful we are that NVSR allowed us to adopt him. He has Laurian, Tina, Wendy, and myself looking out for him every day of his life, but I do not know if anyone else knows how much he has looked out for me. Thank you very much. Sincerely, Ken Cowan
[Rudi was adopted in August 2013 when he was about 4-5 years old.] Posted September 2015
Rudi has been a lifesaver for me, and he is doing wonderfully. It was his 2-year forever home day last week, and we made him “pup cakes” and a special dinner. It is long overdue that I let you know how he is doing.
In March this year I had a ruptured brain aneurism. After a 9-day hospital stay, I was released to find little Rudi anxiously awaiting my return. Wendy had tried to get permission for him to visit me in the hospital, but could not. He stayed by my side every minute since I have been home. While he is still very shy about men in general, he trusts me more now. He is also more comfortable being on the floor occasionally. Originally he would never stay on the floor but always had to be up on a chair, bed, or couch. Something in his past made him very anxious if he was unable to be off the ground. Now he will sometimes lie on the floor or carpet for a little while (but still wants to be next to someone). He finds his voice whenever he goes to the dog park (which is almost every day with Laurian, and sometimes with Wendy or myself). He is still quiet when I am around but does bark like crazy for a bit when I leave the house.
Two of Rudi’s Sheltie friends passed away in the last year and a half – Tiger and Bandit. They made it to 13 and 18 years old. (Bandit was a rescue.) I might be imagining it, but I think Rudi picked up some of their wonderful qualities. Tally is still with us – she is a rescue chow and about 6 years old. She is small for a chow, about 40 pounds, so there is not too great a size disparity between her and Rudi, and they play occasionally (when Rudi feels like it!).
Rudi really helped in my recovery from a tough time this year, and I do not have the words to express how grateful we are that NVSR allowed us to adopt him. He has Laurian, Tina, Wendy, and myself looking out for him every day of his life, but I do not know if anyone else knows how much he has looked out for me. Thank you very much. Sincerely, Ken Cowan
[Rudi was adopted in August 2013 when he was about 4-5 years old.] Posted September 2015
Buttercup
Buttercup is doing very well. She stays close by and keeps an eye on me when I’m working in the office at home. Sometimes she’ll wander out to the sunroom to look outside or catch a few rays. She loves to snuggle at night and will paw at us to continue petting her if we stop too soon. While not much of a barker, sometimes she will yowl as we prepare to go outside, especially if we get a late start to the day.
She still does not want to do much with other animals, but she does show some curiosity and sniffs after them as they walk by. However, if they get too close, she quickly makes her boundaries clear. All in all, she has been a wonderful addition to the family, and we can’t imagine life without her. -- Karen Hartman
[Buttercup was adopted in July 2009 when she was 3 years old] Posted September 2015
Buttercup is doing very well. She stays close by and keeps an eye on me when I’m working in the office at home. Sometimes she’ll wander out to the sunroom to look outside or catch a few rays. She loves to snuggle at night and will paw at us to continue petting her if we stop too soon. While not much of a barker, sometimes she will yowl as we prepare to go outside, especially if we get a late start to the day.
She still does not want to do much with other animals, but she does show some curiosity and sniffs after them as they walk by. However, if they get too close, she quickly makes her boundaries clear. All in all, she has been a wonderful addition to the family, and we can’t imagine life without her. -- Karen Hartman
[Buttercup was adopted in July 2009 when she was 3 years old] Posted September 2015
Brandy
Brandy is the light of our life. She has gained complete control of our household. We have no illusions about that. We marvel at her intelligence, ability to manipulate, mischievousness, and she has a deep well of love. She makes us laugh and she never ceases to amaze us. Brandy awakens at 6:30 and since she is up, feels it her duty to wake us up also. We are treated to a vast musical repertoire which changes daily. If there is no movement, she accompanies her serenade with scratching the sheets while placing her tiny, lovable face close to my ears.
She and I go for a 45-minute walk around our neighborhood. She decides the streets we take and often will stop in the middle of the block--this is her way of saying that she wants to cross the street. When she's tired, she simply lies down and monitors the comings and goings of our neighbors and traffic. Before crossing the street, I tell her "Car coming." Lately, she checks to see if there is really a car or whether it's me wanting to steer he in another direction. She has an incredible memory. She will stop to investigate what was not there from a previous walk. She has a very strong will. We meet other dogs and she is friendly and discerning in her response.
About three years ago, a neighbor who lives nearby adopted a dog though we did not know that at the time of our morning walk. As we pass the house, the dog, Zuri barked - a deep, unnerving sound. Brandy was startled and proceeded to walk at a faster pace. On our way home, as soon as she reached Zuri's fence, she told him exactly what he thought of his rudeness, complete with Sheltie spin, lunging, guttural sounds and barking. This occurs only when Zuri is inside his yard. When they meet outside, Brandy is fine and greets him normally. Zuri, is a large Labrador with yellow eyes.
Brandy has a heartthrob - Rock. If we miss seeing Rock during our walk, Brandy will wait for him to come out, lying down on the sidewalk with her face toward his house until she realizes that he is not coming after 10 minutes and her Mom's pleas to go home. Rock is a big Pit Bull. No one who sees them together believes it. Brandy is widely known, from our neighbors, to those who ride by our home, the men who are digging on our street, the stranger who dares to walk by while she is lounging on the deck.
We love Brandy. I spoil her without reservation. Steve teases me about the many beds Brandy has (three upstairs and one downstairs). The one downstairs moves to whatever room she is in. Oh, Brandy has trained me to anticipate her need for the air conditioner.
I deeply love, my little girl, Brandy. She has brought us great joy, wonderful moments, and a love that is unconditional. I hope that this gives you a window into the life of our special little girl, Brandy. -- Maryse Horblitt
[Brandy was adopted in April 2009 when she was 5 years old.] Posted August 2015
Brandy is the light of our life. She has gained complete control of our household. We have no illusions about that. We marvel at her intelligence, ability to manipulate, mischievousness, and she has a deep well of love. She makes us laugh and she never ceases to amaze us. Brandy awakens at 6:30 and since she is up, feels it her duty to wake us up also. We are treated to a vast musical repertoire which changes daily. If there is no movement, she accompanies her serenade with scratching the sheets while placing her tiny, lovable face close to my ears.
She and I go for a 45-minute walk around our neighborhood. She decides the streets we take and often will stop in the middle of the block--this is her way of saying that she wants to cross the street. When she's tired, she simply lies down and monitors the comings and goings of our neighbors and traffic. Before crossing the street, I tell her "Car coming." Lately, she checks to see if there is really a car or whether it's me wanting to steer he in another direction. She has an incredible memory. She will stop to investigate what was not there from a previous walk. She has a very strong will. We meet other dogs and she is friendly and discerning in her response.
About three years ago, a neighbor who lives nearby adopted a dog though we did not know that at the time of our morning walk. As we pass the house, the dog, Zuri barked - a deep, unnerving sound. Brandy was startled and proceeded to walk at a faster pace. On our way home, as soon as she reached Zuri's fence, she told him exactly what he thought of his rudeness, complete with Sheltie spin, lunging, guttural sounds and barking. This occurs only when Zuri is inside his yard. When they meet outside, Brandy is fine and greets him normally. Zuri, is a large Labrador with yellow eyes.
Brandy has a heartthrob - Rock. If we miss seeing Rock during our walk, Brandy will wait for him to come out, lying down on the sidewalk with her face toward his house until she realizes that he is not coming after 10 minutes and her Mom's pleas to go home. Rock is a big Pit Bull. No one who sees them together believes it. Brandy is widely known, from our neighbors, to those who ride by our home, the men who are digging on our street, the stranger who dares to walk by while she is lounging on the deck.
We love Brandy. I spoil her without reservation. Steve teases me about the many beds Brandy has (three upstairs and one downstairs). The one downstairs moves to whatever room she is in. Oh, Brandy has trained me to anticipate her need for the air conditioner.
I deeply love, my little girl, Brandy. She has brought us great joy, wonderful moments, and a love that is unconditional. I hope that this gives you a window into the life of our special little girl, Brandy. -- Maryse Horblitt
[Brandy was adopted in April 2009 when she was 5 years old.] Posted August 2015
Blue
Here's a picture of Blue and me at Peaks of Otter. He has clocked about 15,000 miles in his car crate in the past two years--a well-traveled dog.
Blue has been a slow-developer as a pet, but he now has hours in the morning where he is happy and engaged. He does QiGong with my husband outside, he follows his humans (and cat) around for any small treats that might come his way, and he has learned to guard chew toys. He is still afraid of stuffed toys and has added spoons and cannon-fire to his list of fears! (We live in hearing distance of Colonial Williamsburg.) And he still likes to retreat, especially in the afternoons. His FAVORITE activity is walking on the leash many times a day whether it's in the neighborhood or around Abbott Lake at Peaks of Otter or throughout Nebraska when we visit.
We are so happy we got to be Blue's parents. -- Linda Lane-Hamilton
[Blue was adopted in June 2013 when he was 5 years old.] Posted August 2015
Here's a picture of Blue and me at Peaks of Otter. He has clocked about 15,000 miles in his car crate in the past two years--a well-traveled dog.
Blue has been a slow-developer as a pet, but he now has hours in the morning where he is happy and engaged. He does QiGong with my husband outside, he follows his humans (and cat) around for any small treats that might come his way, and he has learned to guard chew toys. He is still afraid of stuffed toys and has added spoons and cannon-fire to his list of fears! (We live in hearing distance of Colonial Williamsburg.) And he still likes to retreat, especially in the afternoons. His FAVORITE activity is walking on the leash many times a day whether it's in the neighborhood or around Abbott Lake at Peaks of Otter or throughout Nebraska when we visit.
We are so happy we got to be Blue's parents. -- Linda Lane-Hamilton
[Blue was adopted in June 2013 when he was 5 years old.] Posted August 2015
Here I am in front of my fireplace and how "the man" feeds me twice a day.
Lady
I'm settled in my forever home. I love my momma very much. The man in the house not as much, but I'm sloooowly building a wee bit of trust. It's very hard for me, as I do not trust men in general. This one feeds me from his hand twice a day, every day. He also takes me for walks two or three times every day. He always takes me for a final walk before bedtime as I'm afraid of going out after dark. During the day I use the dog door to go out and chase away any and all: trespassers, cats, squirrels, birds, anything. My people fuss at me when I chase the small cottontail rabbit.
I've been going to obedience class since February. The man takes me every week. I do well except for "stay." I also do not like him walking around behind me when the teacher says, "return to heel position." I tolerate the man because he feeds me and walks me, but I'm still not going to go up to him or let him pet me unless there is a thunder storm. I'm very afraid of storms, even hard rain scares me. I'm also frightened by ANY sharp noise! I know the man wants to hold me and pet me but I just can't let him. Maybe over time I'll give in. I do love my mom and wait for her every morning. I jump up on the sofa and she gives me scratches and cuddles. I'm glad I found a home where the people love me. -- Lady Smith
[Lady was adopted in January 2015 just before she turned 7 years old.] Posted August 2015
I'm settled in my forever home. I love my momma very much. The man in the house not as much, but I'm sloooowly building a wee bit of trust. It's very hard for me, as I do not trust men in general. This one feeds me from his hand twice a day, every day. He also takes me for walks two or three times every day. He always takes me for a final walk before bedtime as I'm afraid of going out after dark. During the day I use the dog door to go out and chase away any and all: trespassers, cats, squirrels, birds, anything. My people fuss at me when I chase the small cottontail rabbit.
I've been going to obedience class since February. The man takes me every week. I do well except for "stay." I also do not like him walking around behind me when the teacher says, "return to heel position." I tolerate the man because he feeds me and walks me, but I'm still not going to go up to him or let him pet me unless there is a thunder storm. I'm very afraid of storms, even hard rain scares me. I'm also frightened by ANY sharp noise! I know the man wants to hold me and pet me but I just can't let him. Maybe over time I'll give in. I do love my mom and wait for her every morning. I jump up on the sofa and she gives me scratches and cuddles. I'm glad I found a home where the people love me. -- Lady Smith
[Lady was adopted in January 2015 just before she turned 7 years old.] Posted August 2015
Oreo
Hi, everyone! I just celebrated my 10th birthday yesterday and thought it would be a good time to check in. I am doing great!! Mom and Dad took me to PetSmart for my birthday so I could pick out yummy treats and pick up the special food I eat (c/d urinary). Everyone at PetSmart told me how pretty, handsome, and gentle I am. They also could not believe I am 10 years old. I was even given two special treats. Mom and Dad were so proud! They couldn't stop smiling. I know I am their everything, I feel their love for me everyday. My grandparents called me yesterday to sing "Happy Birthday" to me. That was great, but I am hoping they remembered to buy me birthday treats.
I still do my exercises to keep my back strong. Mom and Dad want me to be as strong as I can be. Next year Mom and Dad are getting a RV so I can go everywhere with them. When I can't go with them, honorary Grandma Gertrude stays with me. We have a lot of fun!
Here are some precious pictures of me enjoying my backyard.
Love to all my Sheltie brothers and sisters and to my NVSR family!! -- Oreo Withrow
[Oreo was adopted in September 2011 when he was 5 years old. When he came to NVSR early in 2011, he could not keep his four legs going in the same direction. He had major surgery to remove a cyst pressing on his spinal cord He has fully recovered from that and is living the good life.] Posted August 2015
Hi, everyone! I just celebrated my 10th birthday yesterday and thought it would be a good time to check in. I am doing great!! Mom and Dad took me to PetSmart for my birthday so I could pick out yummy treats and pick up the special food I eat (c/d urinary). Everyone at PetSmart told me how pretty, handsome, and gentle I am. They also could not believe I am 10 years old. I was even given two special treats. Mom and Dad were so proud! They couldn't stop smiling. I know I am their everything, I feel their love for me everyday. My grandparents called me yesterday to sing "Happy Birthday" to me. That was great, but I am hoping they remembered to buy me birthday treats.
I still do my exercises to keep my back strong. Mom and Dad want me to be as strong as I can be. Next year Mom and Dad are getting a RV so I can go everywhere with them. When I can't go with them, honorary Grandma Gertrude stays with me. We have a lot of fun!
Here are some precious pictures of me enjoying my backyard.
Love to all my Sheltie brothers and sisters and to my NVSR family!! -- Oreo Withrow
[Oreo was adopted in September 2011 when he was 5 years old. When he came to NVSR early in 2011, he could not keep his four legs going in the same direction. He had major surgery to remove a cyst pressing on his spinal cord He has fully recovered from that and is living the good life.] Posted August 2015
Here I am waiting for those sneaky squirrels and ... my evil eye! Actually, I'm pretty cute.
Katie
Here's another of Katie's lively updates!
I'm doing great! MuttMom says you would not recognize me. I am hardly ever afraid anymore. And I am real brave on walks now. Instead of trying to run in panic at something, Dakota taught me her evil eye. I just eye that evil thing and keep on trotting proudly! I still rival Riley for Glutton Guru of the house. But my latest checkup two months ago shows I'm still at a perfect weight. The DogDoc said I'm more limber than a gymnast and, at 10, said I am younger than my years! I don't know what that means but I got a cookie for it! I run and play in the house and backyard. I chase my canine siblings all the time! I chase DogDad too. Everyone laughs when they see me jumping around with my nose and my tail in the air. MuttMom says I defy gravity whatever that is. (Hope it's tasty and I get some!)
When I get hot, I hide in the shade under the chairs. I wait for squirrels. They don't see me. I'm so little I can bolt out and chase them before they even know I'm there!
Three weeks ago I stayed in the Rocky Gorge Pet Resort with Riley and Dakota for five whole days! MuttMom said she could see me on webcam. I don't know what that is but somehow she knew I was sneaking Dakota's dinner. MuttMom told on me! I had to go three whole days without sneaking extra food. I was not amused. But when we got home, we all flew to the backyard and ran and pranced about furever! We then got the bestest treats for being good dogs. And I never get sick in the car anymore either. I love car rides!
Please tell everybody I said hi, especially FosterDogMom Sharon and Aunt Martha! And thanks again for helping me find my furever and ever home! We’re a happy herd! Wuf to all, Katie Sample
MuttMom and DogDad say thanks again, too. We adore our little Princess Katie! Even when she sneaks up behind us while sitting … and smacks us on the back with a pretty strong paw. Hello to all the hardworking heroes at NVSR! - Shawn & Rick
[Katie was adopted in April 2014 when she was 8 years old.] Posted August 2015
Here's another of Katie's lively updates!
I'm doing great! MuttMom says you would not recognize me. I am hardly ever afraid anymore. And I am real brave on walks now. Instead of trying to run in panic at something, Dakota taught me her evil eye. I just eye that evil thing and keep on trotting proudly! I still rival Riley for Glutton Guru of the house. But my latest checkup two months ago shows I'm still at a perfect weight. The DogDoc said I'm more limber than a gymnast and, at 10, said I am younger than my years! I don't know what that means but I got a cookie for it! I run and play in the house and backyard. I chase my canine siblings all the time! I chase DogDad too. Everyone laughs when they see me jumping around with my nose and my tail in the air. MuttMom says I defy gravity whatever that is. (Hope it's tasty and I get some!)
When I get hot, I hide in the shade under the chairs. I wait for squirrels. They don't see me. I'm so little I can bolt out and chase them before they even know I'm there!
Three weeks ago I stayed in the Rocky Gorge Pet Resort with Riley and Dakota for five whole days! MuttMom said she could see me on webcam. I don't know what that is but somehow she knew I was sneaking Dakota's dinner. MuttMom told on me! I had to go three whole days without sneaking extra food. I was not amused. But when we got home, we all flew to the backyard and ran and pranced about furever! We then got the bestest treats for being good dogs. And I never get sick in the car anymore either. I love car rides!
Please tell everybody I said hi, especially FosterDogMom Sharon and Aunt Martha! And thanks again for helping me find my furever and ever home! We’re a happy herd! Wuf to all, Katie Sample
MuttMom and DogDad say thanks again, too. We adore our little Princess Katie! Even when she sneaks up behind us while sitting … and smacks us on the back with a pretty strong paw. Hello to all the hardworking heroes at NVSR! - Shawn & Rick
[Katie was adopted in April 2014 when she was 8 years old.] Posted August 2015
Wilson
Hi, everyone! My mom named me Wilson for my love of tennis balls - or any balls. She says I would chase and return a ball all day, and I even hand the ball back to her. Mom even discovered my talent for agility. I had been taught that stuff, but no one knew 'cause I couldn't tell anyone until I got to my new home. We have practice sized stuff, and I can do it all except the jumps. (My bad hind legs just won't let me jump anymore.) That's okay - throw that ball again; I can still run! I have a big yard to run in and brothers Kirby (the pest), River (he's my age), and two little sisters, Cricket (the boss) and shy little Birdie (she's cute). We also have a big fat cat, Bonnie.
I love to bark at the Labs next door, but I'm glad there's a fence 'cause they are BIG. Mom says I'm about 10 years old now, maybe 11 ... whatever, life's good. Love, Wilson Arndt
P.S. Send tennis balls - we might be running short.
Read about Wilson's buddy Kirby ("the pest") below.
[Wilson was adopted in April 2013 when he was 6 years old.] Posted August 2015
Hi, everyone! My mom named me Wilson for my love of tennis balls - or any balls. She says I would chase and return a ball all day, and I even hand the ball back to her. Mom even discovered my talent for agility. I had been taught that stuff, but no one knew 'cause I couldn't tell anyone until I got to my new home. We have practice sized stuff, and I can do it all except the jumps. (My bad hind legs just won't let me jump anymore.) That's okay - throw that ball again; I can still run! I have a big yard to run in and brothers Kirby (the pest), River (he's my age), and two little sisters, Cricket (the boss) and shy little Birdie (she's cute). We also have a big fat cat, Bonnie.
I love to bark at the Labs next door, but I'm glad there's a fence 'cause they are BIG. Mom says I'm about 10 years old now, maybe 11 ... whatever, life's good. Love, Wilson Arndt
P.S. Send tennis balls - we might be running short.
Read about Wilson's buddy Kirby ("the pest") below.
[Wilson was adopted in April 2013 when he was 6 years old.] Posted August 2015
Here's my glamour shot and a photo of me holding up the NVSR sign at the 2014 picnic.
Skylar
Thanks for being so persistent catching up with me. I asked my mom why she didn't reply to tell you how happy I am, and I don't think she had a good reason. Something like being busy or full inbox or something else sounding just as silly.
I LOVE my new home, and I'm doing pretty well forgetting my old one, which was very scary with those little people who screamed all the time. I feel much more confident when I leave my house, especially if my big buddy, Skip, is with me. I always hang back right by Mom's side, and Skip marches out in front to check out everything. He's never scared, so I try not to be.
Sometimes other Shelties come to visit, like my friend Shelby, and stay with us when their parents travel. Shelby and I love to wrestle, chase, and have "tooth fights" on the sofa. Those make Mom laugh a lot, but we take them seriously. First Shelby wins, then I do, then I let her win. Skip has to keep us in line sometimes when we get too boisterous in the house. Mom calls him the "Fun Police." I found out that the best time to bark is when Mom is talking into that little thing she holds up to her ear. She gives us the strangest look.
I've been to three obedience classes, and I did well as long as my mom was right there beside me. That big room where we went to class is scary, and the dogs that are bigger than I am are also scary. But I have hope that if I go back there often enough, I'll be much more confident. Mom sometimes takes me to Skip's class, and I watch from a crate along the sidelines. I cheer silently when Skip does a good job. He's my best bud.
I got a new name when Mom adopted me - I'm SKYLAR now, and I love it. She said there were too many Buddys around, and she wanted me to have my OWN name. I run as fast as I can to her every time she calls me. I'm a lucky, lucky guy.
Love to all my NVSR friends (Shelby, too!) -- Skylar Heisel
[Skylar was adopted in June 2014 when he was 2 years old.] Posted July 2015
Thanks for being so persistent catching up with me. I asked my mom why she didn't reply to tell you how happy I am, and I don't think she had a good reason. Something like being busy or full inbox or something else sounding just as silly.
I LOVE my new home, and I'm doing pretty well forgetting my old one, which was very scary with those little people who screamed all the time. I feel much more confident when I leave my house, especially if my big buddy, Skip, is with me. I always hang back right by Mom's side, and Skip marches out in front to check out everything. He's never scared, so I try not to be.
Sometimes other Shelties come to visit, like my friend Shelby, and stay with us when their parents travel. Shelby and I love to wrestle, chase, and have "tooth fights" on the sofa. Those make Mom laugh a lot, but we take them seriously. First Shelby wins, then I do, then I let her win. Skip has to keep us in line sometimes when we get too boisterous in the house. Mom calls him the "Fun Police." I found out that the best time to bark is when Mom is talking into that little thing she holds up to her ear. She gives us the strangest look.
I've been to three obedience classes, and I did well as long as my mom was right there beside me. That big room where we went to class is scary, and the dogs that are bigger than I am are also scary. But I have hope that if I go back there often enough, I'll be much more confident. Mom sometimes takes me to Skip's class, and I watch from a crate along the sidelines. I cheer silently when Skip does a good job. He's my best bud.
I got a new name when Mom adopted me - I'm SKYLAR now, and I love it. She said there were too many Buddys around, and she wanted me to have my OWN name. I run as fast as I can to her every time she calls me. I'm a lucky, lucky guy.
Love to all my NVSR friends (Shelby, too!) -- Skylar Heisel
[Skylar was adopted in June 2014 when he was 2 years old.] Posted July 2015
Me with my blankie.
Kirby
Hi to all my NVSR foster and adopted friends! I'm doing just fine. Yup - Mom still calls me Krazy Kirby. Don't know why. Dogs are supposed to run through the house barking and stirring everyone up. It's fun to follow Mom all over the house dragging my Blankie. Love car rides and going to work with Mom so I can greet everyone. Mom says I'm bossy just because the sofa is my territory, except when that little snip Birdie wants in Mom's lap, I pout. Birdie is cute, though she wags her tail all the time.
Gotta go! Someone is getting too close to one of my favorite chew sticks (antler pieces). I love those things.
-- Kirby Arndt
[Kirby was adopted in January 2014 when he was just a pup at 8 months old.] Posted July 2015
Hi to all my NVSR foster and adopted friends! I'm doing just fine. Yup - Mom still calls me Krazy Kirby. Don't know why. Dogs are supposed to run through the house barking and stirring everyone up. It's fun to follow Mom all over the house dragging my Blankie. Love car rides and going to work with Mom so I can greet everyone. Mom says I'm bossy just because the sofa is my territory, except when that little snip Birdie wants in Mom's lap, I pout. Birdie is cute, though she wags her tail all the time.
Gotta go! Someone is getting too close to one of my favorite chew sticks (antler pieces). I love those things.
-- Kirby Arndt
[Kirby was adopted in January 2014 when he was just a pup at 8 months old.] Posted July 2015
Lou
It has been three months since I arrived at my new home. I am very happy to be here. I am in charge of a very large fenced-in back yard. I am a helper - I help fill the bird feeders and other duties. Most of all I keep the squirrels on the run. They are afraid of me but I love it. When I walk around the yard inspecting it for smells from the animals that visit us, the "tree rats" watch me and chatter from above.
I like to check out the neighborhood when I take my walks - lots of dogs. To my surprise I was told that I was, well ... sort of human.
My visit to the veterinarian to get the ID chip put in was pretty nice; everyone wanted to pet me. Good thing I am all black, they couldn't see me blush. I am a good dog, a loyal dog, and I like to please people. In fact, I've been told my name could have been "Velcro," always at my dad's side.
I am happy that NVSR and Aunt Martha (my foster mom) work so hard to help us. Please tell everyone that I am in good health, loved a lot, eating well, and yup, never miss my naps! -- Lou Buckless a/k/a "Spoiled Rotten Lou"
[Lou was adopted in April 2015 when he was 12 years old. He's a Sheltie "wannabe," and he's a lucky guy, helped by NVSR to find a great new home. Look below for news about Bella, his canine friend who came in with him and went to a different home.] Posted July 2015
It has been three months since I arrived at my new home. I am very happy to be here. I am in charge of a very large fenced-in back yard. I am a helper - I help fill the bird feeders and other duties. Most of all I keep the squirrels on the run. They are afraid of me but I love it. When I walk around the yard inspecting it for smells from the animals that visit us, the "tree rats" watch me and chatter from above.
I like to check out the neighborhood when I take my walks - lots of dogs. To my surprise I was told that I was, well ... sort of human.
My visit to the veterinarian to get the ID chip put in was pretty nice; everyone wanted to pet me. Good thing I am all black, they couldn't see me blush. I am a good dog, a loyal dog, and I like to please people. In fact, I've been told my name could have been "Velcro," always at my dad's side.
I am happy that NVSR and Aunt Martha (my foster mom) work so hard to help us. Please tell everyone that I am in good health, loved a lot, eating well, and yup, never miss my naps! -- Lou Buckless a/k/a "Spoiled Rotten Lou"
[Lou was adopted in April 2015 when he was 12 years old. He's a Sheltie "wannabe," and he's a lucky guy, helped by NVSR to find a great new home. Look below for news about Bella, his canine friend who came in with him and went to a different home.] Posted July 2015
Logan
We didn't make it to the Pet Fiesta this year, but we were excited to see that NVSR is the designated rescue group for Weber's ... they are in the neighborhood adjacent to ours, so we are regular customers...especially for their self-wash facility...it's the best in the area.
Logan is doing well. He's getting older now ... he has some white throughout his face and a touch of arthritis, but otherwise he's in good health. He just had his annual check up and had his teeth cleaned so his lovely smile stays healthy.
We just got home from vacation, so here are two some wonderful photos ... maybe even a candidate for the annual calendar. He is such a love and so handsome ... there's a small female Sheltie who just sighs when she sees him on his afternoon walk. They are a very funny sight. -- Karen, Tom, and Krista Early
[Logan was adopted in June 2006 when he was just a year old. We're very sad to report that Logan passed away from old age in March 2016.] Posted July 2015
We didn't make it to the Pet Fiesta this year, but we were excited to see that NVSR is the designated rescue group for Weber's ... they are in the neighborhood adjacent to ours, so we are regular customers...especially for their self-wash facility...it's the best in the area.
Logan is doing well. He's getting older now ... he has some white throughout his face and a touch of arthritis, but otherwise he's in good health. He just had his annual check up and had his teeth cleaned so his lovely smile stays healthy.
We just got home from vacation, so here are two some wonderful photos ... maybe even a candidate for the annual calendar. He is such a love and so handsome ... there's a small female Sheltie who just sighs when she sees him on his afternoon walk. They are a very funny sight. -- Karen, Tom, and Krista Early
[Logan was adopted in June 2006 when he was just a year old. We're very sad to report that Logan passed away from old age in March 2016.] Posted July 2015
Bella
Oh dear. I had no idea I've been in my new home for three months already. I've been so busy teaching Daddy how to howl and Mama how to bark at passing dogs that I didn't even notice the time go by. It's a lot of hard work for an old lady keeping Mama and Daddy on the alert. But it is worth it. Daddy has learned how to scratch my ears just right. He's pretty good at belly rubs and couch cuddles, too.
Mama takes me for four walks every day so we can sniff out all the juniper bushes in the neighborhood and keep up with the pee-mail. It's a big job, especially with our range getting bigger and bigger. We are now responsible for keeping all the doggy neighborhood news up to date across a three block territory. Mama says she needs to get newer, better shoes because all this walking is making her "plantar fasciitis" act up. I don't know what that is, except that it seems to slow Mama down some days. Mostly I think Mama needs a new nose because sometimes she forgets and tries to walk across the street from the nosey news on the cedar bush down by Jack Russell's corner. I have to remind her that we need to make a long stop there. The Jack Russell puppy on that corner has quite an attitude. He may be a puppy, but I am a distinguished older lady. I'm going to teach that whipper snapper some manners if I have to pee on that bush four times a day. Young folks these days need to learn how to act!
Back at home, Big Brown Dog comes inside on hot afternoons so we can sniff each other most thoroughly. He's very mellow and likes to sleep all afternoon. That's okay by me because I need my afternoon beauty sleep. He's not an obnoxious young puppy. He's a nice older gentleman just a little younger than I am, so he knows how to treat a lady and conserve his energy.
Looks like nap time is coming up soon. Give my thanks to all the nice people at NVSR. Tell Mommy Martha that I never go out without my leash. I've learned to wait for permission before going through any outside door. I can sit, come, and even lie down when I'm told. We are trying to decide whether I would benefit from taking swimming lessons at the doggy swim park around the corner. Mama thinks it would be good for my joints and let me have a safe play zone with other dogs. Daddy thinks it would be stressful. I haven't made up my mind yet.
Happy Summer, everyone. Mamma sent this picture of me settling down for my nap. She finally figured out "how to use this fool phone." She just got a new "Smart phone" which she says makes her feel like a "stupid human." People ... go figure. Good night. -- Bella Bacchetti
[Bella was adopted in April 2015 when she was 12 years young. See above for news about Lou, her canine buddy who came to NVSR with her when her former owner passed away.] Posted July 2015
Oh dear. I had no idea I've been in my new home for three months already. I've been so busy teaching Daddy how to howl and Mama how to bark at passing dogs that I didn't even notice the time go by. It's a lot of hard work for an old lady keeping Mama and Daddy on the alert. But it is worth it. Daddy has learned how to scratch my ears just right. He's pretty good at belly rubs and couch cuddles, too.
Mama takes me for four walks every day so we can sniff out all the juniper bushes in the neighborhood and keep up with the pee-mail. It's a big job, especially with our range getting bigger and bigger. We are now responsible for keeping all the doggy neighborhood news up to date across a three block territory. Mama says she needs to get newer, better shoes because all this walking is making her "plantar fasciitis" act up. I don't know what that is, except that it seems to slow Mama down some days. Mostly I think Mama needs a new nose because sometimes she forgets and tries to walk across the street from the nosey news on the cedar bush down by Jack Russell's corner. I have to remind her that we need to make a long stop there. The Jack Russell puppy on that corner has quite an attitude. He may be a puppy, but I am a distinguished older lady. I'm going to teach that whipper snapper some manners if I have to pee on that bush four times a day. Young folks these days need to learn how to act!
Back at home, Big Brown Dog comes inside on hot afternoons so we can sniff each other most thoroughly. He's very mellow and likes to sleep all afternoon. That's okay by me because I need my afternoon beauty sleep. He's not an obnoxious young puppy. He's a nice older gentleman just a little younger than I am, so he knows how to treat a lady and conserve his energy.
Looks like nap time is coming up soon. Give my thanks to all the nice people at NVSR. Tell Mommy Martha that I never go out without my leash. I've learned to wait for permission before going through any outside door. I can sit, come, and even lie down when I'm told. We are trying to decide whether I would benefit from taking swimming lessons at the doggy swim park around the corner. Mama thinks it would be good for my joints and let me have a safe play zone with other dogs. Daddy thinks it would be stressful. I haven't made up my mind yet.
Happy Summer, everyone. Mamma sent this picture of me settling down for my nap. She finally figured out "how to use this fool phone." She just got a new "Smart phone" which she says makes her feel like a "stupid human." People ... go figure. Good night. -- Bella Bacchetti
[Bella was adopted in April 2015 when she was 12 years young. See above for news about Lou, her canine buddy who came to NVSR with her when her former owner passed away.] Posted July 2015
Scotty
Hi NVSR! It's me Scotty! I wanted to bring you up to date on my new life and what a wonderful thing NVSR did for my whole family.
I am almost a year old now, and I have two brothers and a sister (who was also adopted from another Sheltie rescue group.) My brother Tucker, is a couple of months older than I am and is my constant playmate. Mom says we play 18 hours a day, but I don't think that is quite true. We have a really big yard, and I chase him as fast as we can go, clear across the yard. Of course, I have his tail in my mouth the whole way, so we look sort of like a "Sheltie train." Then he chases me all the way back. We have a wonderful time! Gracie, my sister, thinks we are silly and says she gets tired just watching us. I love to play with my blue ball the most.
But the best time of all is when all of us Shelties get on the bed in the morning and wake up our parents. We roll and tumble and snuggle. We really enjoy all being together as a herd of Shelties and it doesn't hurt to know that breakfast soon follows.
I really do love my life and my family. I am a very affectionate little guy, and I love everybody. Mom says I am very smart and learn things very quickly. Mom also says that we live in a constant state of chaos. I thought we lived in Virgina, but what do I know-- I'm just a puppy!
So, thank you NVSR for bringing me into a home where I am loved by my parents and by my Sheltie siblings! I couldn't be happier, and I know all of us Shelties make my parents very happy.
Love, Scotty Thorson
[Scotty was adopted in November 2014 when he was 14 weeks old.] Posted July 2015
Hi NVSR! It's me Scotty! I wanted to bring you up to date on my new life and what a wonderful thing NVSR did for my whole family.
I am almost a year old now, and I have two brothers and a sister (who was also adopted from another Sheltie rescue group.) My brother Tucker, is a couple of months older than I am and is my constant playmate. Mom says we play 18 hours a day, but I don't think that is quite true. We have a really big yard, and I chase him as fast as we can go, clear across the yard. Of course, I have his tail in my mouth the whole way, so we look sort of like a "Sheltie train." Then he chases me all the way back. We have a wonderful time! Gracie, my sister, thinks we are silly and says she gets tired just watching us. I love to play with my blue ball the most.
But the best time of all is when all of us Shelties get on the bed in the morning and wake up our parents. We roll and tumble and snuggle. We really enjoy all being together as a herd of Shelties and it doesn't hurt to know that breakfast soon follows.
I really do love my life and my family. I am a very affectionate little guy, and I love everybody. Mom says I am very smart and learn things very quickly. Mom also says that we live in a constant state of chaos. I thought we lived in Virgina, but what do I know-- I'm just a puppy!
So, thank you NVSR for bringing me into a home where I am loved by my parents and by my Sheltie siblings! I couldn't be happier, and I know all of us Shelties make my parents very happy.
Love, Scotty Thorson
[Scotty was adopted in November 2014 when he was 14 weeks old.] Posted July 2015
Renny
Hi, Renny here. I recently returned from my first trip in our family's RV. My mom and dad wanted my brother and me to be able to travel with them, so they searched until they found the perfect one. We went to a great place in North Carolina called "Four Paws Kingdom Campground." It was great and so much fun. They had several dog parks there, and we even had a fenced in yard right outside our RV. We got to go to an agility training class. My brother did great, but I had more fun just rolling onto my back so Dad could rub my belly.
My human brothers are home from college for the summer. Here's a photo of me with my four-legged brother hanging out - that's me on the right (cute - no?). (Our human brother is sleeping and doesn't know we've joined him!)
I'm glad the weather is nicer because I love running around outside and wrestling with my brother. Gotta run; it's time to go outside again and help save mom from the garden shovel. -- Renny Golden
[Renny was adopted in January 2014 when he was 5 years old.] Posted July 2015
Hi, Renny here. I recently returned from my first trip in our family's RV. My mom and dad wanted my brother and me to be able to travel with them, so they searched until they found the perfect one. We went to a great place in North Carolina called "Four Paws Kingdom Campground." It was great and so much fun. They had several dog parks there, and we even had a fenced in yard right outside our RV. We got to go to an agility training class. My brother did great, but I had more fun just rolling onto my back so Dad could rub my belly.
My human brothers are home from college for the summer. Here's a photo of me with my four-legged brother hanging out - that's me on the right (cute - no?). (Our human brother is sleeping and doesn't know we've joined him!)
I'm glad the weather is nicer because I love running around outside and wrestling with my brother. Gotta run; it's time to go outside again and help save mom from the garden shovel. -- Renny Golden
[Renny was adopted in January 2014 when he was 5 years old.] Posted July 2015
Guinness (L) and Stella (R)
Stella
Hi from Stella! I am doing really well and am brave now when there are thunderstorms or when a smoke alarm lets my dad know it needs a new battery. My mom and dad have six children and 21 grandchildren, and I love every one. I even love my brother Guinness (he has more black hair than I do!) and my sisters who are MUCH smaller, smell funny, and speak a different language. My mom says they are Siamese cats, whatever that is!
Thank you for checking on me and thank you to Foster Mom Nancy who found me such a nice home. --Stella Szemborski
[Stella was adopted in June 2014 when she was 6 years old.] Posted July 2015
Hi from Stella! I am doing really well and am brave now when there are thunderstorms or when a smoke alarm lets my dad know it needs a new battery. My mom and dad have six children and 21 grandchildren, and I love every one. I even love my brother Guinness (he has more black hair than I do!) and my sisters who are MUCH smaller, smell funny, and speak a different language. My mom says they are Siamese cats, whatever that is!
Thank you for checking on me and thank you to Foster Mom Nancy who found me such a nice home. --Stella Szemborski
[Stella was adopted in June 2014 when she was 6 years old.] Posted July 2015
Chloe
It's been a great spring. Chloe and I have been enjoying some great walks, early morning of course. Our little girl is the love of our life. She's become quite the talker. Her morning ritual is to do a song and dance to get somebody's attention: "Get up, get up, I'm hungry!" Needless to say it always works. As the days get warmer, she's content finding a cool vent to lounge on. But she's always ready for a golf cart ride when asked. She is well and we are, too. Happy Spring! -- Kimberly Siciliano
[Chloe was adopted in December 2006 when she was 1 year old.] Posted June 2015
It's been a great spring. Chloe and I have been enjoying some great walks, early morning of course. Our little girl is the love of our life. She's become quite the talker. Her morning ritual is to do a song and dance to get somebody's attention: "Get up, get up, I'm hungry!" Needless to say it always works. As the days get warmer, she's content finding a cool vent to lounge on. But she's always ready for a golf cart ride when asked. She is well and we are, too. Happy Spring! -- Kimberly Siciliano
[Chloe was adopted in December 2006 when she was 1 year old.] Posted June 2015
Cody
We are proud to announce that Cody passed the Canine Good Citizen test! Here are photos of his ribbon and bandana. We attended only two test preparation classes, and he passed all 10 requirements with flying colors. We'll now explore various opportunities for him to continue in this area, maybe consider taking therapy dog training. As the tester mentioned, Cody has such a good disposition - friendly, obedient and non-aggressive.
In other news, Cody continues to adjust to us (and us to him) very well. We took a tricks class in addition to his regular agility classes. He now can do quite a few fun tricks on command. Cody is now in agility level 2, and is pretty close to graduate to level 3. Unfortunately, the place we had been taking him for the last year is closing this month, so we are looking at another place (we have a few leads already) to continue the program.
Cody is such a great companion, and very easy to get along with. He is friendly, but also respectful of our time for working and doing chores. He has a blanket next to me in my office where he often lies down while I work. He'll sometimes sleep with us, but he also will sleep on a blanket we set-up in our walk-in closet.
We taught him to play fetch (with a tennis ball), and he loves being in the backyard where he has plenty of room to run and explore. We'll keep you posted of his latest achievements. -- Stephan and Greta Beauchesne
[Cody was adopted in October 2013 when he was three years old.] Posted May 2015
We are proud to announce that Cody passed the Canine Good Citizen test! Here are photos of his ribbon and bandana. We attended only two test preparation classes, and he passed all 10 requirements with flying colors. We'll now explore various opportunities for him to continue in this area, maybe consider taking therapy dog training. As the tester mentioned, Cody has such a good disposition - friendly, obedient and non-aggressive.
In other news, Cody continues to adjust to us (and us to him) very well. We took a tricks class in addition to his regular agility classes. He now can do quite a few fun tricks on command. Cody is now in agility level 2, and is pretty close to graduate to level 3. Unfortunately, the place we had been taking him for the last year is closing this month, so we are looking at another place (we have a few leads already) to continue the program.
Cody is such a great companion, and very easy to get along with. He is friendly, but also respectful of our time for working and doing chores. He has a blanket next to me in my office where he often lies down while I work. He'll sometimes sleep with us, but he also will sleep on a blanket we set-up in our walk-in closet.
We taught him to play fetch (with a tennis ball), and he loves being in the backyard where he has plenty of room to run and explore. We'll keep you posted of his latest achievements. -- Stephan and Greta Beauchesne
[Cody was adopted in October 2013 when he was three years old.] Posted May 2015
Comet
Comet continues to thrive. He has his own pet, the 1 year old cat - or vice versa. He likes the bed when it's cold and enjoys playing outside with his older sister Enya.
The last picture is Comet trying to get the cat out from under the dresser. He’s really become part of the family - even at 2:30 am when he feels the need to get on the bed.
His sister is 13 years old and has had some health scares, but she keeps up with him and he may in fact made her a few years younger. We do have a question - does the breed Sheltie recognize other Shelties? Both dogs accepted each other quite easily which is surprising given Comet’s disposition around other dogs. -- Tom & Amy Heim
[Comet was adopted in September 2014 when he was almost 1 year old.] Posted April 2015
Comet continues to thrive. He has his own pet, the 1 year old cat - or vice versa. He likes the bed when it's cold and enjoys playing outside with his older sister Enya.
The last picture is Comet trying to get the cat out from under the dresser. He’s really become part of the family - even at 2:30 am when he feels the need to get on the bed.
His sister is 13 years old and has had some health scares, but she keeps up with him and he may in fact made her a few years younger. We do have a question - does the breed Sheltie recognize other Shelties? Both dogs accepted each other quite easily which is surprising given Comet’s disposition around other dogs. -- Tom & Amy Heim
[Comet was adopted in September 2014 when he was almost 1 year old.] Posted April 2015
Ellie
I am doing well, and I am very happy. My mom says that she is glad that the horrible winter is over. My sister Laila and I just love the snow and cold so we don't quite understand what the problem is. Here is a picture of us in the snow - we wanted Mom to take us on our normal walk, but she wasn't all that interested in going in a snowstorm.
Even though winter is over, I still love being outside and going for my morning and evening walks. My mom says she doesn't believe that I am a few years older than Laila because I sometimes act a lot younger - and I can outrun her! I show no signs of slowing down, and I still love playing with toys (especially bones).
Thank you for helping me find my new home and for checking on me. Laila says hi :-)
-- Love, Ellie Meade
[Ellie was adopted in October 2014 when she was almost 8 years old. Laila was adopted in November 2012 when she was 4 years old.] Posted April 2015
I am doing well, and I am very happy. My mom says that she is glad that the horrible winter is over. My sister Laila and I just love the snow and cold so we don't quite understand what the problem is. Here is a picture of us in the snow - we wanted Mom to take us on our normal walk, but she wasn't all that interested in going in a snowstorm.
Even though winter is over, I still love being outside and going for my morning and evening walks. My mom says she doesn't believe that I am a few years older than Laila because I sometimes act a lot younger - and I can outrun her! I show no signs of slowing down, and I still love playing with toys (especially bones).
Thank you for helping me find my new home and for checking on me. Laila says hi :-)
-- Love, Ellie Meade
[Ellie was adopted in October 2014 when she was almost 8 years old. Laila was adopted in November 2012 when she was 4 years old.] Posted April 2015
Lady
I'm doing well and adjusting to my new home. I REALLY love my new mom! In the mornings my new dad lets me out for a quick potty break then I'm back inside waiting to greet Mom. I jump all over her and give lots of kisses to let her know how much I love her. I'm gaining more trust in my new dad but it's hard. I'm carrying a lot of baggage about men but he feeds me from his hand twice a day and takes me for walks. He also takes me to obedience classes and I'm doing great. I've learned sit, stay, down, sit for exam, and recall. I'm fine as long as I'm on my leash. When the leash comes off I'm done with that and keep my distance. I'm trying to trust him but it's very hard for me.
I love going to the park but I get nervous in the car and sometimes get car sick. Next Monday I'll start my second 8-week obedience course, so maybe it will help me to build trust in Dad. I have come to trust him so much more than when I first met him. Now when he asks if I want to go for a walk, I go to my "safe" spot and wait while he hooks up my leash - well, most of the time anyway. Sometimes I'm a little nervous, and Mom has to put my leash on. I love running in my yard, and I keep all interlopers out - birds, cats, squirrels, and any trespassers.
Thank you for finding me a good home where there is always someone with me and I'm the ONLY dog! I like being the boss. -- Lady Deane
[Lady was adopted in January 2015 when she was almost 7 years old.] Posted April 2015
I'm doing well and adjusting to my new home. I REALLY love my new mom! In the mornings my new dad lets me out for a quick potty break then I'm back inside waiting to greet Mom. I jump all over her and give lots of kisses to let her know how much I love her. I'm gaining more trust in my new dad but it's hard. I'm carrying a lot of baggage about men but he feeds me from his hand twice a day and takes me for walks. He also takes me to obedience classes and I'm doing great. I've learned sit, stay, down, sit for exam, and recall. I'm fine as long as I'm on my leash. When the leash comes off I'm done with that and keep my distance. I'm trying to trust him but it's very hard for me.
I love going to the park but I get nervous in the car and sometimes get car sick. Next Monday I'll start my second 8-week obedience course, so maybe it will help me to build trust in Dad. I have come to trust him so much more than when I first met him. Now when he asks if I want to go for a walk, I go to my "safe" spot and wait while he hooks up my leash - well, most of the time anyway. Sometimes I'm a little nervous, and Mom has to put my leash on. I love running in my yard, and I keep all interlopers out - birds, cats, squirrels, and any trespassers.
Thank you for finding me a good home where there is always someone with me and I'm the ONLY dog! I like being the boss. -- Lady Deane
[Lady was adopted in January 2015 when she was almost 7 years old.] Posted April 2015
Clancy
Happy Spring! Thank you for checking in on me... I have been helping with the yard work this weekend and have dirty mulch paws! But what fun it is!
Look how beautiful my coat is coming in. It is very thick and fluffy. The longer it gets, the less I like being brushed, but Mom does it every day so I am getting used to it!
We are all loving my being here. Mom or Dad or both are always with me and we do lots of fun stuff. We go everywhere together, and I get to go on long walks with my mom, every day, rain or shine ... or snow! I also chase the squirrels, watch the birds and now have little chipmunks and rabbits to play with! I help my dad feed the birds and work in the garden. I have even lost a few lbs ... down to 25 lbs! When I am not outside, I hang either with my mom in her office (I have a bed under her work desk) or with my dad while he cooks or reads. This is when I take my power naps.
Last weekend I got to go to the beach ... I am mesmerized by the waves and seabirds and love to chase the sand crabs ... they are fast! We get to walk on the beach (on leash) until Memorial Day with all the other dogs ... then we hit the nature trails. We are going back tomorrow for a few days, and I cannot wait to see the beach at sunrise and sunset! Have a wonderful weekend and please stay in touch!
Love, Clancy Pants, Steve & Donna Thomas
[Clancy was adopted in October 2014 when he was 3 years old.] Posted April 2015
Happy Spring! Thank you for checking in on me... I have been helping with the yard work this weekend and have dirty mulch paws! But what fun it is!
Look how beautiful my coat is coming in. It is very thick and fluffy. The longer it gets, the less I like being brushed, but Mom does it every day so I am getting used to it!
We are all loving my being here. Mom or Dad or both are always with me and we do lots of fun stuff. We go everywhere together, and I get to go on long walks with my mom, every day, rain or shine ... or snow! I also chase the squirrels, watch the birds and now have little chipmunks and rabbits to play with! I help my dad feed the birds and work in the garden. I have even lost a few lbs ... down to 25 lbs! When I am not outside, I hang either with my mom in her office (I have a bed under her work desk) or with my dad while he cooks or reads. This is when I take my power naps.
Last weekend I got to go to the beach ... I am mesmerized by the waves and seabirds and love to chase the sand crabs ... they are fast! We get to walk on the beach (on leash) until Memorial Day with all the other dogs ... then we hit the nature trails. We are going back tomorrow for a few days, and I cannot wait to see the beach at sunrise and sunset! Have a wonderful weekend and please stay in touch!
Love, Clancy Pants, Steve & Donna Thomas
[Clancy was adopted in October 2014 when he was 3 years old.] Posted April 2015
Farrah
I didn't know humans were "Shepherds" too --thought only Shelties did that! [This is in response to NVSR's "Shepherd" asking for news about Farrah.] Thanks for asking about me and my new home! I'm too afraid of new things (like the keyboard), so Mom is going to input how I'm doin'. She says I'm doin' really good, although I still am scared of lots of steps and being left home alone. I let Mom and Dad know I don't like them leaving by talking a lot, but I help them do some cleaning by tearing up unwanted papers while I'm alone and play with a rolling thing that has good things to eat in it.
I've recovered from my surgeries and am sure glad I got to stay here! My teeth are so much better, and I really like the good stuff Mom rubs in my mouth. Also, my back legs feel so much lighter after getting rid of the extra "dews." I am now used to having this blue thing called a leesh and collie around me and going outside for what Mom and Dad call walks so I can "go make." That sure is a relief 'cause I feel comfortable with them out in the scary world. I didn't go to Dad at first, but he gives me good treats and walks me, although not as good as Mom can. I'm enrolled in what Mom says is an o bee dee ants class. I don't see any bees or ants, but I sure get LOTS of good treats, just for watching, sitting and lying around!
I know my name is Farrah, but Mom and Dad call me by other names, such as Mama FaFa (they know I had lots of little Shelties), Princess Farrah (when I look at them with my paws crossed), Pumpkinette (when they cuddle with me), and Sassy (when I try to tell them what I want). I have more furr now after taking care of my last little Shelties and that helped keep me warm outside. Mom had me look at her for what she called "pitchers" so you can see me with my "princess" look, with my new furr, and with my Easter buddy "Donald." I really liked Easter 'cause Mom made some good peanut butter bunnies for me to eat.
Bye for now, got to "go make" ...... -- Farrah Klein
[Farrah was adopted in January 2015 when she was 4 years old.] Posted April 2015
I didn't know humans were "Shepherds" too --thought only Shelties did that! [This is in response to NVSR's "Shepherd" asking for news about Farrah.] Thanks for asking about me and my new home! I'm too afraid of new things (like the keyboard), so Mom is going to input how I'm doin'. She says I'm doin' really good, although I still am scared of lots of steps and being left home alone. I let Mom and Dad know I don't like them leaving by talking a lot, but I help them do some cleaning by tearing up unwanted papers while I'm alone and play with a rolling thing that has good things to eat in it.
I've recovered from my surgeries and am sure glad I got to stay here! My teeth are so much better, and I really like the good stuff Mom rubs in my mouth. Also, my back legs feel so much lighter after getting rid of the extra "dews." I am now used to having this blue thing called a leesh and collie around me and going outside for what Mom and Dad call walks so I can "go make." That sure is a relief 'cause I feel comfortable with them out in the scary world. I didn't go to Dad at first, but he gives me good treats and walks me, although not as good as Mom can. I'm enrolled in what Mom says is an o bee dee ants class. I don't see any bees or ants, but I sure get LOTS of good treats, just for watching, sitting and lying around!
I know my name is Farrah, but Mom and Dad call me by other names, such as Mama FaFa (they know I had lots of little Shelties), Princess Farrah (when I look at them with my paws crossed), Pumpkinette (when they cuddle with me), and Sassy (when I try to tell them what I want). I have more furr now after taking care of my last little Shelties and that helped keep me warm outside. Mom had me look at her for what she called "pitchers" so you can see me with my "princess" look, with my new furr, and with my Easter buddy "Donald." I really liked Easter 'cause Mom made some good peanut butter bunnies for me to eat.
Bye for now, got to "go make" ...... -- Farrah Klein
[Farrah was adopted in January 2015 when she was 4 years old.] Posted April 2015
Jonathan
Jonathan turned 16 this March, and he still is free of major aches and pains. He spends much of his days sleeping, which for a 16-year-old is probably not unusual. He goes for short walks on lead, enjoys the backyard several times a day, and of course enjoys frequent snacks of liver treats. He's a bit slow getting up and moving, but otherwise shows few symptoms of aging. If you remember "Boo" (his original name) at all, you'll recall he did not bark--unusual for a Sheltie. Jonathan has retained his hesitancy to bark and has actually lost the ability to do so beyond a pitiful whisper. The vet says it's a natural result of aging. Now, when he wishes something -- to go out, get a snack, or go up to bed -- he stands in front of the two of us and stares. First at one then the other, until we get the message and do whatever it is he wants. He continues to bring great joy into our lives and the lives of our friends. -- Terry Atkinson
[Jonathan was adopted in July 2005 when he was 6 years old. We're sad to report that Jonathan passed away in January 2016 after a wonderful long life.] Posted April 2015
Jonathan turned 16 this March, and he still is free of major aches and pains. He spends much of his days sleeping, which for a 16-year-old is probably not unusual. He goes for short walks on lead, enjoys the backyard several times a day, and of course enjoys frequent snacks of liver treats. He's a bit slow getting up and moving, but otherwise shows few symptoms of aging. If you remember "Boo" (his original name) at all, you'll recall he did not bark--unusual for a Sheltie. Jonathan has retained his hesitancy to bark and has actually lost the ability to do so beyond a pitiful whisper. The vet says it's a natural result of aging. Now, when he wishes something -- to go out, get a snack, or go up to bed -- he stands in front of the two of us and stares. First at one then the other, until we get the message and do whatever it is he wants. He continues to bring great joy into our lives and the lives of our friends. -- Terry Atkinson
[Jonathan was adopted in July 2005 when he was 6 years old. We're sad to report that Jonathan passed away in January 2016 after a wonderful long life.] Posted April 2015
Della
I am doing great! I have been through a basic obedience class, am currently in a nose class, and am signed up for a CGC (Canine Good Citizen) class after Easter. School is the one place I get lots of treats. At home, I am still on a diet. At intake I was almost 42 pounds but weighed in at 29.3 pounds earlier this month -- heading toward a target weight under 25 pounds. I love playing fetch with toys especially with a tennis ball. I am not the most enthusiastic walker unless Mom takes a tennis ball with us. What is the point of just walking? Active, noisy children still unnerve me.
I was Lindsay Auto's February dog of the month; I won but Mom and Dad got the prize -- a $100 gift certificate to Lost Dog Cafe in Arlington -- that just doesn't seem right. I went to work with Mom this week; her boss has two Great Danes but they are friendly, and since Dad was traveling I didn't have to stay home alone.
Mom says I am a sweet, gentle girl except at times when she is too focused on her iPad; then I put my front paws on the couch and push that iPad with my nose; then she calls me a pushy broad. Here are a couple pictures: one of Dad and me relaxing at Wintergreen in front of the fire, the other is me with one of the Great Danes. Life is good! Thank you, NVSR, for finding me such a good forever home. -- Della Miller
[Della was adopted in December 2014 when she was 5 years old]
Posted March 2015
Sadly, Della passed away on January 8, 2016 from lymphoma. Her family remembers her very lovingly. Read her tribute on our "In Memoriam" page.
I am doing great! I have been through a basic obedience class, am currently in a nose class, and am signed up for a CGC (Canine Good Citizen) class after Easter. School is the one place I get lots of treats. At home, I am still on a diet. At intake I was almost 42 pounds but weighed in at 29.3 pounds earlier this month -- heading toward a target weight under 25 pounds. I love playing fetch with toys especially with a tennis ball. I am not the most enthusiastic walker unless Mom takes a tennis ball with us. What is the point of just walking? Active, noisy children still unnerve me.
I was Lindsay Auto's February dog of the month; I won but Mom and Dad got the prize -- a $100 gift certificate to Lost Dog Cafe in Arlington -- that just doesn't seem right. I went to work with Mom this week; her boss has two Great Danes but they are friendly, and since Dad was traveling I didn't have to stay home alone.
Mom says I am a sweet, gentle girl except at times when she is too focused on her iPad; then I put my front paws on the couch and push that iPad with my nose; then she calls me a pushy broad. Here are a couple pictures: one of Dad and me relaxing at Wintergreen in front of the fire, the other is me with one of the Great Danes. Life is good! Thank you, NVSR, for finding me such a good forever home. -- Della Miller
[Della was adopted in December 2014 when she was 5 years old]
Posted March 2015
Sadly, Della passed away on January 8, 2016 from lymphoma. Her family remembers her very lovingly. Read her tribute on our "In Memoriam" page.
Shadow
Our Shadow is doing great, he is our little sweet boy who loves to be held. When we are finished with dinner, my husband will go sit on the lazy boy, Shadow will come over and just look up at him until he picks him up, which does not take long when you see those little brown eyes looking up at you. In the pictures, Shadow is the dark blue merle, the other light blue merle is Olivia, rescued from Northern Chesapeake Sheltie Rescue two days after we got Shadow. She is a sweet shy girl, who came from a puppy mill , but will never have a bad day for the rest of her life. She was in a crate in a shed just pushing out puppies. How can people be so cruel to innocent animals? Our other spoiled brat is our little Caesar; we had him from a pup, so he knows only good in people, not evil. We had always bought our Shelties from breeders, going to their house to see where they live, the mother and father. But after we rescued these two dogs we will NEVER buy again, only rescue. I have always heard that when you rescue a dog they show so much appreciation and love, but now I can tell you it is so true.
There are other little funny things Shadow does that are so cute. He always has to be touching one or the other dog when they are together like that, he will either lean or have his butt touching them. The other thing is when he hears a door bell ring on the TV, he comes running and barking no matter where he is in the house. It's like an old boxer, when he hears a bell ring, he jumps up and starts swinging.
The reason I called my dog Caesar a spoiled brat is he tends to take things for granted, as if to say, "what have you done for me lately?" The other two dogs get so excited when you give them a biscuit or love. Caesar just takes the biscuit and walks away. My husband and I have no children so our dogs are our life and we do spoil them, as it was meant to be. Thank everyone there for our gift (Shadow). Kudos to all of you for getting these dogs out of harm's way and getting them good homes. Please keep up the good work. -- Barbara Zechman
[Shadow was adopted in August 2014 at 4 years old.] Posted March 2015
Our Shadow is doing great, he is our little sweet boy who loves to be held. When we are finished with dinner, my husband will go sit on the lazy boy, Shadow will come over and just look up at him until he picks him up, which does not take long when you see those little brown eyes looking up at you. In the pictures, Shadow is the dark blue merle, the other light blue merle is Olivia, rescued from Northern Chesapeake Sheltie Rescue two days after we got Shadow. She is a sweet shy girl, who came from a puppy mill , but will never have a bad day for the rest of her life. She was in a crate in a shed just pushing out puppies. How can people be so cruel to innocent animals? Our other spoiled brat is our little Caesar; we had him from a pup, so he knows only good in people, not evil. We had always bought our Shelties from breeders, going to their house to see where they live, the mother and father. But after we rescued these two dogs we will NEVER buy again, only rescue. I have always heard that when you rescue a dog they show so much appreciation and love, but now I can tell you it is so true.
There are other little funny things Shadow does that are so cute. He always has to be touching one or the other dog when they are together like that, he will either lean or have his butt touching them. The other thing is when he hears a door bell ring on the TV, he comes running and barking no matter where he is in the house. It's like an old boxer, when he hears a bell ring, he jumps up and starts swinging.
The reason I called my dog Caesar a spoiled brat is he tends to take things for granted, as if to say, "what have you done for me lately?" The other two dogs get so excited when you give them a biscuit or love. Caesar just takes the biscuit and walks away. My husband and I have no children so our dogs are our life and we do spoil them, as it was meant to be. Thank everyone there for our gift (Shadow). Kudos to all of you for getting these dogs out of harm's way and getting them good homes. Please keep up the good work. -- Barbara Zechman
[Shadow was adopted in August 2014 at 4 years old.] Posted March 2015
Morgan
Morgan is doing very well. We love her and she loves us. What more can I say? She has walks to campus several times per week, she runs with her Dad almost every day, she visits with our friends who have several dogs, and she even has them come over to spend the night when our friends are away. She goes on car trips to Jackson, Wyoming, to visit friends who have a lovely old chocolate lab and a cat who loves her. She loves when her two big brothers, Joshua and Adam, are home from college. Then her pack is together. She may even accompany us on a trip to Portland, Oregon, during spring break.
We watch her diet carefully, and she visits her vet and groomer regularly. She is a very sweet girl and expresses her appreciation and love for us everyday. She waits for me to wake in the morning, and then comes downstairs while I make my coffee and get ready for work. She makes an exuberant fuss over my husband every morning, as if he had been away for months! My husband really adores her. -- Judith Levenson
[Morgan was adopted in October 2013 when she was 3 years old.]
Posted March 2014
Morgan is doing very well. We love her and she loves us. What more can I say? She has walks to campus several times per week, she runs with her Dad almost every day, she visits with our friends who have several dogs, and she even has them come over to spend the night when our friends are away. She goes on car trips to Jackson, Wyoming, to visit friends who have a lovely old chocolate lab and a cat who loves her. She loves when her two big brothers, Joshua and Adam, are home from college. Then her pack is together. She may even accompany us on a trip to Portland, Oregon, during spring break.
We watch her diet carefully, and she visits her vet and groomer regularly. She is a very sweet girl and expresses her appreciation and love for us everyday. She waits for me to wake in the morning, and then comes downstairs while I make my coffee and get ready for work. She makes an exuberant fuss over my husband every morning, as if he had been away for months! My husband really adores her. -- Judith Levenson
[Morgan was adopted in October 2013 when she was 3 years old.]
Posted March 2014
Draco & Magic
I'm Draco and I'm older, so I get to go first. Seems like I have been here furever. I love my Dad. Mom is okay but she has more rules. The ‘pest’ is still around but seems to annoy me less. These young pups just don’t know when to chill out and stay still. I do indulge her at times by running around the yard and barking for no good reason; she’s sort of silly 'cause it doesn’t take much to get her started. I do enjoy a good chase game with the squirrels. Mom is making both of us take classes. They are not bad and I get to spend time with Dad which I really like. The ‘pest’ is not as smart as I am; I excel in class and show all the young upstarts how it’s done. We worked over Christmas (I thought there were laws against that) but mean Momma says we had to earn our kibble. Here's a photo of me in my finery, I do enjoy looking like I’m heading to classy affair. I’m having a great time with Dad and he’s my best bud - don’t tell anyone but I can get him to do whatever I want. Mom and the little “pest” are another story but I’m working on them, too. High paws and thanks to NVSR for finding my new home. -- Draco Dragon Puppy
I'm Draco and I'm older, so I get to go first. Seems like I have been here furever. I love my Dad. Mom is okay but she has more rules. The ‘pest’ is still around but seems to annoy me less. These young pups just don’t know when to chill out and stay still. I do indulge her at times by running around the yard and barking for no good reason; she’s sort of silly 'cause it doesn’t take much to get her started. I do enjoy a good chase game with the squirrels. Mom is making both of us take classes. They are not bad and I get to spend time with Dad which I really like. The ‘pest’ is not as smart as I am; I excel in class and show all the young upstarts how it’s done. We worked over Christmas (I thought there were laws against that) but mean Momma says we had to earn our kibble. Here's a photo of me in my finery, I do enjoy looking like I’m heading to classy affair. I’m having a great time with Dad and he’s my best bud - don’t tell anyone but I can get him to do whatever I want. Mom and the little “pest” are another story but I’m working on them, too. High paws and thanks to NVSR for finding my new home. -- Draco Dragon Puppy
Magic here. I’m so happy to be in my home. I love that they don’t keep me locked up in jail all the time. I get to lie on the sofa which is really comfy and sleep in the bed with Mom and Dad. Mom says nite-nite and I make a beeline for the bed. I really like my big yard, I bark a lot at everything and everybody. Mom says I’m a ball of energy and calls me Jumping Bean even though that’s not my name. (My buddy Draco calls me "the pest!") I don’t have enough to do so I’ve been in school for a while. I really liked some of my classes but get tired and bored in others. They just aren’t moving fast enough for me, they are like snails. I like to run – play with my toy – run – pull the stuffing out of toys – run – catch my ball – run – chase squirrels – run – bark at everything – run – chase Draco – and run. My two favorite toys are my laser light and my toy, Mike Wakowski. He’s my most favorite thing in the world. Then again, Mom says I’m OCD (whatever that means) when it comes to my light. I just can’t figure out how to get up to the ceiling and catch the dumb thing. But look out, when it’s on the floor, I’m gonna get it. For some strange reason, after 10 minutes or so, it just vanishes.
I try to play with Draco and my foster sister, Jazz, but they are old and grumpy. I wish they would play with me but most of the time I ignore their grumpy attitude and just run. Well that’s all for now, I need to go talk to the neighbors and tell them what I had for dinner. I’m enclosing one of my recent pictures, I don’t like posing but know Mom won’t give up until I get it right. This is not really me, I’m usually dirty, have mud on my belly and have grass in my fur because I’ve been rolling around and full of mischief. Mom says, you can take the girl out of the country but you can’t take the country out of the girl - whatever that means. Wiggly tails and happy paws to NVSR to bringing me to Mom and Dad. -- Magic
[Draco was adopted in June 2014 at 8 years old. Magic was adopted in July 2014 when she was 3 years old.]
Posted February 2015
I try to play with Draco and my foster sister, Jazz, but they are old and grumpy. I wish they would play with me but most of the time I ignore their grumpy attitude and just run. Well that’s all for now, I need to go talk to the neighbors and tell them what I had for dinner. I’m enclosing one of my recent pictures, I don’t like posing but know Mom won’t give up until I get it right. This is not really me, I’m usually dirty, have mud on my belly and have grass in my fur because I’ve been rolling around and full of mischief. Mom says, you can take the girl out of the country but you can’t take the country out of the girl - whatever that means. Wiggly tails and happy paws to NVSR to bringing me to Mom and Dad. -- Magic
[Draco was adopted in June 2014 at 8 years old. Magic was adopted in July 2014 when she was 3 years old.]
Posted February 2015
Tillie & Foxy
Tillie is hanging in there – she turned 13 in January. She is still very sweet and loveable, and always by our side. She is suffering from some muscle wasting in her rear legs, so we have her on supplements in addition to fish oil. We carry her up / down long flights of stairs, and walk her on flat surfaces. She sleeps quite a bit, but is energetic when people come and go, and of course, her appetite is fine!
Foxy is just a funny dog – sometimes we’re not sure she knows she is a dog (OK, our fault, because we call her “the baby”!) She is very affectionate, and always close. Loves to play and run, and is a nut in the snow. I don’t take her for long runs anymore because it seems to aggravate her leg, but other than that, all is fine with her. She prefers it when everyone is home and lets us know when someone is leaving!
Last year we switched to Blue Basics weight management and it has done wonders for their digestion. They are up to date on all shots / vet visits and Carol, the groomer at our vet, is always very patient and gentle with them. We are fortunate to have been able to have them go there for several years, so she knows them well!
I hope 2015 is a wonderful year for you, your family, and of course, your Shelties! Very Best to our NVSR friends. -- Clarissa Cullers
[Tillie was adopted in 2006 when she was 4 years old. Foxy was adopted May 2011 at 2 years old.] Posted February 2015
Tillie is hanging in there – she turned 13 in January. She is still very sweet and loveable, and always by our side. She is suffering from some muscle wasting in her rear legs, so we have her on supplements in addition to fish oil. We carry her up / down long flights of stairs, and walk her on flat surfaces. She sleeps quite a bit, but is energetic when people come and go, and of course, her appetite is fine!
Foxy is just a funny dog – sometimes we’re not sure she knows she is a dog (OK, our fault, because we call her “the baby”!) She is very affectionate, and always close. Loves to play and run, and is a nut in the snow. I don’t take her for long runs anymore because it seems to aggravate her leg, but other than that, all is fine with her. She prefers it when everyone is home and lets us know when someone is leaving!
Last year we switched to Blue Basics weight management and it has done wonders for their digestion. They are up to date on all shots / vet visits and Carol, the groomer at our vet, is always very patient and gentle with them. We are fortunate to have been able to have them go there for several years, so she knows them well!
I hope 2015 is a wonderful year for you, your family, and of course, your Shelties! Very Best to our NVSR friends. -- Clarissa Cullers
[Tillie was adopted in 2006 when she was 4 years old. Foxy was adopted May 2011 at 2 years old.] Posted February 2015
Calli
Hello, all my NVSR friends! Mom took a couple of pictures during my afternoon walk. As you can see, we have great walking trails Dad made for me on our 14 acres (leash removed for photo op).
My coat is getting fluffier every day, which is great since my behind was almost bare a little over a year ago. New fur came in handy during those cold mornings outside, but I had a bright pink coat for those really chilly days. Mom made me a pillow to use when I ride in the car or nap on the sofa; she also made me a small soft afghan. I actually like to poke my head under the blanket when I want to go to sleep or want to be left alone. Hope you enjoy the pictures.
I’m a very happy, spoiled doggy, but Mom and Dad say that’s okay since I had a few very rough years before I came to NVSR - lucky me! -- Calli Sautters
[Callie was adopted in December 2013 when she was about 5 years old. You can read more of Calli's story - scroll down to an earlier entry for her.]
Posted February 2015
Hello, all my NVSR friends! Mom took a couple of pictures during my afternoon walk. As you can see, we have great walking trails Dad made for me on our 14 acres (leash removed for photo op).
My coat is getting fluffier every day, which is great since my behind was almost bare a little over a year ago. New fur came in handy during those cold mornings outside, but I had a bright pink coat for those really chilly days. Mom made me a pillow to use when I ride in the car or nap on the sofa; she also made me a small soft afghan. I actually like to poke my head under the blanket when I want to go to sleep or want to be left alone. Hope you enjoy the pictures.
I’m a very happy, spoiled doggy, but Mom and Dad say that’s okay since I had a few very rough years before I came to NVSR - lucky me! -- Calli Sautters
[Callie was adopted in December 2013 when she was about 5 years old. You can read more of Calli's story - scroll down to an earlier entry for her.]
Posted February 2015
Phoenix
Thank you for inquiring about me. Wow, time flies! I don't look or act like I am almost 14! Folks say I am a sweetheart and a happy, affectionate boy. I still like to romp around and have fun (not as often or fast as I used to) and now have a new place to visit near the beach to frolic and play. I see my brother Sugarbear and sister Shirley a lot and that makes me happy. They go to the beach, too.
Life is good. I'm never alone, have plenty of attention and affection, good food, and fun. I love to sit on the back porch and watch everyone have their morning coffee, listen to the birds chirping, and get some warm sunshine and relaxation. Here's a recent photo of me with my little tiny sister, Shirley.
My mom and dad are so glad to have me and don't know what they would do without me. I am a wonderful, wonderful companion. Best regards to all, Phoenix Powars
[Phoenix was adopted in July 2003 when he was just 8 months old.] Posted February 2015
Thank you for inquiring about me. Wow, time flies! I don't look or act like I am almost 14! Folks say I am a sweetheart and a happy, affectionate boy. I still like to romp around and have fun (not as often or fast as I used to) and now have a new place to visit near the beach to frolic and play. I see my brother Sugarbear and sister Shirley a lot and that makes me happy. They go to the beach, too.
Life is good. I'm never alone, have plenty of attention and affection, good food, and fun. I love to sit on the back porch and watch everyone have their morning coffee, listen to the birds chirping, and get some warm sunshine and relaxation. Here's a recent photo of me with my little tiny sister, Shirley.
My mom and dad are so glad to have me and don't know what they would do without me. I am a wonderful, wonderful companion. Best regards to all, Phoenix Powars
[Phoenix was adopted in July 2003 when he was just 8 months old.] Posted February 2015
Autumn
We adopted Autumn in April of 2010, and started on our sweet adventure. She was met at home by our other NVSR Sheltie, "Lucy" (passed away February 2014 from cancer) and immediately became an integral part of our family.
We live a few blocks from the beach and Atlantic Ocean....and Autumn turned into a beach "Sheltie" very quickly. She is such a sweet loving baby that (like many Shelties) craves cuddling and attention. She is super agile, and lightning fast. She burns up the beach and loves the snow (albeit we don't get much).
We had to have most of her teeth removed due to the original breeder owners' neglect. She is such a trooper and has dealt with the transition to soft food just fine. Our attempts at dentures remain unsuccessful ;)
Ok, we are off to the beach!
Thank you for Autumn and Lucy. NVSR is a wonderful organization that needs all of our support. - Jay & Barbara Wise
[Autumn was adopted in April 2010 when she was 6 years old.] Posted February 2015
We adopted Autumn in April of 2010, and started on our sweet adventure. She was met at home by our other NVSR Sheltie, "Lucy" (passed away February 2014 from cancer) and immediately became an integral part of our family.
We live a few blocks from the beach and Atlantic Ocean....and Autumn turned into a beach "Sheltie" very quickly. She is such a sweet loving baby that (like many Shelties) craves cuddling and attention. She is super agile, and lightning fast. She burns up the beach and loves the snow (albeit we don't get much).
We had to have most of her teeth removed due to the original breeder owners' neglect. She is such a trooper and has dealt with the transition to soft food just fine. Our attempts at dentures remain unsuccessful ;)
Ok, we are off to the beach!
Thank you for Autumn and Lucy. NVSR is a wonderful organization that needs all of our support. - Jay & Barbara Wise
[Autumn was adopted in April 2010 when she was 6 years old.] Posted February 2015
Scamp
To all the wonderful people at The Sheltie Rescue, I am glad that you finally shamed my mother into letting you know how well I am doing. I keep telling her that I want you to know what a good choice you made, but I also stress that I want to stay right where I am, thank you. I must be one of those "velcro" dogs that you talk about as I don't want her out of my sight. I am most happy when everyone is in the same room so I can relax and go to sleep.
More and more I resort to steering everyone into the living room as that is my favorite room. I have a nice bed there in a corner where I can watch everyone but they can't see me very well. I also have a bed right next to her big bed. (Mine is big also as I like to really stretch out.) If anyone is staying overnight in one of the other bedrooms I insist on sleeping out in the hall where I can keep tabs on everyone. Nothing gets past me.
No one will believe that I am a senior dog as I still fly down the kitchen stoop and race around the wonderful yard whenever I am allowed out. My brother who is quite an athlete takes me for walks and always says that I want to keep walking no matter how far he takes me. I am still young enough to never feel tired.
I am truly sorry that I missed all of you at the picnic but there was a very good reason. My mother had a bad fall and ended up in the hospital for several days. She still wanted to go to the picnic after she was discharged but that was vetoed by everyone else in the family.They insist on being very careful with her now as she is 88 years old. Wish I knew what that means. Next week my sister the psychiatrist/geneticist is coming home for a week and we are all excited about that. Not only does she love dogs but she has adopted two of them herself. I am glad though that she is not bringing them with her as I like being the only dog around here. In fact I am not even sure that I am a dog.
I hope that all of you have a good holiday and a very good new year. My bed is now right next to the Christmas tree as the tree took over my corner. Everyone says I look so cute under the tree. I'm really under the baby grand piano. Love, Scamp Badner
[Scamp was adopted in February 2012 when he was 9 years old.] Posted January 2015
To all the wonderful people at The Sheltie Rescue, I am glad that you finally shamed my mother into letting you know how well I am doing. I keep telling her that I want you to know what a good choice you made, but I also stress that I want to stay right where I am, thank you. I must be one of those "velcro" dogs that you talk about as I don't want her out of my sight. I am most happy when everyone is in the same room so I can relax and go to sleep.
More and more I resort to steering everyone into the living room as that is my favorite room. I have a nice bed there in a corner where I can watch everyone but they can't see me very well. I also have a bed right next to her big bed. (Mine is big also as I like to really stretch out.) If anyone is staying overnight in one of the other bedrooms I insist on sleeping out in the hall where I can keep tabs on everyone. Nothing gets past me.
No one will believe that I am a senior dog as I still fly down the kitchen stoop and race around the wonderful yard whenever I am allowed out. My brother who is quite an athlete takes me for walks and always says that I want to keep walking no matter how far he takes me. I am still young enough to never feel tired.
I am truly sorry that I missed all of you at the picnic but there was a very good reason. My mother had a bad fall and ended up in the hospital for several days. She still wanted to go to the picnic after she was discharged but that was vetoed by everyone else in the family.They insist on being very careful with her now as she is 88 years old. Wish I knew what that means. Next week my sister the psychiatrist/geneticist is coming home for a week and we are all excited about that. Not only does she love dogs but she has adopted two of them herself. I am glad though that she is not bringing them with her as I like being the only dog around here. In fact I am not even sure that I am a dog.
I hope that all of you have a good holiday and a very good new year. My bed is now right next to the Christmas tree as the tree took over my corner. Everyone says I look so cute under the tree. I'm really under the baby grand piano. Love, Scamp Badner
[Scamp was adopted in February 2012 when he was 9 years old.] Posted January 2015
Ben
Hi, I am great! And very spoiled. (See my picture, I am smiling.) I have three cat sisters and a new cat brother. Two of my cat sisters love me. They hang on me and even kiss me.
I am in Arizona for the winter. Mom and Dad walk with me every day, but I am still pudgy. (I love walks; I know the word when Mom and Dad say it.) I am looking forward to Christmas because I always get new toys. I like to tear mine apart, and then Mom washes them and sews them back together, especially my gopher which is my favorite. I am never bad. I don’t get into any trouble.
Mom and Dad are retired and don’t leave me by myself often, but when they do I am so glad when they come home. I miss Virginia where I have a big yard and walk to the Bay every day, but it sure is nice to see my human brother and nephew when I am in Arizona.
I hope you have a happy Christmas. I keep wishing for a sister Sheltie for Christmas, but Dad told me five rescue pets is enough in the RV when we are traveling.
Love, Ben
P.S. Ben is the best. He is the smartest dog! We really love him. -- Valli and Dave
[Ben was adopted in September 2012 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted January 2015
Hi, I am great! And very spoiled. (See my picture, I am smiling.) I have three cat sisters and a new cat brother. Two of my cat sisters love me. They hang on me and even kiss me.
I am in Arizona for the winter. Mom and Dad walk with me every day, but I am still pudgy. (I love walks; I know the word when Mom and Dad say it.) I am looking forward to Christmas because I always get new toys. I like to tear mine apart, and then Mom washes them and sews them back together, especially my gopher which is my favorite. I am never bad. I don’t get into any trouble.
Mom and Dad are retired and don’t leave me by myself often, but when they do I am so glad when they come home. I miss Virginia where I have a big yard and walk to the Bay every day, but it sure is nice to see my human brother and nephew when I am in Arizona.
I hope you have a happy Christmas. I keep wishing for a sister Sheltie for Christmas, but Dad told me five rescue pets is enough in the RV when we are traveling.
Love, Ben
P.S. Ben is the best. He is the smartest dog! We really love him. -- Valli and Dave
[Ben was adopted in September 2012 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted January 2015
That's me - the sable with one ear up and one down.
Hailee
This is Hailee - - Sorry it's taken me a while to get back to you. Mom says too much computer time isn't good for little ones - so it's pretty limited. I'm very happy to say that the past year was very good for us dogs and our people. Mom and Dad decided that we needed a bigger house. And even though I was worried that I might not get to go along (because of my anxiety and the fact that when I got nervous, I chewed on the walls in our old house), Mom promised that we would all be going together, that no one would be left out. And true to her promise, we are now all settled in our new home. It has a nice big yard where we can all run and play, although most of the time I sit and watch the babies run or stay inside with Mom and let the youngsters run about. After we moved, Mom and Dad got me some meds that help me to relax when I get really nervous. That along with a nice big "house" with a fluffy bed and blankets for me to be safe in when they're not home and I am now one very happy and content girl. My younger sisters are doing well - - - they are very active but thankfully, I have them mostly trained up so I don't have to work so hard. Probably a good thing, as with most of us when we get older, I've got aches and pains - mostly in my back legs. Stairs are not so much fun - - but Mom and Dad are great - they've gotten me medicine to help keep the one they call "arthur - itis" away. I don't know who he is - but I don't like him for making my legs hurt. But if I'm having a really rough day (which isn't very often), Mom and Dad will carry me on the stairs.
It may have taken me a while to find them and to be convinced that this was a forever kind of thing - but my family and I love each other very much, and I see us being content in our new home for a long time.
Tell all the others waiting for homes that I'll be praying they get furever homes soon and that they will be as happy as I am. Happy New Year! Luv - Hailee McMahon
PS - Mom helped me attach a pic from this Christmas so you can see how my sisters and I are doing - Enjoy!
[Hailee was adopted in June 2012 when she was 11 years young.] Posted January 2015
This is Hailee - - Sorry it's taken me a while to get back to you. Mom says too much computer time isn't good for little ones - so it's pretty limited. I'm very happy to say that the past year was very good for us dogs and our people. Mom and Dad decided that we needed a bigger house. And even though I was worried that I might not get to go along (because of my anxiety and the fact that when I got nervous, I chewed on the walls in our old house), Mom promised that we would all be going together, that no one would be left out. And true to her promise, we are now all settled in our new home. It has a nice big yard where we can all run and play, although most of the time I sit and watch the babies run or stay inside with Mom and let the youngsters run about. After we moved, Mom and Dad got me some meds that help me to relax when I get really nervous. That along with a nice big "house" with a fluffy bed and blankets for me to be safe in when they're not home and I am now one very happy and content girl. My younger sisters are doing well - - - they are very active but thankfully, I have them mostly trained up so I don't have to work so hard. Probably a good thing, as with most of us when we get older, I've got aches and pains - mostly in my back legs. Stairs are not so much fun - - but Mom and Dad are great - they've gotten me medicine to help keep the one they call "arthur - itis" away. I don't know who he is - but I don't like him for making my legs hurt. But if I'm having a really rough day (which isn't very often), Mom and Dad will carry me on the stairs.
It may have taken me a while to find them and to be convinced that this was a forever kind of thing - but my family and I love each other very much, and I see us being content in our new home for a long time.
Tell all the others waiting for homes that I'll be praying they get furever homes soon and that they will be as happy as I am. Happy New Year! Luv - Hailee McMahon
PS - Mom helped me attach a pic from this Christmas so you can see how my sisters and I are doing - Enjoy!
[Hailee was adopted in June 2012 when she was 11 years young.] Posted January 2015
Duncan & Scottie
Duncan and Scottie continue being absolutely fabulous. Last January, I had knee replacement surgery, and they were like "Nanny" in Peter Pan -- keeping watch, running to John for help when I was uncomfortable, snuggling in my temporary bed (which they don't normally do) -- and staying out of my way but "guarding" while I re-learned how to walk. Amazing, aren't they -- how do they know just what to do?
We're all back to walking and having a great time. Shy Duncan is finally running around the whole back yard - either running with Scottie or chasing Scottie while Scottie chases squirrels or whatever he imagines is around. They enjoyed their swimming lessons, but walking around a wet pool is still on my "not yet" list - but we hope to get them back in the Alpha Dog pool. Once my crazy Christmas schedule lets up (piano students' recital, choir practice for all those services, hand bell performances) my plan is to transfer some of our photos to the computer so I can sent them out to you and friends -- and choose one or two to try painting Duncan and Scottie (pictures, not dogs).
Hope you (and all the Shelties) are having a wonderful holiday season! -- Sandra O'Neill
[Duncan was adopted in January 2012 at 2 years old. Scottie was adopted in August 2012 when he was 18 months old.] Posted January 2015
Duncan and Scottie continue being absolutely fabulous. Last January, I had knee replacement surgery, and they were like "Nanny" in Peter Pan -- keeping watch, running to John for help when I was uncomfortable, snuggling in my temporary bed (which they don't normally do) -- and staying out of my way but "guarding" while I re-learned how to walk. Amazing, aren't they -- how do they know just what to do?
We're all back to walking and having a great time. Shy Duncan is finally running around the whole back yard - either running with Scottie or chasing Scottie while Scottie chases squirrels or whatever he imagines is around. They enjoyed their swimming lessons, but walking around a wet pool is still on my "not yet" list - but we hope to get them back in the Alpha Dog pool. Once my crazy Christmas schedule lets up (piano students' recital, choir practice for all those services, hand bell performances) my plan is to transfer some of our photos to the computer so I can sent them out to you and friends -- and choose one or two to try painting Duncan and Scottie (pictures, not dogs).
Hope you (and all the Shelties) are having a wonderful holiday season! -- Sandra O'Neill
[Duncan was adopted in January 2012 at 2 years old. Scottie was adopted in August 2012 when he was 18 months old.] Posted January 2015
Comet
Comet is doing very well. He’s been a great addition to our family. We are still working through a few minor issues - he goes crazy when the cat is in the cat box, strangers, and when I wear a sport coat or suit - but he’s doing great. He and the cat are playmates. In fact it's hard to tell whether the kitten (8 months old) thinks he’s a dog -- or the dog thinks he’s a kitten.
Comet also loves to play with our older Sheltie who is 12. They get to running and zooming around the backyard.
About the first of December, he realized that his vertical leap allowed him to jump up onto a high bed. He’s real quiet and loves to jump onto the bed during the middle of the night. Comet loves his people! -- Tom and Amy Heim
[Comet was adopted in September 2014 at 10 months old.]
Posted January 2015
Comet is doing very well. He’s been a great addition to our family. We are still working through a few minor issues - he goes crazy when the cat is in the cat box, strangers, and when I wear a sport coat or suit - but he’s doing great. He and the cat are playmates. In fact it's hard to tell whether the kitten (8 months old) thinks he’s a dog -- or the dog thinks he’s a kitten.
Comet also loves to play with our older Sheltie who is 12. They get to running and zooming around the backyard.
About the first of December, he realized that his vertical leap allowed him to jump up onto a high bed. He’s real quiet and loves to jump onto the bed during the middle of the night. Comet loves his people! -- Tom and Amy Heim
[Comet was adopted in September 2014 at 10 months old.]
Posted January 2015
Gulliver
Thanks for checking in! Gulliver and I are still going strong. Approaching 11, he's a bit slower and limps sometimes but still loves his walks. A month ago, we moved to Raleigh NC, and he is enjoying the countryside more than I could ever expect. I take him to my family's barley farm a couple times a week, and this city dog is loving it. He herds the chickens, and last week, he actually laid down in the mud and took a nap. We were all appalled and amazed.
I'm staying with my parents who lost our beloved Australian Shepherd last Christmas to disease (she had a tumor on her spine), and Gulliver has brought so much joy to them. He's also helping my four year old nephew not be so scared of dogs. The best moment for me in the last year came when he let my tiny little calico, Bella, clean him. It was adorable. -- Emily and Gulliver Hager
[Gulliver was adopted in June 2012 when he was 8 years old.]
Posted January 2015
Thanks for checking in! Gulliver and I are still going strong. Approaching 11, he's a bit slower and limps sometimes but still loves his walks. A month ago, we moved to Raleigh NC, and he is enjoying the countryside more than I could ever expect. I take him to my family's barley farm a couple times a week, and this city dog is loving it. He herds the chickens, and last week, he actually laid down in the mud and took a nap. We were all appalled and amazed.
I'm staying with my parents who lost our beloved Australian Shepherd last Christmas to disease (she had a tumor on her spine), and Gulliver has brought so much joy to them. He's also helping my four year old nephew not be so scared of dogs. The best moment for me in the last year came when he let my tiny little calico, Bella, clean him. It was adorable. -- Emily and Gulliver Hager
[Gulliver was adopted in June 2012 when he was 8 years old.]
Posted January 2015
Flash
I LOVE LOVE LOVE my home with my mother and her sister. I had some health problems in the late spring and early summer but I'm all better now! Even though I am 12 (almost 13) years old, my mother took me to "Puppy School." I'm a pretty shy fellow, so it was good to socialize with other pups and people. We would walk through the PetSmart and invite people to pet me. That was pretty much fun. I'm even better about riding in my mother's van for trips - short ones and long ones. The nice lady down the street gave us a big kennel, and I feel protected and safe in it which makes the trip much more enjoyable. My mother's friends like me so much that they gave her Christmas presents with pictures of me. See for yourself.
Thanks for finding me such a nice place to live with people who love me. I'm a happy boy!
Love, Flash (a/k/a "Puppy Face")
[Flash was adopted in December 2013 when he was a young 11 years old!] Posted January 2015
I LOVE LOVE LOVE my home with my mother and her sister. I had some health problems in the late spring and early summer but I'm all better now! Even though I am 12 (almost 13) years old, my mother took me to "Puppy School." I'm a pretty shy fellow, so it was good to socialize with other pups and people. We would walk through the PetSmart and invite people to pet me. That was pretty much fun. I'm even better about riding in my mother's van for trips - short ones and long ones. The nice lady down the street gave us a big kennel, and I feel protected and safe in it which makes the trip much more enjoyable. My mother's friends like me so much that they gave her Christmas presents with pictures of me. See for yourself.
Thanks for finding me such a nice place to live with people who love me. I'm a happy boy!
Love, Flash (a/k/a "Puppy Face")
[Flash was adopted in December 2013 when he was a young 11 years old!] Posted January 2015
Laci Grace
I now know what the phrase "Almost Heaven, West Virginia" means, because I AM IN HEAVEN in my forever home. It is very quiet here and actually quite beautiful. We walk on the trails in my community, and my mom takes me with her in the car whenever possible. She took me to her friends' house recently for something called a party, and I curled up in the corner and went to sleep. (I can't figure out why they don't understand that.) Mom says all of her friends and family love me! I even met Santa and Mrs. Paws, and I wasn't even scared! Next month we are going on something called a "road trip to Florida." Mom tells me about all types of new adventures we are going to experience this summer and I can't wait. She also mentioned training for therapy work in the spring (no clue what THAT means)!!
It was just me and my new mom here until my friend named Charlie came to stay with us for awhile. My mom says she's a "foster dog," whatever that means. All I know is that she barks more than I do, and she chases tennis balls all over the house. Mom takes both of us on walks and sometimes gets tangled in the leashes. (We laugh, but don't tell her.) I know Charlie will be leaving us and that makes me sad; she has been a good friend to me, but she'll be off to new adventures, too.
So NVSR, I am sending you the biggest thank you in the world. I am so happy in West Virginia and hope all of my foster friends are lucky enough to find a forever home as great as mine. With love and gratitude, Laci Grace Hill
[Laci Grace was adopted in October 2014 when she was about 5 years old. She was a stray before coming to NVSR.] Posted January 2015
I now know what the phrase "Almost Heaven, West Virginia" means, because I AM IN HEAVEN in my forever home. It is very quiet here and actually quite beautiful. We walk on the trails in my community, and my mom takes me with her in the car whenever possible. She took me to her friends' house recently for something called a party, and I curled up in the corner and went to sleep. (I can't figure out why they don't understand that.) Mom says all of her friends and family love me! I even met Santa and Mrs. Paws, and I wasn't even scared! Next month we are going on something called a "road trip to Florida." Mom tells me about all types of new adventures we are going to experience this summer and I can't wait. She also mentioned training for therapy work in the spring (no clue what THAT means)!!
It was just me and my new mom here until my friend named Charlie came to stay with us for awhile. My mom says she's a "foster dog," whatever that means. All I know is that she barks more than I do, and she chases tennis balls all over the house. Mom takes both of us on walks and sometimes gets tangled in the leashes. (We laugh, but don't tell her.) I know Charlie will be leaving us and that makes me sad; she has been a good friend to me, but she'll be off to new adventures, too.
So NVSR, I am sending you the biggest thank you in the world. I am so happy in West Virginia and hope all of my foster friends are lucky enough to find a forever home as great as mine. With love and gratitude, Laci Grace Hill
[Laci Grace was adopted in October 2014 when she was about 5 years old. She was a stray before coming to NVSR.] Posted January 2015
Scout
It doesn't seem like six months have gone by since we welcomed "Bandit" into our home and family. We changed his name to Scout, and he loves it!
He is such a loving fun dog. Scout loves to cuddle - particularly in bed in the morning. He truly is a family dog who spends time with all his humans throughout the day. He and our older Sheltie, Charlie, get along really well. Scout not only enjoys going for walks but loves joining my husband and me on runs. He has learned the commands "stay" and "come" and will be starting an obedience class once the weather improves. Scout loves racing around the backyard and jumping over things. He would love agility, and we eventually plan to introduce him to the sport.
Thank you for all that NVSR does. --Susan, David, Danielle, and Ian Smith - and Scout, of course!
[Scout was adopted in July 2014 when he was 3 years old.] Posted January 2015
It doesn't seem like six months have gone by since we welcomed "Bandit" into our home and family. We changed his name to Scout, and he loves it!
He is such a loving fun dog. Scout loves to cuddle - particularly in bed in the morning. He truly is a family dog who spends time with all his humans throughout the day. He and our older Sheltie, Charlie, get along really well. Scout not only enjoys going for walks but loves joining my husband and me on runs. He has learned the commands "stay" and "come" and will be starting an obedience class once the weather improves. Scout loves racing around the backyard and jumping over things. He would love agility, and we eventually plan to introduce him to the sport.
Thank you for all that NVSR does. --Susan, David, Danielle, and Ian Smith - and Scout, of course!
[Scout was adopted in July 2014 when he was 3 years old.] Posted January 2015
Ellie
I am doing great - and my parents always tell me what a good girl I am! I had a hard time at first and a few accidents, because I was confused about what was happening to me and I wasn't used to my new routine. Now that I know the schedule, I haven't had any more problems. My sister Laila (adopted from NVSR November 2012) and I keep each other entertained, and we do everything together - including our morning walks. I have a lot of energy for a dog my age and I can even out run / out play my sister who is a few years younger. I have a lot of toys (even brought a few with me) and I still love to play with them - especially the bones.
Here are two pictures of me. In one, I am exhausted because we spent the day outside doing yard work - I helped by running around the yard chasing Laila :-). The other picture is me with Laila on my first day at my new home. I am very happy in my new family and I am loved.
Thank you, NVSR, and all of the volunteers for helping me find my forever home!
Love, Ellie Meade
P.S. I love the cold weather and the snow!
[Ellie was adopted in October 2014 when she was 7 years old. Laila is now 6 years old.] Posted January 2015
I am doing great - and my parents always tell me what a good girl I am! I had a hard time at first and a few accidents, because I was confused about what was happening to me and I wasn't used to my new routine. Now that I know the schedule, I haven't had any more problems. My sister Laila (adopted from NVSR November 2012) and I keep each other entertained, and we do everything together - including our morning walks. I have a lot of energy for a dog my age and I can even out run / out play my sister who is a few years younger. I have a lot of toys (even brought a few with me) and I still love to play with them - especially the bones.
Here are two pictures of me. In one, I am exhausted because we spent the day outside doing yard work - I helped by running around the yard chasing Laila :-). The other picture is me with Laila on my first day at my new home. I am very happy in my new family and I am loved.
Thank you, NVSR, and all of the volunteers for helping me find my forever home!
Love, Ellie Meade
P.S. I love the cold weather and the snow!
[Ellie was adopted in October 2014 when she was 7 years old. Laila is now 6 years old.] Posted January 2015
Dylan
Dylan's doing pretty well. His balance got better so he's been able to get up and down the stairs fairly well with only the occasional slip. He's still sleeping a lot during the day but still enjoys a romp in the backyard especially if there's snow. He has learned a new trick this year, so he's mentally quite alert. He doesn't let us clean his teeth, so they are in need of a scraping again - they were done a couple of years ago.
Here he is last January and now in his favorite nighttime location, right next to the bed.
Neale Ferguson
[Dylan was adopted in March 2000 when he was less than a year old. He's had a wonderful long time with his "forever family!"]
Posted January 2015
Dylan's doing pretty well. His balance got better so he's been able to get up and down the stairs fairly well with only the occasional slip. He's still sleeping a lot during the day but still enjoys a romp in the backyard especially if there's snow. He has learned a new trick this year, so he's mentally quite alert. He doesn't let us clean his teeth, so they are in need of a scraping again - they were done a couple of years ago.
Here he is last January and now in his favorite nighttime location, right next to the bed.
Neale Ferguson
[Dylan was adopted in March 2000 when he was less than a year old. He's had a wonderful long time with his "forever family!"]
Posted January 2015
Spike
Hi! Things are still wonderful with Mommy, Daddy, Bear, and the cats. Bear always wants to play with me, but I just don't have enough energy for that...so Mommy and Daddy have been talking about getting a young dog for him to romp in the yard with. I'm ok with that, as long as I still get plenty of attention, too! I have a few pounds yet to lose but I rarely eat badly, so I'll keep at it! Thanks for checking in on me...here are two new photos. You can see that Bear and I get along great!
Love and Sheltie kisses, Spike Frock
[Spike was adopted (the second time after being returned to NVSR) in July 2014 at the age of 13.] Posted January 2015
July 17, 2015: We're very sad to report that Spike died in his sleep last night. His family misses his sweet personality very much.
Hi! Things are still wonderful with Mommy, Daddy, Bear, and the cats. Bear always wants to play with me, but I just don't have enough energy for that...so Mommy and Daddy have been talking about getting a young dog for him to romp in the yard with. I'm ok with that, as long as I still get plenty of attention, too! I have a few pounds yet to lose but I rarely eat badly, so I'll keep at it! Thanks for checking in on me...here are two new photos. You can see that Bear and I get along great!
Love and Sheltie kisses, Spike Frock
[Spike was adopted (the second time after being returned to NVSR) in July 2014 at the age of 13.] Posted January 2015
July 17, 2015: We're very sad to report that Spike died in his sleep last night. His family misses his sweet personality very much.
Hairy
Hairy is doing great - he hasn't started formal agility classes yet - will do that in April, but we do agility in the back yard with some obstacles my husband made - jumps, weaves, etc. and he excels. He also won PRETTIEST in the Dog Show held here in October so sometimes he prefers that we call him Champ. Has been on two long vacations with us where he slept in the King Size bed and also took his meals there with long walks on the beach and everyone telling him how beautiful he is. Still a little spooky, but has come miles - very affectionate, very playful, and LOVES his momma. -- Becky Nunn
[Hairy was adopted in July 2014 when he was 3 years old.] Posted January 2015
Stella and Honey - best friends.
Honey
A few years ago we were lucky enough to rescue a Sheltie from NVSR. Her name is Honey and she is the sweetest dog in the world, but she has been so introverted the entire time we have had her. We hired a dog "trainer" to help us pull Honey out her shell, with no luck. We changed her food, thinking an all "natural" diet would help, with no success. I have taken a lot of grief from family members who had no experience with this situation, and of course they gave me all the wrong advice. You know, push her harder, force her to go for walks, etc. They would say she wasn't a real dog and other hurtful comments.
Well, the dog we had to help her adjust was elderly and she got cancer and passed away last March. It was very hard for us people, but Honey didn't really seem to notice. We took her on vacation with us and the other dog and they would walk past each other without even a nod. We were worried.
In September we started the search for another dog. We looked at your website but apparently there was no good match. We looked elsewhere and even got an "interview" with one lady, but she decided our home would not be a good place for her dog, even though she initially told us it was a go. Then we were lucky enough to spot a Sheltie puppy on Petfinder.com. We called and as fate (or whatever) would have it, we were the second caller for the puppy, and we were able to adopt her.
The first month Honey had no interaction with the new puppy, Stella, even though Stella just wouldn't leave her alone. Puppies are wonderful little creatures, not afraid of anything and just no quit in her little soul. She kept on bugging Honey, hanging on her tail, her face, wherever she could grab her. And you know what? Honey started interacting with Stella, then smelling her, then actually staying on the floor (she had always stayed on the couch, her refuge) and before we knew it they were playing with each other! We were beyond excited, beyond happy, beyond belief. Our sweet Honey had come out of her self-imposed exile and was becoming actually happy, interacting with Stella and now interacting with us more and more. -- Joyce Lammers & DJ Glattke
[Honey was adopted in April 2011 at 6 years old. She had been a breeder's dog.] Re-Posted December 2014
A few years ago we were lucky enough to rescue a Sheltie from NVSR. Her name is Honey and she is the sweetest dog in the world, but she has been so introverted the entire time we have had her. We hired a dog "trainer" to help us pull Honey out her shell, with no luck. We changed her food, thinking an all "natural" diet would help, with no success. I have taken a lot of grief from family members who had no experience with this situation, and of course they gave me all the wrong advice. You know, push her harder, force her to go for walks, etc. They would say she wasn't a real dog and other hurtful comments.
Well, the dog we had to help her adjust was elderly and she got cancer and passed away last March. It was very hard for us people, but Honey didn't really seem to notice. We took her on vacation with us and the other dog and they would walk past each other without even a nod. We were worried.
In September we started the search for another dog. We looked at your website but apparently there was no good match. We looked elsewhere and even got an "interview" with one lady, but she decided our home would not be a good place for her dog, even though she initially told us it was a go. Then we were lucky enough to spot a Sheltie puppy on Petfinder.com. We called and as fate (or whatever) would have it, we were the second caller for the puppy, and we were able to adopt her.
The first month Honey had no interaction with the new puppy, Stella, even though Stella just wouldn't leave her alone. Puppies are wonderful little creatures, not afraid of anything and just no quit in her little soul. She kept on bugging Honey, hanging on her tail, her face, wherever she could grab her. And you know what? Honey started interacting with Stella, then smelling her, then actually staying on the floor (she had always stayed on the couch, her refuge) and before we knew it they were playing with each other! We were beyond excited, beyond happy, beyond belief. Our sweet Honey had come out of her self-imposed exile and was becoming actually happy, interacting with Stella and now interacting with us more and more. -- Joyce Lammers & DJ Glattke
[Honey was adopted in April 2011 at 6 years old. She had been a breeder's dog.] Re-Posted December 2014
Mariah helping in the office and begging for a walk.
Mariah
Mariah is still doing fantastic. She turns 10 years old next month, but except for her laid-back attitude you'd think she's still a puppy. I guess having gray hair on your face from the time you ARE a puppy makes it easier to hide your age:)
She is a constant source of joy for us. She has so much personality but is so aware of what we want that it's almost eerie. She will start playing with her toys at about 5 AM (she is an early riser) and her toys all have squeakers in them because she loves it. But she will wait until Susan and I wake up and start moving around or talking before squeezing them to make them squeak. I don't know how she knows to do that -- we never had to tell her. She just seems to know things like that.
Even though she's getting on in years a bit, she still loves to run and sniff with other dogs. We regularly take her to a 40 acre off-leash dog park here in the Seattle area. She'll walk with us for hours and still try and convince us to stay longer when it's time to go. As we start to get close to the entrance again, she'll try to lead us off on trails that take us back into the heart of the park. Then, when we get to the entrance, she'll sit and greet new dogs entering rather than go with us to the gate. All it takes is us saying her name and telling her to come -- but I love that she makes sure we know her preferences, too.
We recently took a trip and boarded her at a small private ranch that takes care of dogs. They send us photos twice a week and one day we got this one, claiming they put her to work in the office. Also, this is how she tells it's time for a walk. So Mariah is feeling pretty comfortable in her home, and we just adore her. Thanks again for allowing us to adopt her! - Keith Moffatt
[Mariah was adopted in June 2011 when she was 6 years old.] Posted December 2014
Mariah is still doing fantastic. She turns 10 years old next month, but except for her laid-back attitude you'd think she's still a puppy. I guess having gray hair on your face from the time you ARE a puppy makes it easier to hide your age:)
She is a constant source of joy for us. She has so much personality but is so aware of what we want that it's almost eerie. She will start playing with her toys at about 5 AM (she is an early riser) and her toys all have squeakers in them because she loves it. But she will wait until Susan and I wake up and start moving around or talking before squeezing them to make them squeak. I don't know how she knows to do that -- we never had to tell her. She just seems to know things like that.
Even though she's getting on in years a bit, she still loves to run and sniff with other dogs. We regularly take her to a 40 acre off-leash dog park here in the Seattle area. She'll walk with us for hours and still try and convince us to stay longer when it's time to go. As we start to get close to the entrance again, she'll try to lead us off on trails that take us back into the heart of the park. Then, when we get to the entrance, she'll sit and greet new dogs entering rather than go with us to the gate. All it takes is us saying her name and telling her to come -- but I love that she makes sure we know her preferences, too.
We recently took a trip and boarded her at a small private ranch that takes care of dogs. They send us photos twice a week and one day we got this one, claiming they put her to work in the office. Also, this is how she tells it's time for a walk. So Mariah is feeling pretty comfortable in her home, and we just adore her. Thanks again for allowing us to adopt her! - Keith Moffatt
[Mariah was adopted in June 2011 when she was 6 years old.] Posted December 2014
Dusty
Hi there to all my NVSR Friends!
It's been almost five years since you guys came into my life and brought me to my new furever home. As you will remember, my Dad had died and my Mom was no longer able to care for me. Having lived with them for almost eight years, it was really hard to say goodbye, and I can imagine pretty heartbreaking for my Mom. But then my new Mom and Dad came into my life and I have to admit I am a pretty lucky guy.
Half the year I live in Lancaster PA, the other half on a lovely lake in northern Michigan. In both places my Dad and I walk a couple miles each day. In Pennsylvania my Mom and Dad's son and his family live right across the park from my house, and every night I get to walk with my niece dog, Kacey. In the mornings I walk with my friend, Jessie. Here's a picture of Jessie and me. It probably won't be too hard to pick out which one is me! I have also included a picture of me in my yard in Michigan, next to the tree my Dad planted. I take care of it by watering it every day! I am also enclosing a picture taken from the living room of my Michigan home. You can see it is pretty special.
I want to once again thank all of you at NVSR for the wonderful work that you do, and for the role you have played in my life and that of my Mom and Dad. You are all very, very special! Love, Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 when he was 8 years old.] Posted December 2014
Hi there to all my NVSR Friends!
It's been almost five years since you guys came into my life and brought me to my new furever home. As you will remember, my Dad had died and my Mom was no longer able to care for me. Having lived with them for almost eight years, it was really hard to say goodbye, and I can imagine pretty heartbreaking for my Mom. But then my new Mom and Dad came into my life and I have to admit I am a pretty lucky guy.
Half the year I live in Lancaster PA, the other half on a lovely lake in northern Michigan. In both places my Dad and I walk a couple miles each day. In Pennsylvania my Mom and Dad's son and his family live right across the park from my house, and every night I get to walk with my niece dog, Kacey. In the mornings I walk with my friend, Jessie. Here's a picture of Jessie and me. It probably won't be too hard to pick out which one is me! I have also included a picture of me in my yard in Michigan, next to the tree my Dad planted. I take care of it by watering it every day! I am also enclosing a picture taken from the living room of my Michigan home. You can see it is pretty special.
I want to once again thank all of you at NVSR for the wonderful work that you do, and for the role you have played in my life and that of my Mom and Dad. You are all very, very special! Love, Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 when he was 8 years old.] Posted December 2014
Penny
Penny is doing great! Happy, healthy and full of spunk!
We purchased a cottage on the ocean in the outer banks of NC and spend as much time down there as we can. Penny absolutely loves the beach and playing fetch with her ball. She is curious about the ocean but not interested in swimming! Sadly, we lost one of our older Shelties, Pepper, to cancer a couple of years ago. Penny mourned along with us as Pepper had been Penny's best friend and mentor. Soon after, we ended up adding not one, but two Sheltie puppies to our family, and Penny has been the happiest little dog since. She mommied them as if they were her own and now chases them around the yard and on the beach.
She is my little shadow at home, always close by and loves to snuggle on the sofa with us at night. In spite of her previous owner "de-barking" her, she still makes herself heard loud and clear!
We are looking forward to spending the holidays at the beach with our four grown children (our youngest daughter jokes that we have replaced the kids with dogs!) and extended family this year. We wish all of you at NVSR a wonderful holiday season as well! -- Deby and Jon DeMeo
[Penny was adopted in June 2009 when she was 3 years old.]
Posted December 2014
Penny is doing great! Happy, healthy and full of spunk!
We purchased a cottage on the ocean in the outer banks of NC and spend as much time down there as we can. Penny absolutely loves the beach and playing fetch with her ball. She is curious about the ocean but not interested in swimming! Sadly, we lost one of our older Shelties, Pepper, to cancer a couple of years ago. Penny mourned along with us as Pepper had been Penny's best friend and mentor. Soon after, we ended up adding not one, but two Sheltie puppies to our family, and Penny has been the happiest little dog since. She mommied them as if they were her own and now chases them around the yard and on the beach.
She is my little shadow at home, always close by and loves to snuggle on the sofa with us at night. In spite of her previous owner "de-barking" her, she still makes herself heard loud and clear!
We are looking forward to spending the holidays at the beach with our four grown children (our youngest daughter jokes that we have replaced the kids with dogs!) and extended family this year. We wish all of you at NVSR a wonderful holiday season as well! -- Deby and Jon DeMeo
[Penny was adopted in June 2009 when she was 3 years old.]
Posted December 2014
Here I am with my sister, Moxie the Doxie.
Imus
Woof, Woof (Merry Christmas), NVSR! Thank you so much for continuing to check on me and my family. I don't call them "new" anymore as it seems this has always been my home! I have a great routine, meals AM and PM, walking and outside time daily, and my favorite "family relaxation time" in front of the TV each night.
We are getting ready for active holiday time. Our house will be full of children and FIVE grandchildren. I really like these kids. They are very good to me and I to them. Boy, when everyone leaves, Moxie (my sister) and I sleep for two days! My routine includes regular grooming at PetSmart. I just had a session last week. I have relaxed to let mom/dad wipe my paws off when I come in from outside. They say "paw" and I lift each foot. I have my own doggie towel. ( I am so spoiled.) But I prefer the professional groomers for the "big job." I seem more relaxed with them. My teeth are good...just brushed. My left hip is a bit bothersome in cold, damp weather, and the Vet has me on Dasuquin for the stiffness. It seems to have helped.
That is all about me, but this family, yes, I think I have definitely added joy and laughter to their household. I am so smart, I know all their routines, like getting their coats means I am to start barking, the 'Crank" sound of the recliner means I am to come relax in the family room, and "treat" means I have be a very good boy! Sometimes I get extra when Moxie has been good. But she is really a Moxie Doxie and sometimes she can be too feisty.
Merry Christmas to all my NVSR friends. I am all good! I hope you like the picture of me right after I got groomed! I'm such a handsome fellow! -- Imus Webb
[Imus was adopted in October 2012 when he was 6 years old.] Posted December 2014
Woof, Woof (Merry Christmas), NVSR! Thank you so much for continuing to check on me and my family. I don't call them "new" anymore as it seems this has always been my home! I have a great routine, meals AM and PM, walking and outside time daily, and my favorite "family relaxation time" in front of the TV each night.
We are getting ready for active holiday time. Our house will be full of children and FIVE grandchildren. I really like these kids. They are very good to me and I to them. Boy, when everyone leaves, Moxie (my sister) and I sleep for two days! My routine includes regular grooming at PetSmart. I just had a session last week. I have relaxed to let mom/dad wipe my paws off when I come in from outside. They say "paw" and I lift each foot. I have my own doggie towel. ( I am so spoiled.) But I prefer the professional groomers for the "big job." I seem more relaxed with them. My teeth are good...just brushed. My left hip is a bit bothersome in cold, damp weather, and the Vet has me on Dasuquin for the stiffness. It seems to have helped.
That is all about me, but this family, yes, I think I have definitely added joy and laughter to their household. I am so smart, I know all their routines, like getting their coats means I am to start barking, the 'Crank" sound of the recliner means I am to come relax in the family room, and "treat" means I have be a very good boy! Sometimes I get extra when Moxie has been good. But she is really a Moxie Doxie and sometimes she can be too feisty.
Merry Christmas to all my NVSR friends. I am all good! I hope you like the picture of me right after I got groomed! I'm such a handsome fellow! -- Imus Webb
[Imus was adopted in October 2012 when he was 6 years old.] Posted December 2014
Heather (foster dog), Laddie, Kathy, Zooey, Jim & Kyla ... and Laddie enjoying a good vacuuming
Laddie
Laddie, a/k/a Lad, A Dog, is happily sharing his life with us and his two littler Sheltie sisters, Kyla, NVSR 2007, and Zooey, 2009. He always knew that my dogged attempts to get him adopted by someone else were just an odd habit of mine. (Dog family dynamics said he’d be happier elsewhere but we’ve worked it out.) Well, the right person never came along, so he became our lad after a very long foster period. Lad, A Dog is really the collie, and the horse, I always wanted, big and solid to pet and hug, even though he’s really just a 45-pound Sheltie. And apparently Jim needed another collie, too. Laddie can be silly (with his toothy grin) or serious, but he is truly a calming force. I look forward to taking him on a walk by himself (we’re doing much better with his intolerance of other dogs walking by). I can just tune in to the surrounding nature, unlike walking with Kyla, who has an electric current running through her.
Although they have their occasional tensions, Laddie and his two girls seem to respect and appreciate each other, especially when we’re off to the woods together for a hike for the day or overnight. It’s just us and the woods and the trails, and they know they are a team. On to the next big adventure, selling out of the DC area and finding Laddie (and his girls) a house to move to nearer the mountains in the spring—in Virginia, of course. -- Kathy Kelly, Jim Wright, with Kyla, Zooey, and Laddie
[Laddie was adopted by Kathy and Jim in September 2013 when he was 5-7 years old.] Posted November 2014
Laddie, a/k/a Lad, A Dog, is happily sharing his life with us and his two littler Sheltie sisters, Kyla, NVSR 2007, and Zooey, 2009. He always knew that my dogged attempts to get him adopted by someone else were just an odd habit of mine. (Dog family dynamics said he’d be happier elsewhere but we’ve worked it out.) Well, the right person never came along, so he became our lad after a very long foster period. Lad, A Dog is really the collie, and the horse, I always wanted, big and solid to pet and hug, even though he’s really just a 45-pound Sheltie. And apparently Jim needed another collie, too. Laddie can be silly (with his toothy grin) or serious, but he is truly a calming force. I look forward to taking him on a walk by himself (we’re doing much better with his intolerance of other dogs walking by). I can just tune in to the surrounding nature, unlike walking with Kyla, who has an electric current running through her.
Although they have their occasional tensions, Laddie and his two girls seem to respect and appreciate each other, especially when we’re off to the woods together for a hike for the day or overnight. It’s just us and the woods and the trails, and they know they are a team. On to the next big adventure, selling out of the DC area and finding Laddie (and his girls) a house to move to nearer the mountains in the spring—in Virginia, of course. -- Kathy Kelly, Jim Wright, with Kyla, Zooey, and Laddie
[Laddie was adopted by Kathy and Jim in September 2013 when he was 5-7 years old.] Posted November 2014
Mac (L) and Jack (R) discussing where to go on their next walk ... and Jack's intake photo from 2008.
Jack
Jack is doing great! He is spoiled rotten. Between him and Mac (our other Sheltie) they keep us busy. He is enjoying helping pull a wagon with Mac in it. This is how they go on walks every day. It is hard for Mac to get around, and Jack helps him. He also likes to go up to some neighbors for treats. We usually stop there on their walk.
He doesn't mind having sleep overs with the two cavaliers that live next door. They are older than our dogs. Jack "loves" their mommy. She comes over and takes care of the boys if we are gone for more than four hours, giving them attention and potty time if they need it.
Jack likes to tell us when someone is at the door. Or goes by on a bike or skateboard. Or is running or walking. Or especially if they are walking a dog. He likes to bark and still barks at neighbors he's known since we got him. He is doing much better, though. He settles down for men now, trusts them more, jumps into Daddy's lap, and when it's thundering out he wants his daddy.
Jack doesn't mind being brushed anymore or his feet to be touched. He comes in when it's wet outside, sits and lets us dry his paws. Jack will sit, lie down, not jump when he is told not to, and come when he is called. He has brought great joy to our family. He gets along with our cat and neighbors' dogs. Jack is a little hesitant around his niece (a pit bull), but he doesn't see her that much. When we have friends come and visit, we tell them it's okay to bring their dog(s). Jack and Mac don't mind having guests with fur. We are so lucky that they get along with others.
Thanks for checking in on Jack. Good Luck with the Sheltie Rescue. -- Dee Reynolds
[Jack was adopted in June 2008 when he was 4 years old.] Posted November 2014
Jack is doing great! He is spoiled rotten. Between him and Mac (our other Sheltie) they keep us busy. He is enjoying helping pull a wagon with Mac in it. This is how they go on walks every day. It is hard for Mac to get around, and Jack helps him. He also likes to go up to some neighbors for treats. We usually stop there on their walk.
He doesn't mind having sleep overs with the two cavaliers that live next door. They are older than our dogs. Jack "loves" their mommy. She comes over and takes care of the boys if we are gone for more than four hours, giving them attention and potty time if they need it.
Jack likes to tell us when someone is at the door. Or goes by on a bike or skateboard. Or is running or walking. Or especially if they are walking a dog. He likes to bark and still barks at neighbors he's known since we got him. He is doing much better, though. He settles down for men now, trusts them more, jumps into Daddy's lap, and when it's thundering out he wants his daddy.
Jack doesn't mind being brushed anymore or his feet to be touched. He comes in when it's wet outside, sits and lets us dry his paws. Jack will sit, lie down, not jump when he is told not to, and come when he is called. He has brought great joy to our family. He gets along with our cat and neighbors' dogs. Jack is a little hesitant around his niece (a pit bull), but he doesn't see her that much. When we have friends come and visit, we tell them it's okay to bring their dog(s). Jack and Mac don't mind having guests with fur. We are so lucky that they get along with others.
Thanks for checking in on Jack. Good Luck with the Sheltie Rescue. -- Dee Reynolds
[Jack was adopted in June 2008 when he was 4 years old.] Posted November 2014
Katy
We are happy to report that Katy is doing great. She has shown some signs of aging, but overall her spirit is still high, and she continues to act as the fierce guarding dog for our home diligently. No one believes that she is around 10-15 years-old (that's a guesstimate).
Here are two recent pictures of her. She spends most of her day sleeping nowadays, and it's so funny to hear her snoring. :)
Thank you, everyone at NVSR, for your faithful work for 15 years! And, thank you for giving us this precious gift, Katy. We love her dearly (and so do our neighbors) and are so grateful to have her in our lives. Warm regards, Sunny and William Sung
[Katy was adopted in October 2008 when she was 4 years old.] Posted November 2014
We are happy to report that Katy is doing great. She has shown some signs of aging, but overall her spirit is still high, and she continues to act as the fierce guarding dog for our home diligently. No one believes that she is around 10-15 years-old (that's a guesstimate).
Here are two recent pictures of her. She spends most of her day sleeping nowadays, and it's so funny to hear her snoring. :)
Thank you, everyone at NVSR, for your faithful work for 15 years! And, thank you for giving us this precious gift, Katy. We love her dearly (and so do our neighbors) and are so grateful to have her in our lives. Warm regards, Sunny and William Sung
[Katy was adopted in October 2008 when she was 4 years old.] Posted November 2014
Claire and Daisy take a break from exploring the yard.
Daisy
Sweet Daisy and I moved to Connecticut two years ago. I am happy to report that we have settled in and are enjoying our new home! Daisy loves the weather, especially the snow and the fall leaves. She is having such a wonderful time meeting new friends, and her best friend is Claire, a very sweet and spunky Scottish Terrier. Claire lives in the country, and Daisy and I love going to her house for special visits. She gets to explore in the huge yard as well as observe turkeys and deer in the distant portion of the property! Of course, she never wanders too far from her mom! That is my girl. :)
Daisy and I are so thankful to NVSR for bringing us together ... best thing that ever happened to both of us!!! Thanks, NVSR, for all you do! -- Sharon Quinn
[Daisy was adopted in February 2005 when she was 4 years old.] Posted October 2014
Sweet Daisy and I moved to Connecticut two years ago. I am happy to report that we have settled in and are enjoying our new home! Daisy loves the weather, especially the snow and the fall leaves. She is having such a wonderful time meeting new friends, and her best friend is Claire, a very sweet and spunky Scottish Terrier. Claire lives in the country, and Daisy and I love going to her house for special visits. She gets to explore in the huge yard as well as observe turkeys and deer in the distant portion of the property! Of course, she never wanders too far from her mom! That is my girl. :)
Daisy and I are so thankful to NVSR for bringing us together ... best thing that ever happened to both of us!!! Thanks, NVSR, for all you do! -- Sharon Quinn
[Daisy was adopted in February 2005 when she was 4 years old.] Posted October 2014
Draco (L) and "the pest," Magic (R)
Draco
Hello NVSR, Draco Dragon Puppy here. I’m doing just great, I love my home, my Dad, Mom, and my pesky little sister - in that order. Mom and Dad seem to bring home furry guests. Magic was one guest that showed up, and for some reason didn’t leave like the others (what’s up with that?). Dad keeps telling me she won’t be going anywhere so I guess I will just have to get over it. Mom and Dad had another guest here when I first came, whew…thank goodness he left, then “the pest” came, then another guest came and he just left. I’m not overly fond of these furry guests, they really disrupt my routine, but Dad says we are helping them find their forever homes like I did so I guess that is another thing I will need to get over. Dad says I have to show them the ropes and teach them how to behave and I’m like ... whatever, just leave my squirrel alone, Dad belongs to “me,” stay out of my face, and we’ll get along just fine. Go hang out with Mom and the “pest.”
Dad and I are best buds; he takes me for long walks several times a day and if he forgets, I remind him. I can tell time you know. Mom says I’m too vocal and to use my “indoor voice.” I keep trying to tell her I only have one volume, so I guess that’s something she will have to get over because what I have to say is important! Dad takes me for rides when he runs errands. I like going to Home Depot, PetSmart, and places with lots of trees that I can pee on. I even get behind the seat belt, the “pest” lies in the floor, I tried to tell her…you can’t see anything from the floor, little girl. You know something else? There are some dogs who just don’t know how to pick up their droppings. I don’t have thumbs, but Dad and Mom are very good about not leaving my discards behind. They obsess over mine and Magic’s poo; what’s up with that?
People often compliment Dad on how well I behave and I’m like you silly person, of course I behave. Magic and I just finished a class, and I was a model student, Magic - not so much. Mom says we need work and I’m like - What, where were you? I just proved to you that I know all this stuff. I really don’t need to go to school but she’s signed us up for another class and I guess that’s just another thing I will have to get over. The one thing I love about school are the TREATS, but don’t tell Mom I said that. Dad and Mom don’t agree on how many I should get. I can usually convince Dad, Mom is harder to sway but I keep trying. I have Dad right where I want him and when I don’t get my way, I give him my mean motor scooter look and he gives in most of the time. Dad is a real pal. I’m working on Mom - I wash her face when she scratches my belly and brushes me. I prefer Mom for my grooming needs, she does a better job than Dad but don’t tell him I said that.
I really like my home, some furkids that used to live here are constantly talking to me and Magic, telling us what to do and how to get our way when Mom/Dad don’t give in. I’m not sure what happened to them but I’m glad there is room for us, even if the “pest” isn’t going anywhere. She’s a little busy body but I have to watch out for her, she has a habit of getting in over her head sometimes. Things have really changed in the last 3 months, and I’m so happy Dad/Mom decided to keep me. Well enough for now, time to go bark at something. High Paws, Draco Dragon Puppy a/k/a Drake a/k/a Little Big Man (Goins)
[This witty Draco was adopted in June 2014 when he was 8 years old.] Posted October 2014
Hello NVSR, Draco Dragon Puppy here. I’m doing just great, I love my home, my Dad, Mom, and my pesky little sister - in that order. Mom and Dad seem to bring home furry guests. Magic was one guest that showed up, and for some reason didn’t leave like the others (what’s up with that?). Dad keeps telling me she won’t be going anywhere so I guess I will just have to get over it. Mom and Dad had another guest here when I first came, whew…thank goodness he left, then “the pest” came, then another guest came and he just left. I’m not overly fond of these furry guests, they really disrupt my routine, but Dad says we are helping them find their forever homes like I did so I guess that is another thing I will need to get over. Dad says I have to show them the ropes and teach them how to behave and I’m like ... whatever, just leave my squirrel alone, Dad belongs to “me,” stay out of my face, and we’ll get along just fine. Go hang out with Mom and the “pest.”
Dad and I are best buds; he takes me for long walks several times a day and if he forgets, I remind him. I can tell time you know. Mom says I’m too vocal and to use my “indoor voice.” I keep trying to tell her I only have one volume, so I guess that’s something she will have to get over because what I have to say is important! Dad takes me for rides when he runs errands. I like going to Home Depot, PetSmart, and places with lots of trees that I can pee on. I even get behind the seat belt, the “pest” lies in the floor, I tried to tell her…you can’t see anything from the floor, little girl. You know something else? There are some dogs who just don’t know how to pick up their droppings. I don’t have thumbs, but Dad and Mom are very good about not leaving my discards behind. They obsess over mine and Magic’s poo; what’s up with that?
People often compliment Dad on how well I behave and I’m like you silly person, of course I behave. Magic and I just finished a class, and I was a model student, Magic - not so much. Mom says we need work and I’m like - What, where were you? I just proved to you that I know all this stuff. I really don’t need to go to school but she’s signed us up for another class and I guess that’s just another thing I will have to get over. The one thing I love about school are the TREATS, but don’t tell Mom I said that. Dad and Mom don’t agree on how many I should get. I can usually convince Dad, Mom is harder to sway but I keep trying. I have Dad right where I want him and when I don’t get my way, I give him my mean motor scooter look and he gives in most of the time. Dad is a real pal. I’m working on Mom - I wash her face when she scratches my belly and brushes me. I prefer Mom for my grooming needs, she does a better job than Dad but don’t tell him I said that.
I really like my home, some furkids that used to live here are constantly talking to me and Magic, telling us what to do and how to get our way when Mom/Dad don’t give in. I’m not sure what happened to them but I’m glad there is room for us, even if the “pest” isn’t going anywhere. She’s a little busy body but I have to watch out for her, she has a habit of getting in over her head sometimes. Things have really changed in the last 3 months, and I’m so happy Dad/Mom decided to keep me. Well enough for now, time to go bark at something. High Paws, Draco Dragon Puppy a/k/a Drake a/k/a Little Big Man (Goins)
[This witty Draco was adopted in June 2014 when he was 8 years old.] Posted October 2014
Izzy (L) and Baby (R) enjoy a cuddle with Theresa.
Baby
I just wanted to write a note and tell you how much joy Baby has brought to my home. She is a real love, and I believe she is happy in her forever home. She provokes and plays with her sister Izzy all the time. They love running after each other in the back yard. Baby even tries to play with the cats but they're having NONE OF IT!! She scratches on the back door when she wants back in and loves it when I work at home. Baby loves to eat and begs for my food, too. I try to be mindful of how much and what I give her. I did not realize how much Izzy missed having a playmate/companion!
Many thanks for Baby! -- Theresa Preda
[Baby was adopted in September 2014 when she was about 10 years old.] Posted October 2014
I just wanted to write a note and tell you how much joy Baby has brought to my home. She is a real love, and I believe she is happy in her forever home. She provokes and plays with her sister Izzy all the time. They love running after each other in the back yard. Baby even tries to play with the cats but they're having NONE OF IT!! She scratches on the back door when she wants back in and loves it when I work at home. Baby loves to eat and begs for my food, too. I try to be mindful of how much and what I give her. I did not realize how much Izzy missed having a playmate/companion!
Many thanks for Baby! -- Theresa Preda
[Baby was adopted in September 2014 when she was about 10 years old.] Posted October 2014
Tallie
Dear Sheltie Rescue People - Here's an update on my furever family now that I am 3½ years old! I am in a home where Momma and Daddy loooovvveee me. We go on walks down our long lane for the mail, and we have a woods that I like to run around in and see what kind of trouble I can get into. There are all kinds of things I like to smell and chase (mostly cats). Momma makes this loud sound with something she calls a boat whistle, and I come running. The cats are sure interesting to smell which is fun for me. They never run away from me anymore though. I think they have been talking to each other because all of them look at me with boredom, or they try to rub up against me.
Home is so much fun when one of the 7 tropical birds gets loose and flies around. Momma won't let me chase them but I can smell them. I tried to play with one that is called a Cockatiel and THAT stopped quick when I pulled one of the feathers out of his back. I was just trying to use my paw to show that I would play with him! The sounds they make are fun, too; in fact the big one called Pip (a Blue Crown Conure) likes to shriek when a car or truck comes down the lane. That's when I go into action....I bark really loud and run back and forth to the windows to see the intruder. Of course I don't understand why Momma and Daddy aren't very concerned, but it sure is fun to let them know. Although the bird sometimes shrieks for no reason, I go into my security performance and there is no
one there. Momma and Daddy tell me the bird is teasing me and they laugh and laugh. Momma even puts Pip on my back sometimes.
I love my home and my people including Nana who lives next door and is 91 years old. When we go home, she always says "Now you be good Tallie!" I don't know why because I am always good anyway. Everybody we run into says how beautiful I am...I do not understand what they mean...but they have a smile and seem really friendly. I have come out of my shell Momma says - that's funny because I was never in a shell! When I first came to my home I was really shy of tall men. I used to hide under Momma's skirt when Colin came for Thanksgiving. He is taller than Daddy and I needed to hide. I met more family, too. Ma is the lady with the white hair. She was Momma's momma and she smelled real familiar, but now Momma told me she went to heaven.
Thanks for reading about our home. Everyone ... if you want to have a good time adopt a Sheltie! We are the best dogs around. Love from Tallie Crouch
[Tallie was adopted in August 2012 when she was 1 1/2 years old.] Posted October 2014
Dear Sheltie Rescue People - Here's an update on my furever family now that I am 3½ years old! I am in a home where Momma and Daddy loooovvveee me. We go on walks down our long lane for the mail, and we have a woods that I like to run around in and see what kind of trouble I can get into. There are all kinds of things I like to smell and chase (mostly cats). Momma makes this loud sound with something she calls a boat whistle, and I come running. The cats are sure interesting to smell which is fun for me. They never run away from me anymore though. I think they have been talking to each other because all of them look at me with boredom, or they try to rub up against me.
Home is so much fun when one of the 7 tropical birds gets loose and flies around. Momma won't let me chase them but I can smell them. I tried to play with one that is called a Cockatiel and THAT stopped quick when I pulled one of the feathers out of his back. I was just trying to use my paw to show that I would play with him! The sounds they make are fun, too; in fact the big one called Pip (a Blue Crown Conure) likes to shriek when a car or truck comes down the lane. That's when I go into action....I bark really loud and run back and forth to the windows to see the intruder. Of course I don't understand why Momma and Daddy aren't very concerned, but it sure is fun to let them know. Although the bird sometimes shrieks for no reason, I go into my security performance and there is no
one there. Momma and Daddy tell me the bird is teasing me and they laugh and laugh. Momma even puts Pip on my back sometimes.
I love my home and my people including Nana who lives next door and is 91 years old. When we go home, she always says "Now you be good Tallie!" I don't know why because I am always good anyway. Everybody we run into says how beautiful I am...I do not understand what they mean...but they have a smile and seem really friendly. I have come out of my shell Momma says - that's funny because I was never in a shell! When I first came to my home I was really shy of tall men. I used to hide under Momma's skirt when Colin came for Thanksgiving. He is taller than Daddy and I needed to hide. I met more family, too. Ma is the lady with the white hair. She was Momma's momma and she smelled real familiar, but now Momma told me she went to heaven.
Thanks for reading about our home. Everyone ... if you want to have a good time adopt a Sheltie! We are the best dogs around. Love from Tallie Crouch
[Tallie was adopted in August 2012 when she was 1 1/2 years old.] Posted October 2014
Annie
Hello to all my NVSR friends! Well, I still bark at airplanes, toasters, trash/recycle truck, but I am in love with my new parents. I have them wrapped around my little paw. I have a fort in their closet for thunderstorms and love to sleep between them at the foot of the bed.
I can tell that I have made their life complete. I love it here. See my smile? -- Annie Deutsch
[Annie was adopted in March 2014 when she was 6 years old.] Posted October 2014
Hello to all my NVSR friends! Well, I still bark at airplanes, toasters, trash/recycle truck, but I am in love with my new parents. I have them wrapped around my little paw. I have a fort in their closet for thunderstorms and love to sleep between them at the foot of the bed.
I can tell that I have made their life complete. I love it here. See my smile? -- Annie Deutsch
[Annie was adopted in March 2014 when she was 6 years old.] Posted October 2014
Danny
I am sorry it has taken me awhile to write you back, but I have been very busy chasing squirrels in my backyard, playing with the neighbors' dogs, taking walks with my big brother (Shelby, a NVSR rescue), emptying the toy box, and loving on my family!! I can't believe it has been a year since I found my forever home.
My family is wonderful. I have gotten to experience car rides, learn how to play with other dogs, experience the family cats (still trying to figure that one out :) ), and chase squirrels and birds in my backyard. My parents are still not happy that I don't understand how to sit, but I can understand "off" and "down." They are as surprised as I am that I have found my voice - they know when I am coming and if I don't like something. I am still my big brother's shadow which he sometimes does and doesn't like :). I have attached pictures of my first selfies with my family, one of me walking Shelby (one of my favorite things), and another one of us waiting for my mommy to come home! Thank you for helping me find my forever home - I love them and they LOVE me! -- Danny Oliver-Williams
[Danny was adopted in August 2013 at 1 1/2 years old. He was one of 10 dogs taken in from one source.] Posted October 2014
I am sorry it has taken me awhile to write you back, but I have been very busy chasing squirrels in my backyard, playing with the neighbors' dogs, taking walks with my big brother (Shelby, a NVSR rescue), emptying the toy box, and loving on my family!! I can't believe it has been a year since I found my forever home.
My family is wonderful. I have gotten to experience car rides, learn how to play with other dogs, experience the family cats (still trying to figure that one out :) ), and chase squirrels and birds in my backyard. My parents are still not happy that I don't understand how to sit, but I can understand "off" and "down." They are as surprised as I am that I have found my voice - they know when I am coming and if I don't like something. I am still my big brother's shadow which he sometimes does and doesn't like :). I have attached pictures of my first selfies with my family, one of me walking Shelby (one of my favorite things), and another one of us waiting for my mommy to come home! Thank you for helping me find my forever home - I love them and they LOVE me! -- Danny Oliver-Williams
[Danny was adopted in August 2013 at 1 1/2 years old. He was one of 10 dogs taken in from one source.] Posted October 2014
Ginger
Ginger is an extraordinarily intelligent, clever, and energetic lady. Even our vets say she seems much younger than her 11 years. She was definitely attracted to Shadow when she met him at Martha's home before we even adopted her. (Shadow is our 12 year old bi-black Sheltie whom we adopted from NVSR in 2010.) Now they are really buddies. They walk well together, sleep near each other, and constantly monitor activity outside our home through the windows and doors.
Ginger loves to play. She noses in her toy basket and chooses a toy, preferably a plush one. She chases them and returns them to us. She squeaks them with her nose since she doesn't want to bite hard enough to squeak them. On our evening walks, she sometimes carries "Gator" the alligator or "Pinkie" the Dragon. Although she often sleeps in our bed with Shadow and me, Jim has to remove her before their midnight walks. There is just not enough room for all of us. Ginger likes to cuddle (especially on the sofa watching TV or during loud thunderstorms). She makes funny faces. She lifts one ear straight up (Corgi), folds one ear over (Sheltie), and sticks out her tongue.
Because Ginger loves to ride in the truck, she jumps, dances, and barks whenever the truck keys rattle. We go on many adventures to parks, lakes and historic sites. She likes to meet people, dogs, and even cats. She will go to Dog Obedience Class beginning soon. She doesn't really need it, but I can use a refresher course. Our eventual goal is to join the Reading to Dogs program at the Rockingham County library.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for allowing us to bring Ginger into our hearts and our home. We still miss Teddy, our blue merle Sheltie whom we adopted from NVSR in 2009. Sadly, he passed away last November, but his memory lives on. Ginger is definitely a delight, and her love and companionship help ease the sadness.
May God bless you and all the volunteers and Shelties at NVSR. -- Pam Stoneback
[Ginger was adopted in June 2014 when she was 11 years old.] Posted September 2014
Ginger is an extraordinarily intelligent, clever, and energetic lady. Even our vets say she seems much younger than her 11 years. She was definitely attracted to Shadow when she met him at Martha's home before we even adopted her. (Shadow is our 12 year old bi-black Sheltie whom we adopted from NVSR in 2010.) Now they are really buddies. They walk well together, sleep near each other, and constantly monitor activity outside our home through the windows and doors.
Ginger loves to play. She noses in her toy basket and chooses a toy, preferably a plush one. She chases them and returns them to us. She squeaks them with her nose since she doesn't want to bite hard enough to squeak them. On our evening walks, she sometimes carries "Gator" the alligator or "Pinkie" the Dragon. Although she often sleeps in our bed with Shadow and me, Jim has to remove her before their midnight walks. There is just not enough room for all of us. Ginger likes to cuddle (especially on the sofa watching TV or during loud thunderstorms). She makes funny faces. She lifts one ear straight up (Corgi), folds one ear over (Sheltie), and sticks out her tongue.
Because Ginger loves to ride in the truck, she jumps, dances, and barks whenever the truck keys rattle. We go on many adventures to parks, lakes and historic sites. She likes to meet people, dogs, and even cats. She will go to Dog Obedience Class beginning soon. She doesn't really need it, but I can use a refresher course. Our eventual goal is to join the Reading to Dogs program at the Rockingham County library.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for allowing us to bring Ginger into our hearts and our home. We still miss Teddy, our blue merle Sheltie whom we adopted from NVSR in 2009. Sadly, he passed away last November, but his memory lives on. Ginger is definitely a delight, and her love and companionship help ease the sadness.
May God bless you and all the volunteers and Shelties at NVSR. -- Pam Stoneback
[Ginger was adopted in June 2014 when she was 11 years old.] Posted September 2014
Pupcakes baking and ... Gabby at 8 weeks old!
Gabby
Hi NVSR! It’s me, Gabby! I can’t believe it’s been 3 months since I came to my forever home. You wouldn’t believe the awesome times I’ve had! Mom and Dad adopted me when I was 5 months old. Boy, have I reminded them a thing or two about having a puppy in the house! Mom had to remember how to puppy-proof everything because I loved carrying her shoes everywhere. At least I had my big sheltie-sister Crystal to help me learn the ropes. It took no time at all to make myself at home. Crystal and I get along so well and we LOVE tearing through the house chasing each other. I think we’ve scratched Mom’s hardwood floors up, but she and Dad just laugh and run around with us. They even gave us a whole living room set to sleep on. We try to be nice and allow them to join us though.
I have the best family! My grandparents come and visit with us quite often, and I love playing with all my four-legged cousins. This Christmas is going to be quite interesting when we all get together! Granddad loves to give us plenty of treats. He has a special “treat chair” and when he sits there, I’m on my best behavior. Who knows? He may give me an extra treat when Mom isn’t looking! Mom is a vet, by the way, so she makes sure Crystal and I are on strict, well-balanced diets and get plenty of exercise. (Mom and Grandma make us walk three miles almost every day! At least I get to bark at all the other dogs around town.) I think Dad likes to bend the rules though because he makes us Puppy Pancakes once in a while - check out the photo of us waiting for them. I’m okay with bending the rules, besides who can say no to our precious, innocent faces?
I love it when Mom takes us to work to hang out, or when they have people come over. The attention is fantastic! Everyone tells us how beautiful and sweet we are. I do feel sorry for Crystal sometimes though. She gets super shy around new people. Everyone tells me that I’ve been a big help bringing her out of her shell, because now she follows me to meet new people!!!
Thanks again, NVSR, for helping me find my forever family! See you at the picnic!!!! –Gabby Adams
[Gabby was adopted in May 2014 when she was 5 months old.] Posted September 2014
Hi NVSR! It’s me, Gabby! I can’t believe it’s been 3 months since I came to my forever home. You wouldn’t believe the awesome times I’ve had! Mom and Dad adopted me when I was 5 months old. Boy, have I reminded them a thing or two about having a puppy in the house! Mom had to remember how to puppy-proof everything because I loved carrying her shoes everywhere. At least I had my big sheltie-sister Crystal to help me learn the ropes. It took no time at all to make myself at home. Crystal and I get along so well and we LOVE tearing through the house chasing each other. I think we’ve scratched Mom’s hardwood floors up, but she and Dad just laugh and run around with us. They even gave us a whole living room set to sleep on. We try to be nice and allow them to join us though.
I have the best family! My grandparents come and visit with us quite often, and I love playing with all my four-legged cousins. This Christmas is going to be quite interesting when we all get together! Granddad loves to give us plenty of treats. He has a special “treat chair” and when he sits there, I’m on my best behavior. Who knows? He may give me an extra treat when Mom isn’t looking! Mom is a vet, by the way, so she makes sure Crystal and I are on strict, well-balanced diets and get plenty of exercise. (Mom and Grandma make us walk three miles almost every day! At least I get to bark at all the other dogs around town.) I think Dad likes to bend the rules though because he makes us Puppy Pancakes once in a while - check out the photo of us waiting for them. I’m okay with bending the rules, besides who can say no to our precious, innocent faces?
I love it when Mom takes us to work to hang out, or when they have people come over. The attention is fantastic! Everyone tells us how beautiful and sweet we are. I do feel sorry for Crystal sometimes though. She gets super shy around new people. Everyone tells me that I’ve been a big help bringing her out of her shell, because now she follows me to meet new people!!!
Thanks again, NVSR, for helping me find my forever family! See you at the picnic!!!! –Gabby Adams
[Gabby was adopted in May 2014 when she was 5 months old.] Posted September 2014
Blu
I’ve been very busy guarding the home compound from those dirty, rotten squirrels. I’ve been quite successful so far – not one D.R.S. has gotten inside my home. When I’m not guarding the home compound, I just wait around for dinner. See this picture that I asked my Dad to send. I know, I look so relaxed, and it’s because I am relaxed. You might think my eyes are glowing because of the flash, but it’s not the flash. I really can make my eyes glow whenever I want. I usually make them glow at dinner time to get my Dad’s attention just to make sure he doesn’t forget to feed me. But really - I know I’ll get fed at the right time.
And please note, I’m no pup anymore. I just turned nine and have been with Mom and Dad for almost eight years now. I’m a grown man and don’t forget it. All the best from Blu Ballas.
[Blu was adopted in January 2007 when he was 1 year old.] Posted August 2014
I’ve been very busy guarding the home compound from those dirty, rotten squirrels. I’ve been quite successful so far – not one D.R.S. has gotten inside my home. When I’m not guarding the home compound, I just wait around for dinner. See this picture that I asked my Dad to send. I know, I look so relaxed, and it’s because I am relaxed. You might think my eyes are glowing because of the flash, but it’s not the flash. I really can make my eyes glow whenever I want. I usually make them glow at dinner time to get my Dad’s attention just to make sure he doesn’t forget to feed me. But really - I know I’ll get fed at the right time.
And please note, I’m no pup anymore. I just turned nine and have been with Mom and Dad for almost eight years now. I’m a grown man and don’t forget it. All the best from Blu Ballas.
[Blu was adopted in January 2007 when he was 1 year old.] Posted August 2014
Shelby
Yikes!!! Has it really been a year since I found my forever home? It's been so wonderful having two loving parents who take such personal interest in me. I came to Fredericksburg at the beginning of August last year and the fun started immediately. There was soccer (see Dad's photos of me chasing that ball all over the place) and boating on the Potomac and the Chesapeake. Then there were all the parties at the house where I make myself the center of attention and get fawned over, petted, and just plain complimented by nearly everyone about how pretty and friendly I am.
When we're together at the house, they sit on the floor with me to watch movies, although Dad sometimes sits in a chair to read the newspaper before "resting his eyes" during some chick flick that Mom chooses. I'll rest my head on a spare thigh while enjoying the petting or scratching that they know I enjoy. But boy-o-boy that doesn't work if we're downstairs in another room in front of this really big screen-y thing watching some game where guys are stomping on each other and throwing some funny shaped ball ... I don't know the game but the ball is brown and sort of looks like it was sat on by one of those big guys ... because that's when Mom jumps up and down, yelling "run, run, run" or "stop him, stop him!"
But, hey, we did watch a bunch of other games down there this summer and those I could relate to real well. What did they call it? The Cup of the World or something like that. Too bad I wasn't down in Brazil; I could have really shown them how to move that ball around. Of course Dad, the ever-proud German, was extra special happy at the end because his team won, even if was after two hours and with only one goal scored by some short little guy. I'm only about fifteen or sixteen inches tall, so let's hear it for short, little scrappy ones!!!
This year we went to Texas to meet all the extended family ... Mom and Dad drove rather than flying so that I could go along. We spent two weeks there, and I got to know so many new people, but most important I made a new best friend in Number One Daughter, Christina. She lives 'way down there finishing up law school and getting started as something called a pros-a-cute-or. I don't know what that is, but the way the cousins were talking it sure sounded like something that means that I had better behave!
This summer has brought more trips and nights aboard the boat as well as even more new friends. Mom and Dad continue to keep their eyes open for a brother or sister for me, and I sure am keeping my paws crossed for that. Yes, having a playmate will mean having to share MY forever family but I'm big enough to open my heart because I've seen how much they opened their hearts to me and what it has done for my senior years. I could not have asked for more and now at the age of twelve I could not ever be happier. Thank you, NVSR, for all you did for me. Love always, Shelby Koenig
[Shelby was adopted in July 2013 when she was 11 years old.] Posted August 2014
Yikes!!! Has it really been a year since I found my forever home? It's been so wonderful having two loving parents who take such personal interest in me. I came to Fredericksburg at the beginning of August last year and the fun started immediately. There was soccer (see Dad's photos of me chasing that ball all over the place) and boating on the Potomac and the Chesapeake. Then there were all the parties at the house where I make myself the center of attention and get fawned over, petted, and just plain complimented by nearly everyone about how pretty and friendly I am.
When we're together at the house, they sit on the floor with me to watch movies, although Dad sometimes sits in a chair to read the newspaper before "resting his eyes" during some chick flick that Mom chooses. I'll rest my head on a spare thigh while enjoying the petting or scratching that they know I enjoy. But boy-o-boy that doesn't work if we're downstairs in another room in front of this really big screen-y thing watching some game where guys are stomping on each other and throwing some funny shaped ball ... I don't know the game but the ball is brown and sort of looks like it was sat on by one of those big guys ... because that's when Mom jumps up and down, yelling "run, run, run" or "stop him, stop him!"
But, hey, we did watch a bunch of other games down there this summer and those I could relate to real well. What did they call it? The Cup of the World or something like that. Too bad I wasn't down in Brazil; I could have really shown them how to move that ball around. Of course Dad, the ever-proud German, was extra special happy at the end because his team won, even if was after two hours and with only one goal scored by some short little guy. I'm only about fifteen or sixteen inches tall, so let's hear it for short, little scrappy ones!!!
This year we went to Texas to meet all the extended family ... Mom and Dad drove rather than flying so that I could go along. We spent two weeks there, and I got to know so many new people, but most important I made a new best friend in Number One Daughter, Christina. She lives 'way down there finishing up law school and getting started as something called a pros-a-cute-or. I don't know what that is, but the way the cousins were talking it sure sounded like something that means that I had better behave!
This summer has brought more trips and nights aboard the boat as well as even more new friends. Mom and Dad continue to keep their eyes open for a brother or sister for me, and I sure am keeping my paws crossed for that. Yes, having a playmate will mean having to share MY forever family but I'm big enough to open my heart because I've seen how much they opened their hearts to me and what it has done for my senior years. I could not have asked for more and now at the age of twelve I could not ever be happier. Thank you, NVSR, for all you did for me. Love always, Shelby Koenig
[Shelby was adopted in July 2013 when she was 11 years old.] Posted August 2014
Brodie
Hi NVSR and Melody and Kevin, the best foster mom and dad ever! I am doing WONDERFULLY and have settled in very well with my new family over the past seven weeks. Being so alert and vigilant, I quite naturally fell into the role of protecting my forever home and family. My family honored me with a small "Protected by Shetland Sheepdog Security Agency" sign on the side door. While I take my duties seriously, I do break often for fun!
I may be eight years old, but I am very youthful in my ways! I love to play with sticks, Frisbee, sometimes tug toys, and more recently was clicker-trained by my mom to retrieve a ball, something I did not even want to pick up with my mouth when I first arrived. I also have an assortment of stuffed toys that I brought with me and use to entice family members NOT to leave the house, or to at least stall them. For example, whenever one of my big brothers leaves for work, I grab either 'Squirrel' or 'Leopard-Giraffe' and lure him into play by squeaking and shaking it real fast -- I have them trained real well! I also get excited when Dad and my brothers return home -- I make everyone feel very special that way.
I spend my days with mom, keeping her good company. She can't stop gushing over me, so I get much love and attention. I'm a handful on walks, however! I am quite fearful of other dogs, and there are many in my neighborhood, but I put on a good front of being the biggest and baddest dude on the block. Hee Hee. Behind doors, I'm the sweetest, most affectionate boy there is -- I probably shouldn't admit publicly how much I love being held, kissed, and sung to. Oh! I mustn't forget to mention that I have a new name, after a Scottish clan (BRODIE), that I like and immediately adjusted to, but I will always be everyone's BUDDY.
I know Mom and Dad want to bring me to the NVSR picnic in September -- I don't know if I can handle that many dogs -- in Obedience class the instructor told everyone to give me a wide berth, but I still find the environment difficult (even with my most favorite treat, chicken livers) -- so if you see us off to the side some distance away, please do come say 'hello' (maybe leaving your pup with another) -- I do love humans and you will see how happy I am to meet you! - Brodie Lynch
[Brodie was adopted in May 2014 when he was 8 years old.] Posted August 2014
Hi NVSR and Melody and Kevin, the best foster mom and dad ever! I am doing WONDERFULLY and have settled in very well with my new family over the past seven weeks. Being so alert and vigilant, I quite naturally fell into the role of protecting my forever home and family. My family honored me with a small "Protected by Shetland Sheepdog Security Agency" sign on the side door. While I take my duties seriously, I do break often for fun!
I may be eight years old, but I am very youthful in my ways! I love to play with sticks, Frisbee, sometimes tug toys, and more recently was clicker-trained by my mom to retrieve a ball, something I did not even want to pick up with my mouth when I first arrived. I also have an assortment of stuffed toys that I brought with me and use to entice family members NOT to leave the house, or to at least stall them. For example, whenever one of my big brothers leaves for work, I grab either 'Squirrel' or 'Leopard-Giraffe' and lure him into play by squeaking and shaking it real fast -- I have them trained real well! I also get excited when Dad and my brothers return home -- I make everyone feel very special that way.
I spend my days with mom, keeping her good company. She can't stop gushing over me, so I get much love and attention. I'm a handful on walks, however! I am quite fearful of other dogs, and there are many in my neighborhood, but I put on a good front of being the biggest and baddest dude on the block. Hee Hee. Behind doors, I'm the sweetest, most affectionate boy there is -- I probably shouldn't admit publicly how much I love being held, kissed, and sung to. Oh! I mustn't forget to mention that I have a new name, after a Scottish clan (BRODIE), that I like and immediately adjusted to, but I will always be everyone's BUDDY.
I know Mom and Dad want to bring me to the NVSR picnic in September -- I don't know if I can handle that many dogs -- in Obedience class the instructor told everyone to give me a wide berth, but I still find the environment difficult (even with my most favorite treat, chicken livers) -- so if you see us off to the side some distance away, please do come say 'hello' (maybe leaving your pup with another) -- I do love humans and you will see how happy I am to meet you! - Brodie Lynch
[Brodie was adopted in May 2014 when he was 8 years old.] Posted August 2014
Renny
I love my new family. I have a big backyard, and I love to run and tumble with my canine brother. The day I arrived I slept in his bed and he never said a word about it or told me I couldn't. I also have two human brothers who like to run around with me. One of my brothers lives at college, so I don't get to see him very often. My mom and dad like to take me on walks, and I love walking around the block with them. It's a mile around the block so I get to see other dogs, squirrels and deer. I often wag my tail, and my mom always laughs when I do it. She says she's glad I'm so happy. My dad gives me the best belly rubs. I'm afraid of storms, but my mom holds me on her lap when we hear thunder. I love my forever home. Oh, I have to run -- it's time to go outside and run around in the yard and chase my brother. - Renny Golden
[Renny was adopted in January 2014 when he was 5 years old.] Posted August 2014
I love my new family. I have a big backyard, and I love to run and tumble with my canine brother. The day I arrived I slept in his bed and he never said a word about it or told me I couldn't. I also have two human brothers who like to run around with me. One of my brothers lives at college, so I don't get to see him very often. My mom and dad like to take me on walks, and I love walking around the block with them. It's a mile around the block so I get to see other dogs, squirrels and deer. I often wag my tail, and my mom always laughs when I do it. She says she's glad I'm so happy. My dad gives me the best belly rubs. I'm afraid of storms, but my mom holds me on her lap when we hear thunder. I love my forever home. Oh, I have to run -- it's time to go outside and run around in the yard and chase my brother. - Renny Golden
[Renny was adopted in January 2014 when he was 5 years old.] Posted August 2014
Gilby
Hi to all my NVSR friends! It's been one whole year since I arrived to live with my new family. Boy, what a difference a year makes! Everything was so strange and scary when I first arrived. I had spent my whole life living on a breeding farm out in the country. I had to get used to living in a suburban house with stairs and doors and lots of new noises and smells. There are a lot more cars here, and I had to get used to walking on a leash. Luckily for me I have my BFF, Maddie, to show me the way. Maddie (Sheltie-corgi mix) is also a rescue dog so she knows what it's like to go to a strange new home. My mom and dad love me a lot (and vice versa) and have been really patient with me while I get used to my new life.
I really like it here. The food is good, I have a nice warm place to sleep, and a big back yard to run around in. I have made friends with some of the neighborhood dogs. One of my best pals is Durango, a pit bull who lives behind us. We like to chase each other up and down the fence that divides our yards. I help Maddie with the Homeland Security duties and bark at passersby like joggers and squirrels and the mailman and other dogs. Who needs a burglar alarm when we're around?
I'm still a little shy around strangers, but people are always nice to me and tell me how sweet I am. I adore being petted, especially around my ears, and my mom and dad always talk about how polite I am. I never jump onto the furniture, always stand up when someone comes into a room, and always let my mom go first down the stairs or through a door. I forget my manners only after meals, when I belch loudly to show my appreciation.
I am very happy with my new family and am glad they're mine. I hope to see you all at the NVSR picnic in September. Love and tail wags, Gilby Almasi
[Gilby was adopted in June 2013 when he was 7 years old. He was one of 10 dogs that NVSR took in at one time from a breeding facility.] Posted June 2014
Hi to all my NVSR friends! It's been one whole year since I arrived to live with my new family. Boy, what a difference a year makes! Everything was so strange and scary when I first arrived. I had spent my whole life living on a breeding farm out in the country. I had to get used to living in a suburban house with stairs and doors and lots of new noises and smells. There are a lot more cars here, and I had to get used to walking on a leash. Luckily for me I have my BFF, Maddie, to show me the way. Maddie (Sheltie-corgi mix) is also a rescue dog so she knows what it's like to go to a strange new home. My mom and dad love me a lot (and vice versa) and have been really patient with me while I get used to my new life.
I really like it here. The food is good, I have a nice warm place to sleep, and a big back yard to run around in. I have made friends with some of the neighborhood dogs. One of my best pals is Durango, a pit bull who lives behind us. We like to chase each other up and down the fence that divides our yards. I help Maddie with the Homeland Security duties and bark at passersby like joggers and squirrels and the mailman and other dogs. Who needs a burglar alarm when we're around?
I'm still a little shy around strangers, but people are always nice to me and tell me how sweet I am. I adore being petted, especially around my ears, and my mom and dad always talk about how polite I am. I never jump onto the furniture, always stand up when someone comes into a room, and always let my mom go first down the stairs or through a door. I forget my manners only after meals, when I belch loudly to show my appreciation.
I am very happy with my new family and am glad they're mine. I hope to see you all at the NVSR picnic in September. Love and tail wags, Gilby Almasi
[Gilby was adopted in June 2013 when he was 7 years old. He was one of 10 dogs that NVSR took in at one time from a breeding facility.] Posted June 2014
Katie
Has it only been 3 months? I feel like I have lived here furever! I have learned so many things, mostly that I am loved and safe. I sprawl anywhere I want, especially in the middle of the living room floor, in the way. Dakota taught me that! I can even sit and lie down faster than Dakota or Riley. (Mutt-mom here: Ms. Super-dog at supper time.) I also do high-fives. Dog-dad says it's a high-four cause I have no tums. (MM: She means thumbs.) I also decided royalty belongs on the big bed at nights. Dog-dad is surprised how far I can stretch my little legs and hog everything. I like pillows too. Mutt-mom once woke up with a big nose in between her eyes. Dat was me! I was snoring!
I got in trubble too. But it's all my brother Riley's fault! He spooked the squirrel in the backyard and, what can I say? I bolted from the other side and I caught it! I am really fast. But when dog-dad said, "drop!" I did. I really did. Not my fault Riley then grabbed it. So we all sat politely at the trashcan while mutt-mom whistled, "Taps." Now I go hunting all the time in our backyard. Judge Katie rulz! hee hee!
I still get scared. Nobody told me about the giant wiggle monster! (MM: It was the biggest bounce house I've ever seen.) It bounced and wiggled like me on the couch! And all those little peoples screaming and running almost as fast as me. It was the end of da world! We were gonna all die!!! And mutt-mom wouldn't let us run away. She made me sit down next to Riley on the sidewalk right by that big wiggly monster! Royally speaking, we were not amused. But when I finally smiled and wagged my tail she let us walk away. I walked fast! I tried to get Riley to walk faster but he wanted to sniff. And mutt-mom even slowed down! The giant wiggle monster was gone the next day. Bet a squirrel ate it! A big squirrel!
But I remain the Princess of the house. Big sister Dakota told me I'm even going to the vets soon for a preening! Yes, I'm getting preened! And when I come home mutt-mom says I will have the brightest smile any princess-dog ever had! Dakota gave me a funny look when I said I was excited about my preening. I am not sure why. Royal princess dogs always get pampered and stuff. I guess Queen dogs like her don’t care anymore.
I am sending some pictures mutt-mom took of me, Dakota and our brother Prince Riley the Rogue. We spend a lot of time outside. It's fun! At night after we eat all our dinner I jump up on the big couch and use dog-dad's legs as a pillow until it's time for bed. Speaking of which, dog-dad is on the couch and he's eating something! I gotta go. It might be kibble! Or a cookie! Maybe it's a cookie! - Katie Sample
(Muttmudder Shawn Sample here. She’s such a lovable darling. We couldn’t be happier having her in our lives. The squirrels might think otherwise)
[Katie was adopted in April 2014 when she was 8 years old. She had been a breeder's dog and had never experienced life outside her kennel until she came to NVSR.] Posted August 2014
Has it only been 3 months? I feel like I have lived here furever! I have learned so many things, mostly that I am loved and safe. I sprawl anywhere I want, especially in the middle of the living room floor, in the way. Dakota taught me that! I can even sit and lie down faster than Dakota or Riley. (Mutt-mom here: Ms. Super-dog at supper time.) I also do high-fives. Dog-dad says it's a high-four cause I have no tums. (MM: She means thumbs.) I also decided royalty belongs on the big bed at nights. Dog-dad is surprised how far I can stretch my little legs and hog everything. I like pillows too. Mutt-mom once woke up with a big nose in between her eyes. Dat was me! I was snoring!
I got in trubble too. But it's all my brother Riley's fault! He spooked the squirrel in the backyard and, what can I say? I bolted from the other side and I caught it! I am really fast. But when dog-dad said, "drop!" I did. I really did. Not my fault Riley then grabbed it. So we all sat politely at the trashcan while mutt-mom whistled, "Taps." Now I go hunting all the time in our backyard. Judge Katie rulz! hee hee!
I still get scared. Nobody told me about the giant wiggle monster! (MM: It was the biggest bounce house I've ever seen.) It bounced and wiggled like me on the couch! And all those little peoples screaming and running almost as fast as me. It was the end of da world! We were gonna all die!!! And mutt-mom wouldn't let us run away. She made me sit down next to Riley on the sidewalk right by that big wiggly monster! Royally speaking, we were not amused. But when I finally smiled and wagged my tail she let us walk away. I walked fast! I tried to get Riley to walk faster but he wanted to sniff. And mutt-mom even slowed down! The giant wiggle monster was gone the next day. Bet a squirrel ate it! A big squirrel!
But I remain the Princess of the house. Big sister Dakota told me I'm even going to the vets soon for a preening! Yes, I'm getting preened! And when I come home mutt-mom says I will have the brightest smile any princess-dog ever had! Dakota gave me a funny look when I said I was excited about my preening. I am not sure why. Royal princess dogs always get pampered and stuff. I guess Queen dogs like her don’t care anymore.
I am sending some pictures mutt-mom took of me, Dakota and our brother Prince Riley the Rogue. We spend a lot of time outside. It's fun! At night after we eat all our dinner I jump up on the big couch and use dog-dad's legs as a pillow until it's time for bed. Speaking of which, dog-dad is on the couch and he's eating something! I gotta go. It might be kibble! Or a cookie! Maybe it's a cookie! - Katie Sample
(Muttmudder Shawn Sample here. She’s such a lovable darling. We couldn’t be happier having her in our lives. The squirrels might think otherwise)
[Katie was adopted in April 2014 when she was 8 years old. She had been a breeder's dog and had never experienced life outside her kennel until she came to NVSR.] Posted August 2014
Lucky
[Here's the latest from Lucky. You can read more of his earlier journal by scrolling down.]
Wow – time flies when you’re having fun. Here’s a picture of Wade, the older grandson who lives next door, playing doggy with us. He’s not very fast and has a really weird bark, but he tries hard. Dad got us some rawhide chews. He gives us one a piece, and it takes us several weeks to finish them. I like them best but Casey and Leila (also NVSR alumni) get a desire to chew on one every now and then and they hog them. Dad thinks it's funny when I walk around with one hanging from my mouth like a white cigar, softly whining.
When we walk in Norfolk, we either go around two long blocks or we walk around the school. Both are about a half mile long. That is just about right for me. I start getting tired toward the end of them. I tell Dad that’s because I’m almost 11 years old and that if he were as old as me, he’d be slowing down, too. He just tells me that if I had his arthritic knees, I’d be walking even less. IMO, he needs to get his sympathy from someone else!
Mom and Dad bought another boat that is large enough for all of us to live on. Here’s a picture of me looking out the back. That entry is about shoulder high on Dad so he got some steps that make it easier for him to lift us off the boat. Dad is working on a gangway, a hoist, or something to make it easier for us to get on and off. You probably can’t see it but we’re all wearing harnesses with our leashes fastened to them. Dad says that if we fall off the dock, he can haul us back up with no problem. We have PFDFDs (Personal Flotation Devices for Dogs) for when the boat is moving but Dad feels that the harnesses work better on the dock. Here’s one of my favorite pictures doing what I do best on the boat – sleep. Remember to let sleeping dogs lie!! Leila and Casey like to sit with Mom on the couch. Even though this is what we all do at home, it’s different on the boat. The gentle movement rocks us to sleep so easily.
Best wishes to all my NVSR friends and especially to those Shelties looking for a home as great as mine! -- Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8 years old.] Posted May 2014
[Here's the latest from Lucky. You can read more of his earlier journal by scrolling down.]
Wow – time flies when you’re having fun. Here’s a picture of Wade, the older grandson who lives next door, playing doggy with us. He’s not very fast and has a really weird bark, but he tries hard. Dad got us some rawhide chews. He gives us one a piece, and it takes us several weeks to finish them. I like them best but Casey and Leila (also NVSR alumni) get a desire to chew on one every now and then and they hog them. Dad thinks it's funny when I walk around with one hanging from my mouth like a white cigar, softly whining.
When we walk in Norfolk, we either go around two long blocks or we walk around the school. Both are about a half mile long. That is just about right for me. I start getting tired toward the end of them. I tell Dad that’s because I’m almost 11 years old and that if he were as old as me, he’d be slowing down, too. He just tells me that if I had his arthritic knees, I’d be walking even less. IMO, he needs to get his sympathy from someone else!
Mom and Dad bought another boat that is large enough for all of us to live on. Here’s a picture of me looking out the back. That entry is about shoulder high on Dad so he got some steps that make it easier for him to lift us off the boat. Dad is working on a gangway, a hoist, or something to make it easier for us to get on and off. You probably can’t see it but we’re all wearing harnesses with our leashes fastened to them. Dad says that if we fall off the dock, he can haul us back up with no problem. We have PFDFDs (Personal Flotation Devices for Dogs) for when the boat is moving but Dad feels that the harnesses work better on the dock. Here’s one of my favorite pictures doing what I do best on the boat – sleep. Remember to let sleeping dogs lie!! Leila and Casey like to sit with Mom on the couch. Even though this is what we all do at home, it’s different on the boat. The gentle movement rocks us to sleep so easily.
Best wishes to all my NVSR friends and especially to those Shelties looking for a home as great as mine! -- Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8 years old.] Posted May 2014
Hope
Hi, everyone at NVSR. This is Hope. I have lived with my new parents for almost 3 months. I am learning some new habits and am enjoying my new home. I am loved very much here, and I love my Mom and Dad so much that I won't let them out of my sight. My Dad calls me the stealth dog because I run around so fast and sneak up on him. My Mom calls me her precious doll. I love all of the attention.
I am getting a lot of exercise these days. We go for a walk almost every day and I have met
some new friends on our walk, both human and canine. I am getting along well with Spooky, our cat. I think he might like me. I have met my parent's granddog, Dixie. She is a pug and she is very active. I also have met the four grandkids. That was a real treat. They liked me but they made too much noise for me. So I hid behind the sofa.
My Mom says that I am coming out of my shell, whatever that means. I am not as subdued as I was when I came to live here. Thanks to NVSR and my Foster Mom, Mary Ellen, I was diagnosed with skin allergies. I have to have a bath every week. I also take the new drug for itching, that my Mom calls a miracle drug.
I need to go now. It is time for dinner. I do want to thank everyone at NVSR for the care that you gave me and for the care you are giving all of the Shelties that come your way. Love to all. -- Hope Warters
[Hope was adopted in January 2014 when she was 8 years old.] Posted April 2014
Hi, everyone at NVSR. This is Hope. I have lived with my new parents for almost 3 months. I am learning some new habits and am enjoying my new home. I am loved very much here, and I love my Mom and Dad so much that I won't let them out of my sight. My Dad calls me the stealth dog because I run around so fast and sneak up on him. My Mom calls me her precious doll. I love all of the attention.
I am getting a lot of exercise these days. We go for a walk almost every day and I have met
some new friends on our walk, both human and canine. I am getting along well with Spooky, our cat. I think he might like me. I have met my parent's granddog, Dixie. She is a pug and she is very active. I also have met the four grandkids. That was a real treat. They liked me but they made too much noise for me. So I hid behind the sofa.
My Mom says that I am coming out of my shell, whatever that means. I am not as subdued as I was when I came to live here. Thanks to NVSR and my Foster Mom, Mary Ellen, I was diagnosed with skin allergies. I have to have a bath every week. I also take the new drug for itching, that my Mom calls a miracle drug.
I need to go now. It is time for dinner. I do want to thank everyone at NVSR for the care that you gave me and for the care you are giving all of the Shelties that come your way. Love to all. -- Hope Warters
[Hope was adopted in January 2014 when she was 8 years old.] Posted April 2014
Murphy
Hi to all the NVSR friends and family. Murphy here. But you might remember me as “Shorty.” Since coming to my new home, all kinds of things have been happening. At first I think I overwhelmed my new mom because I was just a little unsure about things. But now I’m comfortable and don’t worry as much. One of the first things I learned in my new home is that I LOVE coffee. I found out quite by accident after I hopped on a chair and drank some out of my mom’s cup when she wasn’t looking. Of course mom knows coffee isn’t good for me. Now I don’t get any more coffee. Bummer. But I still stalk her for it every morning, though so far, she hasn’t given in – no matter how cute I try to look.
I also LOVE walks. I get really excited when my leash comes out! We walk in my new neighborhood all the time. I have met friends named Chance and Maggie. We sometimes walk with Maggie. On the weekends we go to different parks to walk. My favorites are the park with the lake and the park with the river - lots of wonderful things to sniff and people to see there. I like to remind my new mom just how much I like to walk, sometimes loudly! But it doesn’t bother her, she says it keeps her straight. I also get to go places like Petsmart and Petco – really cool. The Petco people tell my mom I’m so sweet I can come back any time. You see, if I look just cute enough – I will get a treat from the workers, so I try really hard and it always works. Most recently I got to visit the beach in North Carolina– that was soo fun.
Did I tell you I love company? Mom does too. But the first time she had company for dinner after I came to live with her was an event. She put the snacks out before anyone came and I was soo excited I couldn’t wait, so I ran around the house and the table like a mad dog thinking mom would give me something, but it didn’t work. She wanted me to settle down so she brought my favorite bed downstairs and asked me to stay in the little den just for a bit. But the den is open to the living room through a separate doorway with only a couch to separate them. But I was determined to get a snack so I JUMPED completely over the couch and ran back to the table before she could even close the door. It was so fun! But mom wasn’t happy and I had to spend the rest of the evening on my leash when the company came so I wouldn’t get on the table. I still got to visit and get pets and loving from the company. Since then I have calmed down a lot and am getting used to having company every so often. And I don’t have to be on my leash when company comes anymore. (But I still like to jump!)
I’ve met my cousins Lulu, Cole and Sadie. Sadie and Cole stayed with us for a few days and Sadie tolerated me graciously. Cole just ignored me. I feel slightly offended by that. A cousin named P-nut stayed with us for a few days too and it was fun. He didn’t try to eat my food, but I sure did try to eat his – after all, I’m bigger! I’ve met lots of other extended family, too.
I just want to say how thankful I am to all my friends at NVSR, especially Cheryl, for taking such good care of me while I waited for a forever home, and Quinn who helped my new mom get acquainted with the adoption process. My new mom says I am quite the character but she doesn’t know what she would do without me now and I have to say that I agree. She needs me and I’m happy to oblige. -- Murphy Johnson
[Murphy was adopted in October 2013 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted April 2014
Hi to all the NVSR friends and family. Murphy here. But you might remember me as “Shorty.” Since coming to my new home, all kinds of things have been happening. At first I think I overwhelmed my new mom because I was just a little unsure about things. But now I’m comfortable and don’t worry as much. One of the first things I learned in my new home is that I LOVE coffee. I found out quite by accident after I hopped on a chair and drank some out of my mom’s cup when she wasn’t looking. Of course mom knows coffee isn’t good for me. Now I don’t get any more coffee. Bummer. But I still stalk her for it every morning, though so far, she hasn’t given in – no matter how cute I try to look.
I also LOVE walks. I get really excited when my leash comes out! We walk in my new neighborhood all the time. I have met friends named Chance and Maggie. We sometimes walk with Maggie. On the weekends we go to different parks to walk. My favorites are the park with the lake and the park with the river - lots of wonderful things to sniff and people to see there. I like to remind my new mom just how much I like to walk, sometimes loudly! But it doesn’t bother her, she says it keeps her straight. I also get to go places like Petsmart and Petco – really cool. The Petco people tell my mom I’m so sweet I can come back any time. You see, if I look just cute enough – I will get a treat from the workers, so I try really hard and it always works. Most recently I got to visit the beach in North Carolina– that was soo fun.
Did I tell you I love company? Mom does too. But the first time she had company for dinner after I came to live with her was an event. She put the snacks out before anyone came and I was soo excited I couldn’t wait, so I ran around the house and the table like a mad dog thinking mom would give me something, but it didn’t work. She wanted me to settle down so she brought my favorite bed downstairs and asked me to stay in the little den just for a bit. But the den is open to the living room through a separate doorway with only a couch to separate them. But I was determined to get a snack so I JUMPED completely over the couch and ran back to the table before she could even close the door. It was so fun! But mom wasn’t happy and I had to spend the rest of the evening on my leash when the company came so I wouldn’t get on the table. I still got to visit and get pets and loving from the company. Since then I have calmed down a lot and am getting used to having company every so often. And I don’t have to be on my leash when company comes anymore. (But I still like to jump!)
I’ve met my cousins Lulu, Cole and Sadie. Sadie and Cole stayed with us for a few days and Sadie tolerated me graciously. Cole just ignored me. I feel slightly offended by that. A cousin named P-nut stayed with us for a few days too and it was fun. He didn’t try to eat my food, but I sure did try to eat his – after all, I’m bigger! I’ve met lots of other extended family, too.
I just want to say how thankful I am to all my friends at NVSR, especially Cheryl, for taking such good care of me while I waited for a forever home, and Quinn who helped my new mom get acquainted with the adoption process. My new mom says I am quite the character but she doesn’t know what she would do without me now and I have to say that I agree. She needs me and I’m happy to oblige. -- Murphy Johnson
[Murphy was adopted in October 2013 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted April 2014
Bailey
My new life started on a sunny afternoon on March 1, 2014, and I am so happy in my new home! I came from a family where I was crated most of the day/night and, boy, is my life different now! My new family has a fenced in backyard that I "own." I chase squirrels, rabbits, and birds to use up the high energy level I have! My parents know I love tennis balls and basketballs with tethers so they throw them around the backyard for me to chase. I get exhausted after 10 minutes but then I'm back at it after a short rest. We go on long walks, and I know our neighborhood by heart now. My mom is building me up to be a runner with her, and she has me on an intense plan (in my mind at least!). I'm running a whole mile right now with many more to be added!
I have a really fun play buddy, too. He has "fur" only on his head but he has lots of energy just like I do. We like to chase each other around the house, play tug-of-war, and get into mischief together ... haha! He walks on two legs, so he's taller than I am but I beat him when we sprint. He's my new best friend and he gives me sweet hugs! Here are two photos of us doing some of our favorite things together.
My quirky ways come out at night where I love to fall asleep on my parents' lap on the couch, but then I get a second wind of energy right when they want to go to bed. I take out all of my toys, and all I hear from them is "Go to bed, Bailey!" *sigh* So I dutifully go to my big bed only to jump back up when the lights go out. I pace back and forth and bark to make sure that my family is safe and sound. Once I have done my job, I go back to bed. My parents just chuckle at me!
Thanks, NVSR, for giving me a new life that is full of happiness! Thankfully, Bailey Trice
[Bailey was adopted in March 2014 when he was one year old.] Posted April 2014
My new life started on a sunny afternoon on March 1, 2014, and I am so happy in my new home! I came from a family where I was crated most of the day/night and, boy, is my life different now! My new family has a fenced in backyard that I "own." I chase squirrels, rabbits, and birds to use up the high energy level I have! My parents know I love tennis balls and basketballs with tethers so they throw them around the backyard for me to chase. I get exhausted after 10 minutes but then I'm back at it after a short rest. We go on long walks, and I know our neighborhood by heart now. My mom is building me up to be a runner with her, and she has me on an intense plan (in my mind at least!). I'm running a whole mile right now with many more to be added!
I have a really fun play buddy, too. He has "fur" only on his head but he has lots of energy just like I do. We like to chase each other around the house, play tug-of-war, and get into mischief together ... haha! He walks on two legs, so he's taller than I am but I beat him when we sprint. He's my new best friend and he gives me sweet hugs! Here are two photos of us doing some of our favorite things together.
My quirky ways come out at night where I love to fall asleep on my parents' lap on the couch, but then I get a second wind of energy right when they want to go to bed. I take out all of my toys, and all I hear from them is "Go to bed, Bailey!" *sigh* So I dutifully go to my big bed only to jump back up when the lights go out. I pace back and forth and bark to make sure that my family is safe and sound. Once I have done my job, I go back to bed. My parents just chuckle at me!
Thanks, NVSR, for giving me a new life that is full of happiness! Thankfully, Bailey Trice
[Bailey was adopted in March 2014 when he was one year old.] Posted April 2014
Cubby
Hi to all the wonderful humans at NVSR!
Here I am in my new home with my very own toy! My new Mom Anne thought it was funny that this is a cat toy - not the dog toy that she bought especially for me. But for me, the cat toys are more fun, and my cats here play with toilet paper and paper rolls anyway. (Except for Sassy - she does play with my cat toys).
My Mom Anne told me it was time to send in an update, and I'm telling her what to type. I can't type very well with paws! I live in the woods in a place called West Virginia. I love going for walks here - lots of smells! When we had snow a week ago, I loved it! It's so much fun to walk in, and I love to get it on my nose. Mom Anne doesn't and is glad to come inside. We both have arthritis, so we take our walks slow. I sometimes bark at the other dogs when they bark at me, and I sometimes bark at deer. I still have some trouble with the steps to my new house, but we take those slow, too, and even Mom Anne trips on those steps sometimes.
Mom Anne and I live with five (can you believe it) cats. They're OK - one of them tries to lick me, which is weird. I get brushed a couple of times a week here, and Mom is starting to brush my teeth. (I've never heard of that.) I have my very own dog beds - one for each room - except the "cats' room" where those ugly litter boxes are. I don't go in there. Mom Anne shooed me out the one time I went in. It's just for cats.
I love it here, and I love my new Mom Anne. She's very good to me and loves me. Since I'm an old guy at 12 years, I didn't think I'd ever have my very own human again. But I do, and it's great! I sometimes miss my foster moms Martha and Jenni, but Mom Anne and I keep each other good company here in the woods. That's all for now - time for walkies again, then dinner. Best wishes to all, and have fun- Cubby (also known as " His Cubbiness") Burke
And, a note from "Mom Anne": Many people have asked me why I chose a senior dog, particularly a 12 year old. My answer is that I believe it was meant to be, and that I did not so much choose, as I was chosen. I also reply that whatever the amount of time we have together, we've made a positive difference to each other. Cubby loves to be loved and thrives with my attention. That's what matters. We keep each other good company.
[Cubby was adopted in February 2014 at 12 years old.] Posted April 2014
Hi to all the wonderful humans at NVSR!
Here I am in my new home with my very own toy! My new Mom Anne thought it was funny that this is a cat toy - not the dog toy that she bought especially for me. But for me, the cat toys are more fun, and my cats here play with toilet paper and paper rolls anyway. (Except for Sassy - she does play with my cat toys).
My Mom Anne told me it was time to send in an update, and I'm telling her what to type. I can't type very well with paws! I live in the woods in a place called West Virginia. I love going for walks here - lots of smells! When we had snow a week ago, I loved it! It's so much fun to walk in, and I love to get it on my nose. Mom Anne doesn't and is glad to come inside. We both have arthritis, so we take our walks slow. I sometimes bark at the other dogs when they bark at me, and I sometimes bark at deer. I still have some trouble with the steps to my new house, but we take those slow, too, and even Mom Anne trips on those steps sometimes.
Mom Anne and I live with five (can you believe it) cats. They're OK - one of them tries to lick me, which is weird. I get brushed a couple of times a week here, and Mom is starting to brush my teeth. (I've never heard of that.) I have my very own dog beds - one for each room - except the "cats' room" where those ugly litter boxes are. I don't go in there. Mom Anne shooed me out the one time I went in. It's just for cats.
I love it here, and I love my new Mom Anne. She's very good to me and loves me. Since I'm an old guy at 12 years, I didn't think I'd ever have my very own human again. But I do, and it's great! I sometimes miss my foster moms Martha and Jenni, but Mom Anne and I keep each other good company here in the woods. That's all for now - time for walkies again, then dinner. Best wishes to all, and have fun- Cubby (also known as " His Cubbiness") Burke
And, a note from "Mom Anne": Many people have asked me why I chose a senior dog, particularly a 12 year old. My answer is that I believe it was meant to be, and that I did not so much choose, as I was chosen. I also reply that whatever the amount of time we have together, we've made a positive difference to each other. Cubby loves to be loved and thrives with my attention. That's what matters. We keep each other good company.
[Cubby was adopted in February 2014 at 12 years old.] Posted April 2014
Ju Ju B
My family said it was time for me to check in with everybody. My name is Ju Ju B. My name was officially Julie, but I never really responded to that name, so my family started calling me Ju Ju B. That name makes my eyes sparkle so that's my nickname now. Here I am doing one of my favorite things - helping take care of the guinea pigs. I have a lot of favorite things here - two other dogs to play with and four cats. My favorite cat is Harmony. We spend time cuddling on the bed. I'm allowed to sleep on the bed with my family. I'm also content on a quilt next to the bed.
Another one of my favorite things here is the food. I get the expensive stuff AND I get fish, chicken, or beef on my kibble. You should see my coat! My family thought my coat was sort of ratty when they picked my up. Now my coat is coming in beautifully. My family plays with me a lot. Before, I spent many hours alone so I chewed a lot on my body. (The vet called that self-barbering.) I don't do that anymore because I'm never bored or lonely. I also have many toys to play with and lots of outdoor play and walks.
My family thinks I have only two habits that aren't completely adorable. Habit one ... BARKING! I do this only when they bring out the vacuum. One my family members holds me or I stand on the deck where I'm free to bark my head off. Habit two, this one freaks mom out ... I will eat anything. I will eat paper and other small things if I can find them. I don't do it often but mom insists that I give up this habit because it could hurt me. I figured if they can deal with my vacuum cleaner aversion, I will try to eat only food given to me. Our family takes many trips to the beach and we have camper so I get to go, too. I can't wait to go camping! I wanted you to know how happy I am in my forever home! XOXO Ju Ju B Criss
[Ju Ju B was adopted in January 2014 when she was 8 years old.] Posted March 2014
My family said it was time for me to check in with everybody. My name is Ju Ju B. My name was officially Julie, but I never really responded to that name, so my family started calling me Ju Ju B. That name makes my eyes sparkle so that's my nickname now. Here I am doing one of my favorite things - helping take care of the guinea pigs. I have a lot of favorite things here - two other dogs to play with and four cats. My favorite cat is Harmony. We spend time cuddling on the bed. I'm allowed to sleep on the bed with my family. I'm also content on a quilt next to the bed.
Another one of my favorite things here is the food. I get the expensive stuff AND I get fish, chicken, or beef on my kibble. You should see my coat! My family thought my coat was sort of ratty when they picked my up. Now my coat is coming in beautifully. My family plays with me a lot. Before, I spent many hours alone so I chewed a lot on my body. (The vet called that self-barbering.) I don't do that anymore because I'm never bored or lonely. I also have many toys to play with and lots of outdoor play and walks.
My family thinks I have only two habits that aren't completely adorable. Habit one ... BARKING! I do this only when they bring out the vacuum. One my family members holds me or I stand on the deck where I'm free to bark my head off. Habit two, this one freaks mom out ... I will eat anything. I will eat paper and other small things if I can find them. I don't do it often but mom insists that I give up this habit because it could hurt me. I figured if they can deal with my vacuum cleaner aversion, I will try to eat only food given to me. Our family takes many trips to the beach and we have camper so I get to go, too. I can't wait to go camping! I wanted you to know how happy I am in my forever home! XOXO Ju Ju B Criss
[Ju Ju B was adopted in January 2014 when she was 8 years old.] Posted March 2014
Cody Bear
I am so happy in my new home! My Mom loves me so much but she has been kinda stingy on the grub. Guess its OK cause I sure feel better now that I have lost 16 lbs! (I weighed 48 pounds when I came in, and now I am a trim 32!) I can almost run fast enough now to keep up with the little twerp, Farrah, who also lives at our house. She's OK, but she sure gives me a workout. She is always running and barking at something, and I just have to go see what she is up to! Mom and Dad both love me but don't much like the fact I like to chew on stuff I find lying around. (They should learn to put their clothes away if they don't want me to have them!) Farrah and I have a great pathway we made just running around the yard. Mom and Dad keep trying to put straw on it! They have no sense of landscaping! What's a little mud anyway?
I still don't like that leash thing when Mom keeps making me walk outside my yard. It is scary out there and I just want to go home! She does give me yummies if I walk a few feet without pulling! Guess I will get her trained one of these days!
I am sleepy now. I have a great new bed and want to get in it before Wendy does. She thinks it is hers! NOT! Good night! -- Cody Bear Mounts
[Cody Bear was adopted in November 2013 at age 6.] Posted March 2014
I am so happy in my new home! My Mom loves me so much but she has been kinda stingy on the grub. Guess its OK cause I sure feel better now that I have lost 16 lbs! (I weighed 48 pounds when I came in, and now I am a trim 32!) I can almost run fast enough now to keep up with the little twerp, Farrah, who also lives at our house. She's OK, but she sure gives me a workout. She is always running and barking at something, and I just have to go see what she is up to! Mom and Dad both love me but don't much like the fact I like to chew on stuff I find lying around. (They should learn to put their clothes away if they don't want me to have them!) Farrah and I have a great pathway we made just running around the yard. Mom and Dad keep trying to put straw on it! They have no sense of landscaping! What's a little mud anyway?
I still don't like that leash thing when Mom keeps making me walk outside my yard. It is scary out there and I just want to go home! She does give me yummies if I walk a few feet without pulling! Guess I will get her trained one of these days!
I am sleepy now. I have a great new bed and want to get in it before Wendy does. She thinks it is hers! NOT! Good night! -- Cody Bear Mounts
[Cody Bear was adopted in November 2013 at age 6.] Posted March 2014
Buddy
Buddy has been 10 years at his forever home and doesn't seem to be slowing down. Here are a couple of pictures of him with our son, Jay, who was 7 when Buddy arrived and is now 17.
He has stayed in remarkably good health for a dog his age. Since it was a guess that he was 3-4 years old when he came to us, we are all very lucky that he has done so well.
[Buddy was adopted in April 2004. He came in as a stray.] Posted March 2014
Mid-July, 2015: We just received news that Buddy has passed away. Here's what his family said: "Sorry to say that Buddy is gone. His health took a serious decline in early July, and he stopped eating about 2 weeks ago. He had a wonderful life with us for more than 11 years, and we will never forget him. The top picture was taken in 2004, the middle one, in 2014. The bottom one was his last one. It was estimated that he was 3-4 years old in April 2004, so he had a pretty good 15-year run." -- the Wilsons
Buddy has been 10 years at his forever home and doesn't seem to be slowing down. Here are a couple of pictures of him with our son, Jay, who was 7 when Buddy arrived and is now 17.
He has stayed in remarkably good health for a dog his age. Since it was a guess that he was 3-4 years old when he came to us, we are all very lucky that he has done so well.
[Buddy was adopted in April 2004. He came in as a stray.] Posted March 2014
Mid-July, 2015: We just received news that Buddy has passed away. Here's what his family said: "Sorry to say that Buddy is gone. His health took a serious decline in early July, and he stopped eating about 2 weeks ago. He had a wonderful life with us for more than 11 years, and we will never forget him. The top picture was taken in 2004, the middle one, in 2014. The bottom one was his last one. It was estimated that he was 3-4 years old in April 2004, so he had a pretty good 15-year run." -- the Wilsons
Charlie
Hi NVSR!
I was adopted by my family almost 4 years ago and was a little nervous about going to an unfamiliar home. But my big brother Kobe [also a Sheltie] showed me the ropes - how to go up and down the deck stairs, where all the prime spots in the yard are to relax, and the art of chasing squirrels. Sadly, Kobe went to the rainbow bridge a few weeks ago. My mom told me that he is happily chasing squirrels and we will see him again some day.
I have been busy training my humans obedience, how to walk me 2-4 miles a day, play fetch, tug, guard the front door, and give me long belly rubs. They are smart for humans and have graduated to championship levels. I have even taught one of my humans to talk to me on Skype because she is away at college. (My mom said "college" is a fancy obedience school for humans.) My mom and dad call me the happiest dog in the world. Even though I am 7 years old, I still have the energy and playfulness of a puppy. I no longer want to herd everyone now that they know how to behave.
I love my family and want to thank NVSR for finding me my forever home. -- Charlie Smith
P.S. from the humans ... We often wonder how anyone could put such a sweet loving Sheltie up for adoption. But we are glad they did. Thanks for all you do, NVSR! -- Susan, David, Danielle and Ian
[Charlie was adopted in April 2010 when he was 3 years old.] Posted March 2014
Deacon
I’m sorry it took me awhile to reply, but my mom was away for a few weeks. While she was gone my dad took care of me, and we talked to my mom every day using Skype. I missed her terribly but it made me feel better to hear her voice. Now whenever I hear the Skype sound I rush to my dad’s office in hopes of hearing my mom’s voice. My mom and dad thought it was funny the other day when I had been with my mom in the living room but went running to dad’s office when I heard the Skype sound.
We had a lot of snow while my mom was gone and it was really cold, so I didn’t spend as much time outside then. When I first came to my new home the back yard scared me and I wouldn’t stay outside by myself, but now I really enjoy my fenced backyard and chasing squirrels. I’m glad it has warmed up some today so I could spend a little time outside after breakfast.
I have not taken any more classes, but my mom continues to spend time doing “tricks and treats” with me. My mom says I love to perform tricks, but my dad says it’s the treats I love. Sometimes I get so excited about the treats, I just do a bunch of tricks one right after another! I recently learned to do a high five. As long as there are no distractions, I do very well with sit, down, stay, come, touch, paw, and leave it. I love soft, plush squeaky toys. My favorite one is a multi-colored one that looks like a giant jack. Each spoke on the jack is a different color and has its own squeaker. It’s great for playing tug with my dad!
My mom and dad took me to Fredericksburg in September for the annual NVSR picnic in September. I saw my foster mom and enjoyed the agility course. Thanks again for helping me find my wonderful new home a year ago. -- Deacon Valenzi
[Deacon was adopted in January 2013 when he was 6 years old.] Posted February 2014
We had a lot of snow while my mom was gone and it was really cold, so I didn’t spend as much time outside then. When I first came to my new home the back yard scared me and I wouldn’t stay outside by myself, but now I really enjoy my fenced backyard and chasing squirrels. I’m glad it has warmed up some today so I could spend a little time outside after breakfast.
I have not taken any more classes, but my mom continues to spend time doing “tricks and treats” with me. My mom says I love to perform tricks, but my dad says it’s the treats I love. Sometimes I get so excited about the treats, I just do a bunch of tricks one right after another! I recently learned to do a high five. As long as there are no distractions, I do very well with sit, down, stay, come, touch, paw, and leave it. I love soft, plush squeaky toys. My favorite one is a multi-colored one that looks like a giant jack. Each spoke on the jack is a different color and has its own squeaker. It’s great for playing tug with my dad!
My mom and dad took me to Fredericksburg in September for the annual NVSR picnic in September. I saw my foster mom and enjoyed the agility course. Thanks again for helping me find my wonderful new home a year ago. -- Deacon Valenzi
[Deacon was adopted in January 2013 when he was 6 years old.] Posted February 2014
Knock
Hi all! Knock the Shamrock here. I have had a very exciting last 6 months. I have graduated to agility B, but more importantly I have gotten my certification as a Service Dog. One of my humans, Patrick, who is 11, is a really special kid. He has some emotional issues, and I was adopted partly for him. He loves dogs and is always great to me. My mommy decided to see if I could be a sort of therapy dog for him, since I could always calm him down and make him feel good. So I started classes and seeing lots of doctors and other "official people." I don't know what they were looking at me about, but I heard how calm and sweet I am - and how helpful. We got videotaped when Patrick was upset, and they wanted to see how quickly and well I could help him. For me, it was just doing the right thing, going to him and making him smile and laugh as he snuggled me. I just get him to focus on me, and he gets through whatever he needs to. I can go get things for him and protect him, and I love my "duties." I even know when it's time for his pills - I sit with him as he takes them.
I get lots of rewards and love, but I secretly just love my Patrick and am happy I get to be with him. My blue new vest is cool, and my "paperwork," as Mommy calls it, is great, but I just like that I can be with my family, especially my Patrick, wherever and whenever he needs me. I may be little, but I have a big job, one I love and am told I do wonderfully. We Shelties can do anything! Love, Knock Bechen
[Knock was adopted in March 2012 when he was 6 months old.] Posted February 2014
I get lots of rewards and love, but I secretly just love my Patrick and am happy I get to be with him. My blue new vest is cool, and my "paperwork," as Mommy calls it, is great, but I just like that I can be with my family, especially my Patrick, wherever and whenever he needs me. I may be little, but I have a big job, one I love and am told I do wonderfully. We Shelties can do anything! Love, Knock Bechen
[Knock was adopted in March 2012 when he was 6 months old.] Posted February 2014
Chrissy
This is Chrissy checking in to let you know how glad I am that I adopted Cheryl and her other furry babies as my family! I still love running around in the back yard with Rusty and Briana as well as with our other canine friends that visit occasionally. Cheryl tells me that I need to be careful when I am running with my siblings as I get so rambunctious tag-teaming with Rusty as we chase Briana. (Cheryl says Briana is the “wild child!”) Cheryl said that I would be good at doing something called “agility” because I run and jump so well! I can almost run as fast as Briana and she is WAY bigger than I am! Cheryl also tells me all of the time how much she loves me, and that I am her sweet little girl. I thought that meant she would give me treats any time I wanted them, but it does not! She is still immune to my “puppy dog eyes” when she is eating, too. I have managed to keep my “girlish figure,” so I do not know why I cannot eat as much as I want when I want (which is ALL the time).
My favorite thing to do is snuggle with Cheryl when she is sitting on the couch (well…we ALL love to do that, but I usually get her lap) or when we go to bed. I always get the best spot next to her when it is bedtime! I enjoy letting Cheryl rub my belly and playing “silly dog” with her. (I have no idea why she calls our game we play, “silly dog.” It looks more like “silly human” to me!) I am including some photos of me doing some of my favorite things: snuggling next to Cheryl on the couch (pretending to be Sleeping Beauty), sitting on the bed waiting to play “silly dog,” chewing on a T-Rex Nylabone, and talking to Sheena, who stayed with us while she found her “forever” home … my tail is wagging (see that blur?) because I really like her.
I want everyone to see how happy I am now! -- Christmas Joy Bryant (Chrissy)
[Chrissy was adopted in January 2013 when she was 2 years old. Her original name was "Tiny." Scroll down to read about Chrissy's friends, Rusty and Briana.] Posted February 2014
My favorite thing to do is snuggle with Cheryl when she is sitting on the couch (well…we ALL love to do that, but I usually get her lap) or when we go to bed. I always get the best spot next to her when it is bedtime! I enjoy letting Cheryl rub my belly and playing “silly dog” with her. (I have no idea why she calls our game we play, “silly dog.” It looks more like “silly human” to me!) I am including some photos of me doing some of my favorite things: snuggling next to Cheryl on the couch (pretending to be Sleeping Beauty), sitting on the bed waiting to play “silly dog,” chewing on a T-Rex Nylabone, and talking to Sheena, who stayed with us while she found her “forever” home … my tail is wagging (see that blur?) because I really like her.
I want everyone to see how happy I am now! -- Christmas Joy Bryant (Chrissy)
[Chrissy was adopted in January 2013 when she was 2 years old. Her original name was "Tiny." Scroll down to read about Chrissy's friends, Rusty and Briana.] Posted February 2014
Bonnie
This is Bonnie checking in with you for the new year. I would like to send a 4-paws up thank you for sending the e-mail noting my first full year in my furever home on Maryland's Eastern Shore. Life over here is wonderful! The one aspect that took some getting used to is how flat the land is compared to my beautiful foster home in the mountains of Virginia. I have been learning a lot about farming, how to ride in my human Dad's pickup truck as the official navigator around the farm to check on crops, ponds, and our tree preserve, what big tractors and combines do, and all kinds of fun stuff. (Some of my new experiences were a bit scary at first, but Dad was close telling me that I was safe and that nothing bad would happen to us.) Around the farm I see deer, grumpy wild turkeys, foxes, noisy geese, and even some bald eagles. We saw beavers in one of our ponds that sorta looked at us, blinked, and then went under the water. Dad says the beavers are okay as long as they don't' block a thing called a spillway on the dam or start cutting down trees.
I am fortunate to have a really great playmate named MacDuffie. He thinks I am just right. (Blondes are the best - just in case your were foggy on that point.) Here's a picture of us in our play yard where we play with the other four Shelties and our humans. There is one very small little Sheltie who also thinks Mac is "the man." She (Haley) is cute, but no contest for me with Mac. Mac is the fastest of our clan so I have to stay in shape to even get close to keeping up with him. When he runs around a corner in the yard, he goes so fast that he actually kicks up the grass and soil!! What a guy! I am close to Mac because he came to our clan from NVSR with the help of the Robertsons in Virginia almost a year ago. They are wonderful folks who do so much for my NVSR. They first had Mac live with them, thankfully taught him some social graces (boys can be so unruly at times), and eventually had him come live with us. We all play outside most days with Mom and Dad, practice some manners, and chase any birds or squirrels who dare even approach our house. Sometimes smaller people come visit called Grandchildren who are great for play since they like to play until we're all exhausted from running, chasing balls, and throwing saucers. The Grandchildren people live in their house on the farm, too, so play dates are easy-peasy-Sheltie-squeezy! We tire them out more than they do us; we're faster and have twice as many legs.
My favorite time of day? Breakfast and dinner, of course. At first I was very polite about waiting for my meals, but since I am so comfortable now, I have learned that if I spin and spin just as Dad is warming our green beans, he feeds me first! What a deal - have I got him under my paw or what?! I hope you enjoy the pictures of me in my new life. I truly feel blessed with how my life has turned out. I am loved, warm in my own bed (and most evenings with my humans in their bed), fed great food, get to explore and learn about "country life", brushed regularly (feels great!), pampered in all the best ways a girl can ask for, and told multiple times a day that I am precious and adored. Please tell everyone at NVSR how much what they do means to all of us. I can't imagine what my life would have been like had you not found me, helped me, and cared for me in so many ways - thank you from the bottom of my little Sheltie heart. As always with lots of licks, Bonnie Bauer
[Bonnie was adopted in December 2012 when she was 3-4 years old. You can read Bonnie's earlier adventures by scrolling down through the Happy Tails news.]
Posted January 2014
I am fortunate to have a really great playmate named MacDuffie. He thinks I am just right. (Blondes are the best - just in case your were foggy on that point.) Here's a picture of us in our play yard where we play with the other four Shelties and our humans. There is one very small little Sheltie who also thinks Mac is "the man." She (Haley) is cute, but no contest for me with Mac. Mac is the fastest of our clan so I have to stay in shape to even get close to keeping up with him. When he runs around a corner in the yard, he goes so fast that he actually kicks up the grass and soil!! What a guy! I am close to Mac because he came to our clan from NVSR with the help of the Robertsons in Virginia almost a year ago. They are wonderful folks who do so much for my NVSR. They first had Mac live with them, thankfully taught him some social graces (boys can be so unruly at times), and eventually had him come live with us. We all play outside most days with Mom and Dad, practice some manners, and chase any birds or squirrels who dare even approach our house. Sometimes smaller people come visit called Grandchildren who are great for play since they like to play until we're all exhausted from running, chasing balls, and throwing saucers. The Grandchildren people live in their house on the farm, too, so play dates are easy-peasy-Sheltie-squeezy! We tire them out more than they do us; we're faster and have twice as many legs.
My favorite time of day? Breakfast and dinner, of course. At first I was very polite about waiting for my meals, but since I am so comfortable now, I have learned that if I spin and spin just as Dad is warming our green beans, he feeds me first! What a deal - have I got him under my paw or what?! I hope you enjoy the pictures of me in my new life. I truly feel blessed with how my life has turned out. I am loved, warm in my own bed (and most evenings with my humans in their bed), fed great food, get to explore and learn about "country life", brushed regularly (feels great!), pampered in all the best ways a girl can ask for, and told multiple times a day that I am precious and adored. Please tell everyone at NVSR how much what they do means to all of us. I can't imagine what my life would have been like had you not found me, helped me, and cared for me in so many ways - thank you from the bottom of my little Sheltie heart. As always with lots of licks, Bonnie Bauer
[Bonnie was adopted in December 2012 when she was 3-4 years old. You can read Bonnie's earlier adventures by scrolling down through the Happy Tails news.]
Posted January 2014
Prince
Prince is doing just great. He's still a little "reserved" with strangers but he plays well with other dogs, no longer suffers from leash aggression, and is totally dedicated to his "master" -- Larry. Larry had health issues in 2012 and spent weeks in hospital. When Larry returned back home, Prince wouldn't/ won't leave his side if he has anything to do with it. Larry works from home so they are inseparable, go for long walks -- good for both of them -- and spend a lot of time at our house on Cape Cod which Prince loves because he can live on one level and not have to conquer the steep stairs of our house in Alexandria.
Prince walked in the Alexandria Scottish Walk in December 2013; he and Larry were part of the a group of advocates for our local dog park -- Founder's Park right on the Potomac in Old Town Alexandria. Prince goes to that Park at least twice a day and has a number of dog friends that he can expect to see daily.
Prince hasn't experienced any health issues of note since we adopted; NVSR took good care of his health needs prior to adoption and we are very grateful. We couldn't be happier with Prince as part of our family. He was a "handful" the first several weeks but once he came to realize this was his home, he has been the perfect pet and companion. Thanks again to all the angels at NVSR. -- Bonnie, Larry, and, of course, Prince Jellen
[Prince was adopted in April 2010 at age 5 years old.] Posted January 2014
Prince walked in the Alexandria Scottish Walk in December 2013; he and Larry were part of the a group of advocates for our local dog park -- Founder's Park right on the Potomac in Old Town Alexandria. Prince goes to that Park at least twice a day and has a number of dog friends that he can expect to see daily.
Prince hasn't experienced any health issues of note since we adopted; NVSR took good care of his health needs prior to adoption and we are very grateful. We couldn't be happier with Prince as part of our family. He was a "handful" the first several weeks but once he came to realize this was his home, he has been the perfect pet and companion. Thanks again to all the angels at NVSR. -- Bonnie, Larry, and, of course, Prince Jellen
[Prince was adopted in April 2010 at age 5 years old.] Posted January 2014
Sheena
Hello to all my NVSR foster doggie friends and their humans - I'm writing this as I fall asleep on the couch next to my new mom, so forgive me if it isn't very long. I'll admit that I was confused initially when my new people took me away in their car, but now being with them feels like home. I have found lots of comfy spots - in the car, on the sofa, random spots on the floor (the kitchen is especially good), and they even have my bed in their bedroom.
The biggest adjustment has been the neighborhood. There are so many dogs and other animals here! I don't get adequate time to sniff all their markings - My mom really likes walking and doesn't seem to like to stop and sniff things as much as I do. It has been fun to go out in the snow, but short walks in the stuff tire me out. Ahhhh, this couch is soooo comfy. - Sheena Good
Sheena stopped dictating to me there and fell asleep. She is a very good dog, and we enjoy her very much! Our best, Sheena's new mom
[Sheena was adopted in January 2014 when she was 6 years old.]
Posted January 2014
Shep
Hi NVSR friends - I never got my own e-mail before! I love my new home and family - they have 9 grandchildren and several grand-dogs that I play with. I have two (2!) beds - one even has a heating pad! - and lots of toys to keep me busy retrieving. The cat, Willie, is OK. Even though we mostly ignore each other, I've found that he is really good at begging for treats in the evenings, so I tag along and get some treats for myself. I just graduated from obedience school (imagine that, at my age). They called it "charm school" when the teacher wasn't around, and everyone was really surprised to find out how much I already knew about sit, stay, heel, down, come, and all those other commands. I still don't like yappy little dogs though.
We have a frisbee and I found that it is really fun in the snow. The fur on my back is growing back nicely now, and even my tail is starting to show signs of becoming normal again. I got to stay with my foster mom, Pat, when my folks had to make an emergency trip to Roanoke because one of the grandchildren was sick. Pat wouldn't let us pay her, so the folks made a contribution to NVSR to say thanks. We hope to attend the big gathering later this year, maybe we'll see you there? Thanks again for the email - it made me feel special! -- Shep Bicking
[Shep was adopted in October 2013 when he was 10 years old.]
Posted January 2014
We have a frisbee and I found that it is really fun in the snow. The fur on my back is growing back nicely now, and even my tail is starting to show signs of becoming normal again. I got to stay with my foster mom, Pat, when my folks had to make an emergency trip to Roanoke because one of the grandchildren was sick. Pat wouldn't let us pay her, so the folks made a contribution to NVSR to say thanks. We hope to attend the big gathering later this year, maybe we'll see you there? Thanks again for the email - it made me feel special! -- Shep Bicking
[Shep was adopted in October 2013 when he was 10 years old.]
Posted January 2014
Ginger
Ginger (L) on adoption day. That's Buffy (R).
I think that between my sister Buffy and me, we've just about got Mama and Daddy thoroughly house-trained. We double-team them to keep our canine-approved feeding/exercise/play schedule. We start off every morning with breakfast at 0400; fortunately Mama is in charge of that. If Mama doesn’t wake up just on time she doesn’t mind a little nose-nudge reminder to get her going, but she says Daddy is the anti-Christ before 0700, and that we should never try reminding him (…I’m not sure what an anti-Christ is, but Mama says it’s like all the cats in the world rolled up into one big gi-normous hairball, and that the very first thing an anti-Christ will do to a poor unsuspecting dog is even WORSE than that up-the-butt thing Dr. Usselman does when we go to the vet office - yikes!!!) Right after Mama gives us our breakfast bowls, she makes sure she’s closed the gate to the upstairs – I guess an anti-Christ isn’t any better at getting through a gate than I am…) I sometimes think Mama might exaggerate just a little, ‘cause Daddy is always just Daddy when he comes down at 0700 to go to work – he always sneaks Buffy and me a treat on his way through the kitchen ;o)
We used to work in the garden every morning, but we had a hurricane come through so all Mama’s plants except the okra and two pumpkins went into the garden waste bin. The yard is a little more boring now that I don’t have the whole garden to patrol (did I already tell you about the family of rabbits that live under the shed behind the garden? Daddy says the one &^%&$@$! rabbit who is almost as big as Buffy got that way by stealing bites from Mama’s broccoli plants. Mama told me we that he REALLY got fat because Mama sneaks his family a handful of pellets every day, and that I should only call him Big Rabbit ‘cause &^%&$@$! Rabbit is not very polite; I guess Mama doesn’t understand that all I really want to call the rabbit is “lunch”…) Anyway, we get to play longer in the morning because Mama doesn’t have to work so long in the garden. At around noon we either have girl-brushing or front door training – that’s where Mama has us sit at the front door & then she says ”stay” and goes outside. If we’re still sitting when she comes back in we get a treat (have you ever had lamb lung? Mama calls them puppy potato chips) then she goes outside again and rings the doorbell and we’re only supposed to bark a couple times and then stop to get another treat. Mama says she’s going to break us of psychotic stereo doorbell barking if it kills her...I’m not quite sure how to tell her that we know it’s her ringing the doorbell so of course we only bark once or twice…but since we get treats I’m not trying too hard to figure that out.
Mama had another operation on her hand – she apparently has tunnels where car pools drive through that need some kind of construction correction. No offense, but people are pretty weird the way they call different things by the same name. There’s a whole bunch more I could tell you about – playing tug of war with my sister (our Godparents, Skip and Sam, bring a new toy or treat every time they visit and their pack is also now on Miss Melinda’s special diet ;o) - but Mama said it’s time to take a rest from the computer. Licks and Rubs, Ginger Lowe
[Ginger was adopted in March 2011 at 4 years old.] Posted January 2014, but written earlier.
We used to work in the garden every morning, but we had a hurricane come through so all Mama’s plants except the okra and two pumpkins went into the garden waste bin. The yard is a little more boring now that I don’t have the whole garden to patrol (did I already tell you about the family of rabbits that live under the shed behind the garden? Daddy says the one &^%&$@$! rabbit who is almost as big as Buffy got that way by stealing bites from Mama’s broccoli plants. Mama told me we that he REALLY got fat because Mama sneaks his family a handful of pellets every day, and that I should only call him Big Rabbit ‘cause &^%&$@$! Rabbit is not very polite; I guess Mama doesn’t understand that all I really want to call the rabbit is “lunch”…) Anyway, we get to play longer in the morning because Mama doesn’t have to work so long in the garden. At around noon we either have girl-brushing or front door training – that’s where Mama has us sit at the front door & then she says ”stay” and goes outside. If we’re still sitting when she comes back in we get a treat (have you ever had lamb lung? Mama calls them puppy potato chips) then she goes outside again and rings the doorbell and we’re only supposed to bark a couple times and then stop to get another treat. Mama says she’s going to break us of psychotic stereo doorbell barking if it kills her...I’m not quite sure how to tell her that we know it’s her ringing the doorbell so of course we only bark once or twice…but since we get treats I’m not trying too hard to figure that out.
Mama had another operation on her hand – she apparently has tunnels where car pools drive through that need some kind of construction correction. No offense, but people are pretty weird the way they call different things by the same name. There’s a whole bunch more I could tell you about – playing tug of war with my sister (our Godparents, Skip and Sam, bring a new toy or treat every time they visit and their pack is also now on Miss Melinda’s special diet ;o) - but Mama said it’s time to take a rest from the computer. Licks and Rubs, Ginger Lowe
[Ginger was adopted in March 2011 at 4 years old.] Posted January 2014, but written earlier.
Dylan
Dylan continues to do well. His naps are starting to become longer and longer, but his ability to get up and down stairs is back to normal after his earlier vestibular troubles. He has retained a slight tilt to his head but this just makes him look cute and causes no problems. Our adult children insist on spoiling him as they feel his age warrants it.
With his poor hearing he has learned a new trick: Each night before bed time he has a final walk. Normally he is already upstairs near our bed. In the past I would be downstairs and click the clasp of his leash. He would hear this and venture down the stairs. Now that he's hard of hearing this no longer works. Instead I turn on the hallway light. He notices this, walks to the stairs, peers over to make sure I'm holding the leash, and then trots on down. Who said you can't teach an old dog new tricks? -- Neale & Helen Ferguson
[Dylan was adopted in March 2000 (yes!) when he was less than 1 year old.]
Posted January 2014
Timmy
Timmy with his new mom on adoption day and ... today.
I'm happy to report that Timmy is doing very well. Here's a picture of him today. I spent an hour and a half grooming him yesterday since he's going into his seasonal shed. He actually falls asleep when I groom him. Towards the end he starts giving me the look that says, "Come on Mom. Are we done yet?" Otherwise he's very patient for the entire process.
Timmy is the best thing to happen to me since I returned to Virginia four years ago. I'll be honest and say that my life hasn't been easy over the last few years. There have been some seriously difficult times, times when nothing and no one could bring a smile to my face. Except for Timmy. There have been times when he very literally was the only thing that could make me smile. He is my pride and joy. When I come home from work, he's waiting for me and no matter what's happened I can't help but smile when I see him. And he truly is a source of pride for me. I spent a lot of time training him and regularly receive compliments on how obedient he is. Most people fall in love with him the minute they see him. Since that's what happened when I first saw his face on the website, I can understand. He and I have bonded so tightly that it's visible to others and I'm asked often where I found such a wonderful companion. I always tell them he was a rescue and how lucky I was to have found him.
I've moved on from the vet clinic I was working at, but while I was there whenever anyone inquired about finding a new pet I always suggested they look into rescue leagues first. Without rescue leagues like yours so many amazing pets would be lost among the thousands in the shelters. Your organization is truly a blessing to so many, both pets and owners alike. Without you I wouldn't have found my precious boy, my best friend, my confidant. So thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I will keep my fingers crossed that you find forever homes for those you've rescued. Everyone deserves to find a companion as amazing as Timmy. -- Kristin Junkin
[Timmy was adopted in July 2009 when he was 4 years old.] Posted January 2014
Timmy is the best thing to happen to me since I returned to Virginia four years ago. I'll be honest and say that my life hasn't been easy over the last few years. There have been some seriously difficult times, times when nothing and no one could bring a smile to my face. Except for Timmy. There have been times when he very literally was the only thing that could make me smile. He is my pride and joy. When I come home from work, he's waiting for me and no matter what's happened I can't help but smile when I see him. And he truly is a source of pride for me. I spent a lot of time training him and regularly receive compliments on how obedient he is. Most people fall in love with him the minute they see him. Since that's what happened when I first saw his face on the website, I can understand. He and I have bonded so tightly that it's visible to others and I'm asked often where I found such a wonderful companion. I always tell them he was a rescue and how lucky I was to have found him.
I've moved on from the vet clinic I was working at, but while I was there whenever anyone inquired about finding a new pet I always suggested they look into rescue leagues first. Without rescue leagues like yours so many amazing pets would be lost among the thousands in the shelters. Your organization is truly a blessing to so many, both pets and owners alike. Without you I wouldn't have found my precious boy, my best friend, my confidant. So thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I will keep my fingers crossed that you find forever homes for those you've rescued. Everyone deserves to find a companion as amazing as Timmy. -- Kristin Junkin
[Timmy was adopted in July 2009 when he was 4 years old.] Posted January 2014
Calli
Here I am with my new dad, wearing my brand new seatbelt harness, ready to go to my new home.
Hi, everyone - I’m Calli, a petite girl who has been searching for my forever home for a long time - five homes in five years. It wasn’t my fault. I was just extra baggage and didn’t fit in. My last home was flea infested which caused me to pull out a lot of hair on my back trying to get rid of those little buggers. I am so grateful that NVSR rescued me. Martha, my foster mom, welcomed me into her home where I met her three Shelties, my new friends. They all took very good care of me (especially Dulcie, my big friend who weighs four times more than I do). I got all the medical attention I needed. I will always be grateful to Aunt Martha. She even got me a pretty pink coat to keep me warm outside. My hair is growing back now, and I’m looking better every day.
After spending a month in my foster home, a nice couple said they'd like to adopt me. They had Shelties in the past and wanted to welcome another one into their family. Martha took me on a long ride to meet them, and they made me feel right at home; so much so that I fell asleep on Carol’s lap. Their house has a deck which I can’t wait to try out when the weather gets warm and my hair grows in a little more. There are several walking trails on the 14 acres they own so I can get lots and lots of exercise. That’s a good thing because I have a tendency to put weight on this petite frame of mine.
I charmed them so much that they adopted me! It hasn't taken me long to settle in. My new mom and dad give me lots of love and attention which I repay with lots of cuddling. At night I even sleep in bed with them. After all, I don’t take up much room. The other morning I raced back and forth between them barking and wagging my tail to show them how happy I am. It was so much fun that I do it almost every day. The next thing I want to try is playing with toys. That sounds interesting. We have a travel trailer so I can go with them on vacation trips! Is there such a thing as "puppy miles?" If so, I'm going to redeem them for treats!
Well, gotta go. I just finished my long morning walk, and I’m ready for a nap. Here's a picture of me napping on my wonderful soft bed - all the comforts of home. I love my new home - they treat me like the special little girl I am.
Happy 2014 to all my Sheltie friends looking for homes. I hope you find one as great as mine! -- Calli Sautters
[Calli was adopted in December 2013 at 5 years old.] Posted January 2014
After spending a month in my foster home, a nice couple said they'd like to adopt me. They had Shelties in the past and wanted to welcome another one into their family. Martha took me on a long ride to meet them, and they made me feel right at home; so much so that I fell asleep on Carol’s lap. Their house has a deck which I can’t wait to try out when the weather gets warm and my hair grows in a little more. There are several walking trails on the 14 acres they own so I can get lots and lots of exercise. That’s a good thing because I have a tendency to put weight on this petite frame of mine.
I charmed them so much that they adopted me! It hasn't taken me long to settle in. My new mom and dad give me lots of love and attention which I repay with lots of cuddling. At night I even sleep in bed with them. After all, I don’t take up much room. The other morning I raced back and forth between them barking and wagging my tail to show them how happy I am. It was so much fun that I do it almost every day. The next thing I want to try is playing with toys. That sounds interesting. We have a travel trailer so I can go with them on vacation trips! Is there such a thing as "puppy miles?" If so, I'm going to redeem them for treats!
Well, gotta go. I just finished my long morning walk, and I’m ready for a nap. Here's a picture of me napping on my wonderful soft bed - all the comforts of home. I love my new home - they treat me like the special little girl I am.
Happy 2014 to all my Sheltie friends looking for homes. I hope you find one as great as mine! -- Calli Sautters
[Calli was adopted in December 2013 at 5 years old.] Posted January 2014
Cece
Cece and her big buddy, Lucky
What can I tell you about Cece? We’ve had her since 2009, so four years. She is still running the house and keeping Lucky in line. We hoped she’d settle down by now, but not one iota of her energy has dissipated! She has settled into certain habits that we are learning to live with. For instance, although she loves to go on long walks with me and Lucky, she will not take that time to relieve herself and insists on going out into our back yard when we come home! Not sure what that’s about, but it is what it is and she’s sure that’s the way it is supposed to be. Also, we still leash her next to our bed because without that she runs around and keeps Lucky from sleeping. She has no problem with it… Goes right to her blanket and sits and waits for us to tie her up! But she is a sweetheart for the most part and just loves Frank. I’m acceptable, but he is her hero! He couldn’t live without her. They are always together when he is home.
She is still quite beautiful. It’s hard to believe, given that she was 2 ½ or 3 when she came that she is probably 7 years old! You certainly can’t tell by how she behaves. Still a little spring chicken! Without her I’m afraid Lucky would do a lot more sleeping, so she is good for him. We are so blessed to have them both. They are our family. -- Donna Abruzzese
[Cece was adopted in November 2009 at 2-3 years old.] Posted January 2014
She is still quite beautiful. It’s hard to believe, given that she was 2 ½ or 3 when she came that she is probably 7 years old! You certainly can’t tell by how she behaves. Still a little spring chicken! Without her I’m afraid Lucky would do a lot more sleeping, so she is good for him. We are so blessed to have them both. They are our family. -- Donna Abruzzese
[Cece was adopted in November 2009 at 2-3 years old.] Posted January 2014
Jack
See how nice my coat is these days! I go to a groomer four times a year. I don't really like it but I sure feel good when it is all over and I get to come home. We also have a new vet that comes to the house to make it easier on us. Unfortunately, he suggested to Mom that my sister Shelby and I start eating a special kibble for older dogs so we don't put on any more weight. The kibble is ok though; it is chewy and tastes pretty good. But now we get dog biscuits only on special occasions.
Other than going for a walk and barking at the three stupid dogs next door, my favorite thing is to play "pull toy," and I have all sorts of toys - a duck, a cow, a snake, and a squirrel.
We have another cat, a real little one named Tina, and she likes to hide around corners and jump out at Shelby and me and startle us. But we are good dogs and never snap back at her; Mom thinks we are pretty wonderful and tolerant dogs. We get lots of love and pets. My only problem is a little arthritis in one paw that I've had forever. That means I can't stay outside as long as I'd like to in cold weather. Otherwise life is great! -- Jack Bellafaire
[Jack was adopted in September 2009 at 3 years old.] Posted January 2014
Other than going for a walk and barking at the three stupid dogs next door, my favorite thing is to play "pull toy," and I have all sorts of toys - a duck, a cow, a snake, and a squirrel.
We have another cat, a real little one named Tina, and she likes to hide around corners and jump out at Shelby and me and startle us. But we are good dogs and never snap back at her; Mom thinks we are pretty wonderful and tolerant dogs. We get lots of love and pets. My only problem is a little arthritis in one paw that I've had forever. That means I can't stay outside as long as I'd like to in cold weather. Otherwise life is great! -- Jack Bellafaire
[Jack was adopted in September 2009 at 3 years old.] Posted January 2014
Spencer
It is now over one year, and I'm very happy in my forever home. They treat me well and are always trying to spoil me. I guess that's not too bad. I do have a complaint. I want more food! They tell me I can have only the amount of food that I am getting because I only have one hind leg and they are worried about its ability to support me for all my years. I may be maintaining a constant weight, but to me this is a clear-cut case of discrimination against three-legged dogs. I now issue an official protest. Other than this issue I am completely satisfied. With my long walks each morning, play sessions every afternoon, and snacks before bedtime after going out, I am a happy camper. Thanks for finding me my new home. I never knew life could be like this. Here's a photo of me on adoption day with my new family. My rear end was still bare from when I had my leg amputated. I don't even miss it now.
Love, Spencer
P.S. From Pat and Zeke - We love the little guy so much.
[3-legged Spencer was adopted in November 2012 at 3 years old.] Posted January 2014
Love, Spencer
P.S. From Pat and Zeke - We love the little guy so much.
[3-legged Spencer was adopted in November 2012 at 3 years old.] Posted January 2014
Laila
I am doing great! I love to play with dog toys (I have a full basket of them), and I also love to go on walks with my big brother Fred. I have my family pretty well trained at this point to play with me and give me dog treats. I also stand by the closet where the dog food is when it is time to eat. They know what that means :-)
Here is a picture of me from when we first put the Christmas tree up. I was very good about not taking any ornaments or presents from the tree. Santa left me a squeaky toy this year - my favorite kind!
Thank you to all the volunteers who helped me when I needed a home!
Laila Meade
[Laila was adopted in November 2012 when she was 4 years old.] Posted January 2014
Dusty
Hi, NVSR Friends!
I used my old Dog-Pad so much Mom and Dad got me a new one for Christmas. So thought I would take a break from playing "Dog Bone Crush" and "Angry Cats" to drop you all a greeting.
I was so very sad when four years ago my Dad died and my Mom was too feeble to care for me any longer. Fortunately for me, NVSR took me in and did a super great job in finding me a new furever home. I am so very happy living with my new Mom and Dad that I sometimes have to pinch myself - which, when you don't have opposable thumbs, is difficult! My Mom and Dad say I am the most loving and cuddly dog they have ever had! My niece dog (my Mom and Dad's son's dog) lives across the park from us. She is a cockapoo and has shared with me that she wishes she had been born a Sheltie, and so I try to comfort her in her misfortune. Guess everyone can't be lucky enough to be a Sheltie!
Although I am 12 years old, going on 13, I am still a really active dog. My Dad and I walk at least two miles a day, and I add a couple more running the fence line in our backyard chasing those pesky cars and trucks that have the nerve to drive by our home. However, I do have a little arfritis, which "cold laser" helps a great deal. If any of my NVSR Sheltie friends are experiencing similar difficulties, have your Mom or Dad ask your vet about it.
A VERY BIG THANK YOU to all of you at NVSR who make the extra effort to ensure guys (and gals) like me can enjoy a complete life of love and care.
Love, Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 at age 8.] Posted January 2014
I used my old Dog-Pad so much Mom and Dad got me a new one for Christmas. So thought I would take a break from playing "Dog Bone Crush" and "Angry Cats" to drop you all a greeting.
I was so very sad when four years ago my Dad died and my Mom was too feeble to care for me any longer. Fortunately for me, NVSR took me in and did a super great job in finding me a new furever home. I am so very happy living with my new Mom and Dad that I sometimes have to pinch myself - which, when you don't have opposable thumbs, is difficult! My Mom and Dad say I am the most loving and cuddly dog they have ever had! My niece dog (my Mom and Dad's son's dog) lives across the park from us. She is a cockapoo and has shared with me that she wishes she had been born a Sheltie, and so I try to comfort her in her misfortune. Guess everyone can't be lucky enough to be a Sheltie!
Although I am 12 years old, going on 13, I am still a really active dog. My Dad and I walk at least two miles a day, and I add a couple more running the fence line in our backyard chasing those pesky cars and trucks that have the nerve to drive by our home. However, I do have a little arfritis, which "cold laser" helps a great deal. If any of my NVSR Sheltie friends are experiencing similar difficulties, have your Mom or Dad ask your vet about it.
A VERY BIG THANK YOU to all of you at NVSR who make the extra effort to ensure guys (and gals) like me can enjoy a complete life of love and care.
Love, Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 at age 8.] Posted January 2014
Max
Max is doing well - he is a real love bug. He has adapted quite well in his new digs. He is very gentle and just loves to be petted. He likes being in the middle of the group, usually planting himself in the middle of my son's railroad tracks when we are all hanging out.
The kids have been really good and do not feed him anything from the table. They will only give him a dog treat when I give it to them to give to him. -- Eileen Hillman
[Max was adopted in September 2013 at 6 years old.]
Posted January 2014
The kids have been really good and do not feed him anything from the table. They will only give him a dog treat when I give it to them to give to him. -- Eileen Hillman
[Max was adopted in September 2013 at 6 years old.]
Posted January 2014
Casper
Kathe and Roger, my Mom and Dad, said I should share this picture from my New Year's Eve photoshoot. They also said that I should make sure everyone knew that I didn't drink any of that champagne. I wasn't even interested in that bottle until Kathe smeared some peanut butter on the top! No bubbly for me!
Thanks to the people and pups at NVSR for helping me find a happy home for the past five years -- and forever!
Happy New Year! -- Casper Conrad
[Casper was adopted in August 2008 when he was about 3 years old.] Posted January 2014
Bella
I love my new home and my mom and dad! I have 2 fur brothers and 4 fur sisters (all Shelties, of course.) I did have another sister, Skyler, until a few days ago. She was sick and went to a place called Rainbow Bridge. Mom said she would explain all that to me later. Before Skyler got really sick, we had a game we played called "Gator Pirate." I would sneak up on her while she was resting (she was old and she rested a lot) and poke her in the ear with my nose, or on her foot, or on her hip. She would come rolling over after me going "Arrrrrrrh, arrrrrrh, arrrrrh" like a pirate and snapping like a gator. I'm really, really fast, so I would fly around to the other side barking my "I'm gonna gitcha" bark and would poke her again, and we would do that over and over and over. We would sometimes get really loud and Dad would ask us to tone it down a little, but he was smiling when he said it, so we kept going until we were both worn out. It was our special game.
Mom and Dad are working with Petey and me so we can learn to be therapy dogs. It sounds like fun. Here's a photo of Petey and me taken in Petey's favorite chair. I love Petey.
We have a HUMONGOUS fenced-in yard, and I go outside and run and run and run with all of my brothers and sisters. Kayla, Murphy, Gracie, Savannah, and Petey are tennis ball fanatics. I love to just run and run. Misty is teaching me to bark at the birds like she does. She says if I'm going to be running around like a crazy dog, I may as well do something useful like keeping the birds out of our airspace. Hmmmmmfff. Just because she is the oldest Sheltie now, she's not the boss of me. At the end of the day when we are all pooped, I curl up beside Mom on the sofa for a while. When it's time for bed, I still sleep in a soft, comfy crate. Mom doesn't know that I know that she likes for me to sleep in the crate (only in the evening) so I won't get into trouble. Who me? Gracie and Murphy still sleep in their crates. So there! Here's a photo of me after I am in my crate and I stick my head back out for my nite-nite cookie before Mom zips me in.
I heard Mom say to Dad a couple of days ago when they thought I was snoozing, all snuggled up by her on the sofa, "I'm so glad that we adopted her. She brought such "new energy" to Skyler for 3 months, but now in our grief, she brings us so much joy." Dad agreed.
Well, I've talked too much as usual. I just wanted everyone to know how happy I am. I love my new family, I love my yard, my toys, my food, my bowl, the adventures Mom and Dad take us on, and I am especially happy when Mom and Dad hold me, kiss me on the nose, and tell me how much they love me. - Misty Robertson
[Bella was adopted in September 2013 when she was 10 months old.] Posted January 2014
Mom and Dad are working with Petey and me so we can learn to be therapy dogs. It sounds like fun. Here's a photo of Petey and me taken in Petey's favorite chair. I love Petey.
We have a HUMONGOUS fenced-in yard, and I go outside and run and run and run with all of my brothers and sisters. Kayla, Murphy, Gracie, Savannah, and Petey are tennis ball fanatics. I love to just run and run. Misty is teaching me to bark at the birds like she does. She says if I'm going to be running around like a crazy dog, I may as well do something useful like keeping the birds out of our airspace. Hmmmmmfff. Just because she is the oldest Sheltie now, she's not the boss of me. At the end of the day when we are all pooped, I curl up beside Mom on the sofa for a while. When it's time for bed, I still sleep in a soft, comfy crate. Mom doesn't know that I know that she likes for me to sleep in the crate (only in the evening) so I won't get into trouble. Who me? Gracie and Murphy still sleep in their crates. So there! Here's a photo of me after I am in my crate and I stick my head back out for my nite-nite cookie before Mom zips me in.
I heard Mom say to Dad a couple of days ago when they thought I was snoozing, all snuggled up by her on the sofa, "I'm so glad that we adopted her. She brought such "new energy" to Skyler for 3 months, but now in our grief, she brings us so much joy." Dad agreed.
Well, I've talked too much as usual. I just wanted everyone to know how happy I am. I love my new family, I love my yard, my toys, my food, my bowl, the adventures Mom and Dad take us on, and I am especially happy when Mom and Dad hold me, kiss me on the nose, and tell me how much they love me. - Misty Robertson
[Bella was adopted in September 2013 when she was 10 months old.] Posted January 2014
Rudi
Rudi is the best guy in the world. He loves his walks and has a half dozen spots in the house that are now his safe places. He had his picture taken with an elf at Merrifield gardens…he also had his picture with Santa, but is still getting used to the idea of trusting men so he cowered in that one a little bit. We have been working daily on making him comfortable with the house as well as making sure he is petted or given a treat by every guy with whom he comes in contact (me especially).
He finds his voice when he is out walking and loves telling everyone he is out for a walk. The backyard has worked out well; Tiger and Bandit run around, and he will sometimes engage them. Wendy, Tina and Laurian all play with Rudi, and I try to as well whenever he will let me (still intimidated by me a bit, so I try to play with him by giving him a treat if he will come to me).
Melinda [foster mom] – ‘thank you’ does not even begin to cover how much happiness he has brought into our lives. He is growing surer of himself every day and even follows me around when I am working from the home office. It may seem like a small thing, but I think it is the start of his being ok with men one day. His coat is also becoming much better – it is growing in and I hope to send in the ‘Rudi with his coat finally grown in’ picture very soon! -- Ken & Wendy Cowan
[Rudi was adopted in August 2013 at about age 5 years old. He was a stray from a rural shelter in West Virginia.] Posted December 2013
He finds his voice when he is out walking and loves telling everyone he is out for a walk. The backyard has worked out well; Tiger and Bandit run around, and he will sometimes engage them. Wendy, Tina and Laurian all play with Rudi, and I try to as well whenever he will let me (still intimidated by me a bit, so I try to play with him by giving him a treat if he will come to me).
Melinda [foster mom] – ‘thank you’ does not even begin to cover how much happiness he has brought into our lives. He is growing surer of himself every day and even follows me around when I am working from the home office. It may seem like a small thing, but I think it is the start of his being ok with men one day. His coat is also becoming much better – it is growing in and I hope to send in the ‘Rudi with his coat finally grown in’ picture very soon! -- Ken & Wendy Cowan
[Rudi was adopted in August 2013 at about age 5 years old. He was a stray from a rural shelter in West Virginia.] Posted December 2013
Rascal
Hi, NVSR - I have been blessed to have welcomed a rescued NVSR Sheltie named Rascal into my home. I just wanted to let you all know how very thankful I am to have found an organization as wonderful as you are. Rascal has become my best friend and always brings a smile to my face with his signature wiggle and excited little "yaps" even on the hardest days. Thank you again for making me realize that rescue dogs are the BEST dogs, and I will be recommending NVSR to people in the future! Go Team Sheltie! - Devon Fleenor
[Rascal was adopted in June 2013 at 10 years old.] Posted December 2013
Danny
Danny is settling in quite well! He loves his brothers (fellow NVSR rescue Shelby and feline Smokie) and sister (feline Cotton). He enjoys car rides and running/playing with Shelby in the backyard as well as with their neighbor dog, Luna. He seems to have come out of his guarded shell showing his hyper-personality. He should have been named the "Mexican jumping bean." He is able to jump up about 4 feet off the ground on all fours several times in a row.
Since coming home, he has been to the beach for the first time but was not quite sure about the ocean. He enjoyed sitting with his family and taking long beach walks. He had great fun during Halloween as the Pirate of the house! He does continues to hoard and stuff his toys in the sides of furniture cushions as well as redecorate the house by rearranging the rugs which makes it quite interesting when we come home from work. Danny is very much LOVED and is a great blessing and joy in our lives. - Melissa Oliver & Tina Williams
[Danny was adopted in August 2013 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted December 2013
Since coming home, he has been to the beach for the first time but was not quite sure about the ocean. He enjoyed sitting with his family and taking long beach walks. He had great fun during Halloween as the Pirate of the house! He does continues to hoard and stuff his toys in the sides of furniture cushions as well as redecorate the house by rearranging the rugs which makes it quite interesting when we come home from work. Danny is very much LOVED and is a great blessing and joy in our lives. - Melissa Oliver & Tina Williams
[Danny was adopted in August 2013 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted December 2013
Riley
I feel like I have had Riley all my life and hers. Can’t
imagine it’s been only five years. I am happy to report she is
healthy and happy. We look for places for her to stay while I visit my parents,
and she really likes these trips. We go to other people’s homes, inspect
them and meet their dogs. I’ve found places on Rover.com and
DogVacay.com; on both sites folks post to take care of dogs in their homes.
Riley is now a ‘dog’ not the wild puppy she once was. Her face is more refined and sweet (if that is possible). She has moments where she will actually lie down and naps! But she is still ready for a party at a moment’s notice. She is so beautiful. I get stopped all the time and asked what kind of dog she is, due to her coloring.
Arlington, where we live, has just passed a ordinance for dogs to eat out at restaurants in Arlington, legally! Okay, Riley and I have been “eating out” for years, but now we aren’t scoffing the law. There is a whole list of places that accept dogs in their outside seating area. (Go to Arlington Dogs.com for the list.) We continue to eat out together all during the summer. The Thai in Shirlington counts Riley as one of their regulars.
My friends comment on what a good little car rider Riley is. Remember the trip back from VA Beach when I first picked her up and she threw up in my purse? Well, that was the first and last time. Now she is the perfect pup in the car - she has her blankets, toys, and chewies in her little area in the back. She goes everywhere with me. She was meant for me, since that is exactly the pup I was looking for when I came to Sheltie rescue. I love my little girl. She continues to be the light of my life. - Sue Slawson
[Riley was adopted in August 2008 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted November 2013
Riley is now a ‘dog’ not the wild puppy she once was. Her face is more refined and sweet (if that is possible). She has moments where she will actually lie down and naps! But she is still ready for a party at a moment’s notice. She is so beautiful. I get stopped all the time and asked what kind of dog she is, due to her coloring.
Arlington, where we live, has just passed a ordinance for dogs to eat out at restaurants in Arlington, legally! Okay, Riley and I have been “eating out” for years, but now we aren’t scoffing the law. There is a whole list of places that accept dogs in their outside seating area. (Go to Arlington Dogs.com for the list.) We continue to eat out together all during the summer. The Thai in Shirlington counts Riley as one of their regulars.
My friends comment on what a good little car rider Riley is. Remember the trip back from VA Beach when I first picked her up and she threw up in my purse? Well, that was the first and last time. Now she is the perfect pup in the car - she has her blankets, toys, and chewies in her little area in the back. She goes everywhere with me. She was meant for me, since that is exactly the pup I was looking for when I came to Sheltie rescue. I love my little girl. She continues to be the light of my life. - Sue Slawson
[Riley was adopted in August 2008 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted November 2013
Lucky Cloud
Here I am relaxing in my crate "haven" with my blankie.
Hi, I am Lucky Cloud, adopted by a really nice retired couple. I turned 10 years old last August. They treat me better than I have ever been treated in my life - so kindly that I don't know how to act sometimes.
My dad Chuck bought a nice crate to bring me home in and I adopted it as my haven. He even put it on a dolly so mom can roll me into the bedroom at bedtime and back into the living room during the day. I have an old towel, my “blankie,” which I bunch and fluff up for bed. There is also a nice foam pad so I don't have to sleep on the hard plastic. I also have a travel crate. Mom put an old pillow in it and as long as my blankie is in it, I am good to go.
When I got here I wouldn't go through the front door and down the steps, but mom worked with me and now I go in and out the door and up and down the steps. My parents are so proud of me. I have a Kitty pal, Missy; we get treats together in the morning and she sleeps on the floor by my crate. We sniff each other and get along just fine.
A year ago last fall, they took me to a car show and I was a big hit. Everyone wanted to take me home but my new parents said no way. Last May they took me to another car show in Ocean City. I stayed in the air conditioned condo during the day, but they took me to the show at night when it was cooler - again people made over me. One lady asked if she could take my picture.
I do not like the cold weather; I gained a few pounds last winter so mom walks me several times a day. Mom wipes my feet and belly after I come in when it’s wet. It’s been a year and a half in my new forever home, and I've gotten so comfortable I follow mom all over the house, lie down wherever she is, and wait till she leaves. I hope all the other NVSR adoptees have it as good as I do. Life is much better now! Lucky Cloud Roberts
[Lucky was adopted in July 2012 when he was almost 9 years old.] Posted November 2013
My dad Chuck bought a nice crate to bring me home in and I adopted it as my haven. He even put it on a dolly so mom can roll me into the bedroom at bedtime and back into the living room during the day. I have an old towel, my “blankie,” which I bunch and fluff up for bed. There is also a nice foam pad so I don't have to sleep on the hard plastic. I also have a travel crate. Mom put an old pillow in it and as long as my blankie is in it, I am good to go.
When I got here I wouldn't go through the front door and down the steps, but mom worked with me and now I go in and out the door and up and down the steps. My parents are so proud of me. I have a Kitty pal, Missy; we get treats together in the morning and she sleeps on the floor by my crate. We sniff each other and get along just fine.
A year ago last fall, they took me to a car show and I was a big hit. Everyone wanted to take me home but my new parents said no way. Last May they took me to another car show in Ocean City. I stayed in the air conditioned condo during the day, but they took me to the show at night when it was cooler - again people made over me. One lady asked if she could take my picture.
I do not like the cold weather; I gained a few pounds last winter so mom walks me several times a day. Mom wipes my feet and belly after I come in when it’s wet. It’s been a year and a half in my new forever home, and I've gotten so comfortable I follow mom all over the house, lie down wherever she is, and wait till she leaves. I hope all the other NVSR adoptees have it as good as I do. Life is much better now! Lucky Cloud Roberts
[Lucky was adopted in July 2012 when he was almost 9 years old.] Posted November 2013
Wiggles
Things are going pretty well at my forever home. I have a really big yard, two dog friends, and a nice human family. My family kept the name given to me by my foster mom because it fit me so well, although I think they would have liked to call me Yoda because I move my ears a little like he did in the Star Wars movie. In any case, I'm still Wiggles!
I get to sleep in my owner's bed every night, and she takes good care of me. We even went to some agility classes which we both enjoyed. I did have a bad habit of chasing our pony - it was just so fun - but my owner made it clear that the pony's hoofs could really hurt me so I have learned to stay clear. I also had a bad habit of chasing our vacuum cleaner but have finally figured out that it could suck me up if I didn't stop biting at it, so while I still bark from time to time, I keep my distance. We go to a big lake sometimes on vacation, and while I love my walks in the woods, I'm not a big fan of the boat or the water. I prefer to stay in the cabin and let my Lab sister, Sophie, go for rides. My other sister, Autumn the ridgeback, doesn't much like the water either so we keep each other company. I'm learning a lot.
I get to run in our big back yard and chase squirrels, catch balls, and bark at the golfers on the other side of our fence. I actually do this every morning, and it's one of my favorite things. I have a really big ball I like to push around with my nose, and I also play ball with my sisters. They are bigger than I am, but I'm really fast and sometimes I can get the ball and they can't get it back. It's really fun.
Here are some pictures so you can see some of the things I do. My owner bought me a stupid sweater to wear at Christmas time and looking at the picture, I guess I am pretty cute in it after all. Things are great here, so thank you guys at the rescue group for finding this family for me. Love from Wiggles Martin
[Wiggles was found on Halloween, fostered by NVSR, then adopted in December 2011 at 2 years old.] Posted November 2013
I get to sleep in my owner's bed every night, and she takes good care of me. We even went to some agility classes which we both enjoyed. I did have a bad habit of chasing our pony - it was just so fun - but my owner made it clear that the pony's hoofs could really hurt me so I have learned to stay clear. I also had a bad habit of chasing our vacuum cleaner but have finally figured out that it could suck me up if I didn't stop biting at it, so while I still bark from time to time, I keep my distance. We go to a big lake sometimes on vacation, and while I love my walks in the woods, I'm not a big fan of the boat or the water. I prefer to stay in the cabin and let my Lab sister, Sophie, go for rides. My other sister, Autumn the ridgeback, doesn't much like the water either so we keep each other company. I'm learning a lot.
I get to run in our big back yard and chase squirrels, catch balls, and bark at the golfers on the other side of our fence. I actually do this every morning, and it's one of my favorite things. I have a really big ball I like to push around with my nose, and I also play ball with my sisters. They are bigger than I am, but I'm really fast and sometimes I can get the ball and they can't get it back. It's really fun.
Here are some pictures so you can see some of the things I do. My owner bought me a stupid sweater to wear at Christmas time and looking at the picture, I guess I am pretty cute in it after all. Things are great here, so thank you guys at the rescue group for finding this family for me. Love from Wiggles Martin
[Wiggles was found on Halloween, fostered by NVSR, then adopted in December 2011 at 2 years old.] Posted November 2013
Triscuit
Our boy Triscuit is doing great. He is so calm now, he doesn't even bark at other dogs. When we walk and he sees other animals, I just talk to him in a very calm voice, " There's a deer, he's your friend; you're being a good boy for not barking." Now he just looks and even will whine a little to go see them. I think he is very secure now and doesn't see any of them as a threat.
When I come home and start backing down the driveway, he will run to the front window and bark until I get in the house. No matter how bad my day has been, that always brings a smile to my face.
One of our friends (who Triscuit took to right off the bat) was here petting him, and my wife called Triscuit "a little prince." Willie said, "No Sandy, in this house he is King!" We love him dearly. Thank you so much for letting us be his parents. Steve, Sandy, and Triscuit
[Triscuit was adopted in July 2010 at age 5-8 years old.] Posted November 2013
July 3, 2015: We are very sad to learn that Triscuit died of a brain tumor. His family misses him very much and loves to remember him.
When I come home and start backing down the driveway, he will run to the front window and bark until I get in the house. No matter how bad my day has been, that always brings a smile to my face.
One of our friends (who Triscuit took to right off the bat) was here petting him, and my wife called Triscuit "a little prince." Willie said, "No Sandy, in this house he is King!" We love him dearly. Thank you so much for letting us be his parents. Steve, Sandy, and Triscuit
[Triscuit was adopted in July 2010 at age 5-8 years old.] Posted November 2013
July 3, 2015: We are very sad to learn that Triscuit died of a brain tumor. His family misses him very much and loves to remember him.
Shelby
Here I am - "on board"!
To all the good folks at NVSR I want to say a great BIG thank you for helping me to find my forever home. Considering how tough it is for a senior like me - 11 when I arrived - to find a new home, these first few months have been like Heaven. I could not be happier, and each day I wake up thinking that I've hit the lottery with this family. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they're always saying that they feel as though they were the ones to hit the lottery with me but I know better......
They feed me, they walk me , they run me, they play with me, and they are always trying to dream up a reason to take me in the car with them. Hey, have you ever seen dogs in a Hallmark store or a furniture store? I get to go there!
Paul and Maria have been wonderful new parents. They don't mind that, within a day of moving in with them, I took up barking at anyone walking along the road in front of the house. And they even highly approve of me going all "Cujo" when someone dares to ring the doorbell. They give me free run of the entire house day and night, but I haven't told them that isn't really necessary because all I really want to do is be with them. At night I fall sleep in my own bed under a card table on one side of the master bedroom right across from Paul's side of the bed, then move to a bay window by Maria later on before she wakes up. They each think that I am their dog. Boy, do I have them eating out of my paw!
After I came here in August, we stayed close to home at first. But then came the new experience of boating - they planned a couple of cruises over to Maryland. What a new experience that was for me! At first I paced circles around the coffee tables but then settled down with them to watch some movies that first night at the dock and even slept at the side of their bed like at home. Everything was fine....or so I thought.
You see, I had never heard or felt a couple of big block diesels crank up underneath me until that happened the next morning when we left to go across the Potomac. But since Paul and Maria were right next to me and they weren't concerned in the least by all the racket, I wasn't going to be all scared.....like some fuzzy, freaked out cat or something. So I plopped down and slept most of the trip. Once we got to our destination, they took me out into the manicured grass fields to chase a soccer ball for as long as I wanted. Later I met all of their friends and some new folks and had a blast for the entire trip. The return voyage was no big deal; I'm just an old salt, you know. As a matter of fact I think that I'll grow a beard, get an old Meerschaum pipe and a little black cap to wear when we're aboard....
I look forward to each new day here and am excited that I will meet their daughter and the extended family at Christmas. It is such a great feeling to know that I am truly at home now and have two loving owners who cherish each day with me and shower me with affection. I am blessed indeed and will have much for which to be thankful on Thanksgiving this year. Oh, did I mention that they just sort of invited me along with them for that?
Thank you, again, NVSR from the depths of my heart. I am one very grateful Sheltie. Love to everybody from Shelby Koenig
[Shelby was adopted in July 2013 at 11 years young.] Posted November 2013
They feed me, they walk me , they run me, they play with me, and they are always trying to dream up a reason to take me in the car with them. Hey, have you ever seen dogs in a Hallmark store or a furniture store? I get to go there!
Paul and Maria have been wonderful new parents. They don't mind that, within a day of moving in with them, I took up barking at anyone walking along the road in front of the house. And they even highly approve of me going all "Cujo" when someone dares to ring the doorbell. They give me free run of the entire house day and night, but I haven't told them that isn't really necessary because all I really want to do is be with them. At night I fall sleep in my own bed under a card table on one side of the master bedroom right across from Paul's side of the bed, then move to a bay window by Maria later on before she wakes up. They each think that I am their dog. Boy, do I have them eating out of my paw!
After I came here in August, we stayed close to home at first. But then came the new experience of boating - they planned a couple of cruises over to Maryland. What a new experience that was for me! At first I paced circles around the coffee tables but then settled down with them to watch some movies that first night at the dock and even slept at the side of their bed like at home. Everything was fine....or so I thought.
You see, I had never heard or felt a couple of big block diesels crank up underneath me until that happened the next morning when we left to go across the Potomac. But since Paul and Maria were right next to me and they weren't concerned in the least by all the racket, I wasn't going to be all scared.....like some fuzzy, freaked out cat or something. So I plopped down and slept most of the trip. Once we got to our destination, they took me out into the manicured grass fields to chase a soccer ball for as long as I wanted. Later I met all of their friends and some new folks and had a blast for the entire trip. The return voyage was no big deal; I'm just an old salt, you know. As a matter of fact I think that I'll grow a beard, get an old Meerschaum pipe and a little black cap to wear when we're aboard....
I look forward to each new day here and am excited that I will meet their daughter and the extended family at Christmas. It is such a great feeling to know that I am truly at home now and have two loving owners who cherish each day with me and shower me with affection. I am blessed indeed and will have much for which to be thankful on Thanksgiving this year. Oh, did I mention that they just sort of invited me along with them for that?
Thank you, again, NVSR from the depths of my heart. I am one very grateful Sheltie. Love to everybody from Shelby Koenig
[Shelby was adopted in July 2013 at 11 years young.] Posted November 2013
Tartan
Happy Halloween to my fellow Shelties and NVSR friends! This is Tartan here.
The good folks at NVSR took me in after I spent my first 8 or 9 years in an Arkansas puppy mill. Very soon afterwards I was taken in by my forever family, where I have very happily spent the last year and a half. My family calls me "Tartan the Brave." Let me explain why. This September I was diagnosed with cancer and within a couple of days I became what people call a "Tripawd." They amputated my right foreleg and shoulder. The day after the surgery I surprised my family by being up and walking (well, actually more like hopping). You would be surprised how quickly I adjusted. I go up and down stairs, trot around the yard, and do pretty much everything I used to. I have met several other "tri's" and we are all happy and active.
I've had three chemotherapy sessions so far and the oncologist says I am doing very well. For my October chemo I surprised the veterinary hospital (The Hope Center in Vienna) by showing up in my pirate costume. Well, this is a big three story practice with a lot of veterinarians, vet techs, and patients. I felt like a rock star! Everyone had their cell phones out taking my photo! The oncology doctor told my family that staff members were in and out all morning taking photos and that I had brightened their day. They even took me trick or treating in every office on the three floors. When my family came to get me it seemed like the entire staff at the Hope Center came out to say goodbye and take more pictures of me. They all called me "T'arrrrgh'tan the Brave." They gave us a framed photo of me in costume, and they also made me an orange Hope Center bandana that someone added a pumpkin and bats to, and with Glitter wrote "Happy Halloween, Tartan." The oncologist was very pleased with my progress, and told us that he and the staff loved the way that we had "embraced the amputation" and took such a positive approach.
So Happy Halloween! I hope to see some of you at the Reston Town Center event this year. T'arrrrrgh'tan Vollbrecht
[Tartan was adopted in April 2012 at 9 years old.] Posted on Halloween, 2013
Sad news - On June 1, 2014, Tartan left his family, succombing to cancer. Here's what his family said: We lost our beloved Tartan this afternoon. He was such a brave boy, such a great friend to Larado, and such a loving companion to Kathy and me. He went very peacefully, and Larado, who never shows affection, stayed with him the whole time. Tartan, ever happy and hoppy, tail always wagging, barking his way down the stairs in the morning, always ready for a chin rub or a scratch of his torn and bedraggled ears, making so many people happy with his Tarrrrrgh-tan the Brave pirate costume, we shall miss you dearly. - the Vollbrechts
The good folks at NVSR took me in after I spent my first 8 or 9 years in an Arkansas puppy mill. Very soon afterwards I was taken in by my forever family, where I have very happily spent the last year and a half. My family calls me "Tartan the Brave." Let me explain why. This September I was diagnosed with cancer and within a couple of days I became what people call a "Tripawd." They amputated my right foreleg and shoulder. The day after the surgery I surprised my family by being up and walking (well, actually more like hopping). You would be surprised how quickly I adjusted. I go up and down stairs, trot around the yard, and do pretty much everything I used to. I have met several other "tri's" and we are all happy and active.
I've had three chemotherapy sessions so far and the oncologist says I am doing very well. For my October chemo I surprised the veterinary hospital (The Hope Center in Vienna) by showing up in my pirate costume. Well, this is a big three story practice with a lot of veterinarians, vet techs, and patients. I felt like a rock star! Everyone had their cell phones out taking my photo! The oncology doctor told my family that staff members were in and out all morning taking photos and that I had brightened their day. They even took me trick or treating in every office on the three floors. When my family came to get me it seemed like the entire staff at the Hope Center came out to say goodbye and take more pictures of me. They all called me "T'arrrrgh'tan the Brave." They gave us a framed photo of me in costume, and they also made me an orange Hope Center bandana that someone added a pumpkin and bats to, and with Glitter wrote "Happy Halloween, Tartan." The oncologist was very pleased with my progress, and told us that he and the staff loved the way that we had "embraced the amputation" and took such a positive approach.
So Happy Halloween! I hope to see some of you at the Reston Town Center event this year. T'arrrrrgh'tan Vollbrecht
[Tartan was adopted in April 2012 at 9 years old.] Posted on Halloween, 2013
Sad news - On June 1, 2014, Tartan left his family, succombing to cancer. Here's what his family said: We lost our beloved Tartan this afternoon. He was such a brave boy, such a great friend to Larado, and such a loving companion to Kathy and me. He went very peacefully, and Larado, who never shows affection, stayed with him the whole time. Tartan, ever happy and hoppy, tail always wagging, barking his way down the stairs in the morning, always ready for a chin rub or a scratch of his torn and bedraggled ears, making so many people happy with his Tarrrrrgh-tan the Brave pirate costume, we shall miss you dearly. - the Vollbrechts
Sadie
Sadie is doing great! She thankfully, continues to be healthy. She is active and loves to be with me. She is like Sheltie "Velcro" and follows me from room to room. I resigned from my job at the start of summer, so she has been busy following the kids and me around, which has seriously interrupted her nap schedule! But she wouldn't have it any other way. We are looking forward to the end of the month when dogs are permitted back on the beach, so she can go to our beach condo instead of staying with her grandmom. We will not be able to attend the picnic since it is Sunfest weekend at the beach and will be heading there.
Here's a photo of Andrew and Sadie; he had just turned four when we adopted her in 2007. He really loves her and if we are away for a weekend, he talks about getting home to her with a countdown to how many hours before he sees his Sadie. He has many pet names for her and lots of pictures on his iPod of her, more than the rest of us combined--lol!
Thanks to NVSR for all you all do! Fawn Torcisi
[Sadie was adopted in June 2007 when she was 4 years old, just like Michael.] Posted October 2013
Here's a photo of Andrew and Sadie; he had just turned four when we adopted her in 2007. He really loves her and if we are away for a weekend, he talks about getting home to her with a countdown to how many hours before he sees his Sadie. He has many pet names for her and lots of pictures on his iPod of her, more than the rest of us combined--lol!
Thanks to NVSR for all you all do! Fawn Torcisi
[Sadie was adopted in June 2007 when she was 4 years old, just like Michael.] Posted October 2013
Mariah
Mariah is doing great. We get our share of rain but mostly just chilly misty gray days, and Mariah loves those. She always hated the thunder and lightning that came with rain in Virginia. We go to Hawaii most years in the winter for a week or two of sunlight. It does make a difference!
I saw the pictures of the picnic and it looked like a blast! Mariah has a lot of dog friends here, especially a corgi that lives a few roads over. She's pretty happy to sniff any dog that comes by, but with the right dogs she'll work very hard to get them to play chase with her. She's approaching 9 years old and still acts like a puppy sometimes!
A farm near here does herding classes with real sheep. A group of us took our Shelties there to test them for herding ability. Some of the Shelties were just amazing -- they got in the pen with their person and three sheep and immediately knew what to do. However, Mariah was not one of those. She looked like she was having a great time, and when I called her she'd always come running over happily -- but she had a lot more interest in sniffing the sheep poop than herding sheep. Here are photos of our fun day.
Mariah has realized that any time someone says "beautiful" or "pretty" around her, they're probably talking about her -- so she'll turn around and walk up to them. She seems to think "Beautiful" is a nickname everyone knows for her. Keith and Susan Moffatt
[Mariah was adopted in June 2011 at age 6 and now lives in Washington State. We don't think she gets to go to Hawaii with her parents.] Posted October 2013
I saw the pictures of the picnic and it looked like a blast! Mariah has a lot of dog friends here, especially a corgi that lives a few roads over. She's pretty happy to sniff any dog that comes by, but with the right dogs she'll work very hard to get them to play chase with her. She's approaching 9 years old and still acts like a puppy sometimes!
A farm near here does herding classes with real sheep. A group of us took our Shelties there to test them for herding ability. Some of the Shelties were just amazing -- they got in the pen with their person and three sheep and immediately knew what to do. However, Mariah was not one of those. She looked like she was having a great time, and when I called her she'd always come running over happily -- but she had a lot more interest in sniffing the sheep poop than herding sheep. Here are photos of our fun day.
Mariah has realized that any time someone says "beautiful" or "pretty" around her, they're probably talking about her -- so she'll turn around and walk up to them. She seems to think "Beautiful" is a nickname everyone knows for her. Keith and Susan Moffatt
[Mariah was adopted in June 2011 at age 6 and now lives in Washington State. We don't think she gets to go to Hawaii with her parents.] Posted October 2013
Cody & Sasha
Cody is doing great and it feels as if he has always been with us! He bonded immediately with Sasha (adopted from NVSR last November). They play chase most mornings and then settle in to watch the comings and goings in the neighborhood ... this translates to barking like the aliens are invading at every jogger, trash truck, school bus, bicyclist, and skateboarder. Then, it is time to go to the dog park where Sasha is the official greeter and has to go to everyone to get a pat on the head ... she is so self-confident and is not in the least bit reserved like most Shelties. Cody, on the other hand, lives to run with the big dogs, and the park is over 2 acres so he has plenty of room. He can usually be found running with the boxers, huskies, or the retrievers, and he really gives them a run for their money. More than one person has commented on how he "runs like the wind". It is really amazing to watch him go ... he almost, not quite, beat out a greyhound! Then, he will sleep for 1-2 blessed hours before it is time to terrorize the squirrels, birds, or butterflies in the garden. We can play fetch for hours without tiring out this guy! But, every night at about 8 pm, he collapses onto his bed and sleeps until 7 the next morning. Watching him sleep, it is hard to believe he is the same bundle of energy from the day time.
I can't imagine our life with out these two wonderful dogs. Our lives have been enriched in so many ways. Many, many thanks for all that everyone in NVSR does for these amazing dogs! Both Sasha and Cody want me to pass on a doggie "Hello" to Tuck Rogers and Angus and Hamish! I am forever grateful for the day she called me to say she had the perfect companion for Sasha....she was right! Click here for a video of Sasha and Cody playing with a Kong stick! Watch for that "two on a stick" move. Carole Humphrey
[Sasha (tri) was adopted in November 2012 at 4 years old. Cody (sable) was adopted in February 2013 at 2 years old.] Posted October 2013
I can't imagine our life with out these two wonderful dogs. Our lives have been enriched in so many ways. Many, many thanks for all that everyone in NVSR does for these amazing dogs! Both Sasha and Cody want me to pass on a doggie "Hello" to Tuck Rogers and Angus and Hamish! I am forever grateful for the day she called me to say she had the perfect companion for Sasha....she was right! Click here for a video of Sasha and Cody playing with a Kong stick! Watch for that "two on a stick" move. Carole Humphrey
[Sasha (tri) was adopted in November 2012 at 4 years old. Cody (sable) was adopted in February 2013 at 2 years old.] Posted October 2013
Flynn
Here is our boy Flynn. He's well, happy, very sweet, and is the center of our home. He came to us with separation anxiety but with training and advice from a vet who has Shelties of her own and with a consistent environment and schedule, Flynn is doing much better. He still dislikes big white trucks and parking lots, but he loves our neighbors and enjoys seeing and interacting with them. He has become friendly with some dogs in the neighborhood.
On our walks, he does not bark or chase squirrels, cats, or deer. He has appointed himself the house watchdog and has to have the best hearing of all the dogs we have had. He immediately alerts us if someone is approaching our front door. He even recognizes our cars and those of our neighbors first by sound and then by sight! Most important of all, because we are retired and are at home, Flynn gets lots of attention. One of his favorite games is Hide and Seek which he wins all the time by finding me wherever I hide in the house. He has lots of toys which somehow wind up all over the front foyer and family room. If only we could get him to put them away! However, he does share his toys with our granddaughters when they come to visit. And they call him "our boy Flynn." Thanks to NVSR and Melinda Hall for finding and taking care of Flynn who we love very much. Millie Cruz-Fridman
[Flynn was adopted in June 2011 at 2-3 years old.] Posted October 2013
On our walks, he does not bark or chase squirrels, cats, or deer. He has appointed himself the house watchdog and has to have the best hearing of all the dogs we have had. He immediately alerts us if someone is approaching our front door. He even recognizes our cars and those of our neighbors first by sound and then by sight! Most important of all, because we are retired and are at home, Flynn gets lots of attention. One of his favorite games is Hide and Seek which he wins all the time by finding me wherever I hide in the house. He has lots of toys which somehow wind up all over the front foyer and family room. If only we could get him to put them away! However, he does share his toys with our granddaughters when they come to visit. And they call him "our boy Flynn." Thanks to NVSR and Melinda Hall for finding and taking care of Flynn who we love very much. Millie Cruz-Fridman
[Flynn was adopted in June 2011 at 2-3 years old.] Posted October 2013
Farrah
Farrah is doing great! She is a feisty little thing and quite vocal. She detests motorcycles, trucks, vans, and loud cars and just has to bark them out of her territory. She gets quite energetic in her barking and managed to take out one section of screen porch. So we have had to install vinyl lattice all around the porch! She also hates and attacks lawnmowers and vacuum cleaners, so has to go in "time out" whenever they appear!
We have started her in agility, and she is going to be super fast if we can ever get her to focus her energy and listen to me! She thinks it is more fun to run her own course! I am attaching the photo I took of her at the picnic. She enjoyed the picnic but got tired of waiting for a chance to get out of the x-pen and explore. We love her dearly and are so glad she is part of our family. Mary and Everett Mounts
[Farrah was adopted in March 2013 at 4 years old.] Posted October 2013
We have started her in agility, and she is going to be super fast if we can ever get her to focus her energy and listen to me! She thinks it is more fun to run her own course! I am attaching the photo I took of her at the picnic. She enjoyed the picnic but got tired of waiting for a chance to get out of the x-pen and explore. We love her dearly and are so glad she is part of our family. Mary and Everett Mounts
[Farrah was adopted in March 2013 at 4 years old.] Posted October 2013
Jimmy & Sadie
Jimmy, top, and Sadie, bottom
There is as much difference between Sadie and Jimmy as between night and day, black and white, hot and cold, etc. Jimmy is my little angel without wings, has a bubbly personality, dances in circles when he thinks he’s going to get a treat, bounces up and down the steps like a rubber ball – for a 10 year old dog he has the energy of a puppy. When Jimmy got here he just walked in, looked around, took over and never looked back. It was his new home, he made no apologies to anyone, just took control.
Sadie is my elegant, graceful lady. She likes to lie on her back and roll around on the floor but other than that, she is very quiet. She is coming out of her shell, so in time she will be more personable. She is very sweet, and I see big changes in her every day. Sadie is lying on the floor here while I write this, and Jimmy is upstairs where I’m cooking chicken and he can smell it. Jimmy doesn’t eat his food, he inhales it. But Sadie is a delicate lady, she grazes. She takes a few pieces from the bowl, drops them on the floor, eats them, walks around, and eventually goes back to the bowl for another bite. Once she is completely comfortable she will give Jimmy a run for his money on the food.
I wanted a companion for Jimmy and wanted an older dog, concerned that a younger dog would annoy Jimmy. Well so much for that thought. Jimmy aggravates the devil out of Sadie, or at least he tried. Sadie growled at him, he said, “yes ma'am,” turned around, and hasn’t bothered her since. I hope once she is settled in they will enjoy each others company more. Jimmy is easy to walk. We walk down the road between the soybean fields; Jimmy usually on my right and Sadie on my left. But, if Jimmy sees something on the left and changes sides, so does Sadie. Maybe she doesn’t want to be crowed by a little bouncing fur ball. Can’t blame a girl for that! When it’s time to go outside Jimmy shoots out the door like a rocket while Sadie strolls out as though she were out for a leisurely Sunday afternoon walk through the park.
I have bathed Jimmy, it’s a piece of cake, but didn’t want to tackle trying to bathe Sadie. I’m adventurous but not crazy, so they both went to be groomed. They are gorgeous, of course. Jimmy was easy to work with, doesn’t even mind the dryer, but I wasn’t sure about Sadie. As it turned out, they are both little troopers, good as gold. Even Sadie didn’t mind the dryer.
So as you can see, I am assembling an assisted living center for senior Shelties. We senior citizens have to stick together. Jimmy and Sadie are wonderful, lots of fun, and better behaved than any child I know, including my own grandchildren. We have lots of adventures ahead of us; I’m looking forward to the journey. Charlotte Laughlin
[Jimmy was adopted in May 2013 at age 10, more or less. Sadie was adopted in September 2013 at 13 years old.] Posted October 2013
Sadie is my elegant, graceful lady. She likes to lie on her back and roll around on the floor but other than that, she is very quiet. She is coming out of her shell, so in time she will be more personable. She is very sweet, and I see big changes in her every day. Sadie is lying on the floor here while I write this, and Jimmy is upstairs where I’m cooking chicken and he can smell it. Jimmy doesn’t eat his food, he inhales it. But Sadie is a delicate lady, she grazes. She takes a few pieces from the bowl, drops them on the floor, eats them, walks around, and eventually goes back to the bowl for another bite. Once she is completely comfortable she will give Jimmy a run for his money on the food.
I wanted a companion for Jimmy and wanted an older dog, concerned that a younger dog would annoy Jimmy. Well so much for that thought. Jimmy aggravates the devil out of Sadie, or at least he tried. Sadie growled at him, he said, “yes ma'am,” turned around, and hasn’t bothered her since. I hope once she is settled in they will enjoy each others company more. Jimmy is easy to walk. We walk down the road between the soybean fields; Jimmy usually on my right and Sadie on my left. But, if Jimmy sees something on the left and changes sides, so does Sadie. Maybe she doesn’t want to be crowed by a little bouncing fur ball. Can’t blame a girl for that! When it’s time to go outside Jimmy shoots out the door like a rocket while Sadie strolls out as though she were out for a leisurely Sunday afternoon walk through the park.
I have bathed Jimmy, it’s a piece of cake, but didn’t want to tackle trying to bathe Sadie. I’m adventurous but not crazy, so they both went to be groomed. They are gorgeous, of course. Jimmy was easy to work with, doesn’t even mind the dryer, but I wasn’t sure about Sadie. As it turned out, they are both little troopers, good as gold. Even Sadie didn’t mind the dryer.
So as you can see, I am assembling an assisted living center for senior Shelties. We senior citizens have to stick together. Jimmy and Sadie are wonderful, lots of fun, and better behaved than any child I know, including my own grandchildren. We have lots of adventures ahead of us; I’m looking forward to the journey. Charlotte Laughlin
[Jimmy was adopted in May 2013 at age 10, more or less. Sadie was adopted in September 2013 at 13 years old.] Posted October 2013
Sophie
Thank you for checking on me. I am doing great, and my new family really loves and spoils me all of the time. My new brother Toby and I get along great, and we play a lot. This is "my" chair where I can sit and watch the bird feeder and the squirrels. Did I mention "spoiled?" Toby and I are looking forward to seeing all of the other Shelties at the picnic. Love from Sophie Miller-Fry
[Sophie (originally "Maybe," but Sophie is a much better name) was adopted in March 2013 at 1 1/2 years old. ]
Posted September 2013
Jessie Belle
Mom’s been working on deadline and hogging the computer. I’m grabbing it while I can to let you know life is good.
We have really enjoyed the two most recent Spins. Mom shared the grooming article (and the great photo) with a couple friends who also have Shelties, and I particularly appreciated the article on motion sickness.
My friend Xena isn’t able to go on our morning walks anymore. She has arthritis, a hip problem, a couple bad discs in her back, and 12 years of birthdays now. But that doesn’t stop us from getting together. One day when the weather was cool and sunny, we did a picnic at a local park. Of course, Xena and her humom mostly lolled on a blanket on the grass while Mom and I took a walk by the lake. But we ALL had a great time. I also sometimes keep Xena company on Saturday mornings at her house for a couple hours while our humoms go to the farmer’s market. Mom drives me over there (4 blocks) as part of my “therapy” for car sickness, so I have pleasant, short trips to build up my confidence that car rides are not to be feared.
Pyro, the #@!% cat, is his usual self. Totally into galactic domination, not unconditional love. But he does enjoy licking me about the face quite a bit lately. When I’ve had enough of that I just walk away from him. Love from Jessie Belle Herbert
[Jessie Belle was adopted in June 2009 when she was 2-4 years old.] Posted September 2013
We have really enjoyed the two most recent Spins. Mom shared the grooming article (and the great photo) with a couple friends who also have Shelties, and I particularly appreciated the article on motion sickness.
My friend Xena isn’t able to go on our morning walks anymore. She has arthritis, a hip problem, a couple bad discs in her back, and 12 years of birthdays now. But that doesn’t stop us from getting together. One day when the weather was cool and sunny, we did a picnic at a local park. Of course, Xena and her humom mostly lolled on a blanket on the grass while Mom and I took a walk by the lake. But we ALL had a great time. I also sometimes keep Xena company on Saturday mornings at her house for a couple hours while our humoms go to the farmer’s market. Mom drives me over there (4 blocks) as part of my “therapy” for car sickness, so I have pleasant, short trips to build up my confidence that car rides are not to be feared.
Pyro, the #@!% cat, is his usual self. Totally into galactic domination, not unconditional love. But he does enjoy licking me about the face quite a bit lately. When I’ve had enough of that I just walk away from him. Love from Jessie Belle Herbert
[Jessie Belle was adopted in June 2009 when she was 2-4 years old.] Posted September 2013
Bella
Bella is doing great! Here are Bailey and Bella’s Christmas picture and one of Bella at the NVSR picnic in September. Bailey is camera shy, but Bella always has a smile on her face! We are so pleased and blessed that she chose us as her forever family. Playing and being a normal dog was foreign to her when she came to us, but she has come a long way in six months. She loves walks - if I'm putting on my tennis shoes, she starts dancing and twirling. She is very attached to me, but has started inching her way to John (when he has food). Every once in a while she will play with a toy and some with Bailey. If I am not paying attention to her, she will give me a couple of scratches on the back of the leg to get my attention. She loves my attention and wants to interact with me all the time.
The other night I heard her trying to “talk” a little bit but have not heard her since. Bailey is our talker, and I don’t mean barking, he actually sounds like he is trying to talk to us. I guess she will leave the talking to him. She started playing “tag” with me in the back yard this week, of course she always wins (she is so fast). This week she starts her obedience training, and I know that she is going to excel. She is so smart and has such a playful sweet spirit. -- The McGregor Family
[Bella was adopted in June 2013 at 4 years old.] Updated January 2014
The other night I heard her trying to “talk” a little bit but have not heard her since. Bailey is our talker, and I don’t mean barking, he actually sounds like he is trying to talk to us. I guess she will leave the talking to him. She started playing “tag” with me in the back yard this week, of course she always wins (she is so fast). This week she starts her obedience training, and I know that she is going to excel. She is so smart and has such a playful sweet spirit. -- The McGregor Family
[Bella was adopted in June 2013 at 4 years old.] Updated January 2014
Keller (the Sheltie formerly called "Sparky")
Keller on adoption day.
First and foremost, no story about
Keller can start without first thanking Donna and David Martin for fostering him. We know how much they
miss him, not just because they invested so much in him, but because he is a
truly kind creature.
Now before I get carried away with stories of how wonderful he is (he is), I should remind all of you that he is also a toddler with the temperament of a teenager. As with most teenagers, he respects only what is cool (parents never are) and instead focuses all his adoration and affection on his older brother – Watson (our 8yo Sheltie). I would have said ‘big brother’, but within 10 days of arriving Keller went from being an inch shorter to an inch taller. It would be a gross understatement to say the two of them have bonded in a way that super-glue would be proud to call its own!
So who is Keller? Well, we’re still learning, loving, discovering, and understanding him better. He’s supposed to be a Sheltie, but at the rate he’s growing, we wonder if he’s actually a Collie in disguise. Regardless, he’s a wonderfully natured member of the family. He loves to carry his own leash when he goes for walks, often grabbing hold of Watson's too and taking all of us for a stroll. He’s fascinated by bugs and loves to pick up grass which he immediately tosses away. (If only I could train him to concentrate on crabgrass.) He’s super smart and even though he is deaf, he has a very keen sense of everyone’s mood. He is chatty, forever having conversations with whoever is willing to listen, and he also knows how to suck up with lots and lots of kisses whenever he’s misbehaved.
Every evening, we experience the calm before the 7:30-9:00 storm. Regardless of his daily activity levels, by mid evening, he transforms (as if six cups of coffee were consumed), demanding a thorough play session. When he’s finally satisfied, he will walk around, throw himself down, get up, move around, collapse again, get up, down, up, down, up – until he’s found the perfect spot, whereupon he becomes dead to the world (just like a child).
Last November we lost our beloved Sherlock. He was one of those once-in-a-lifetime companions. It took Susan and me almost a year before we felt able to find a new companion. Just like people, each dog comes with his or her own personality and mannerisms, which is why Keller has spooked us a little in how alike to Sherlock he is. It’s hard to describe without sounding too "out there," but between his kindness, intelligence, and love of life, we once again feel complete. -- Emanuel Guerreiro
[Keller was adopted in August 2013 when he was 10 weeks old.] Posted September 2013
Now before I get carried away with stories of how wonderful he is (he is), I should remind all of you that he is also a toddler with the temperament of a teenager. As with most teenagers, he respects only what is cool (parents never are) and instead focuses all his adoration and affection on his older brother – Watson (our 8yo Sheltie). I would have said ‘big brother’, but within 10 days of arriving Keller went from being an inch shorter to an inch taller. It would be a gross understatement to say the two of them have bonded in a way that super-glue would be proud to call its own!
So who is Keller? Well, we’re still learning, loving, discovering, and understanding him better. He’s supposed to be a Sheltie, but at the rate he’s growing, we wonder if he’s actually a Collie in disguise. Regardless, he’s a wonderfully natured member of the family. He loves to carry his own leash when he goes for walks, often grabbing hold of Watson's too and taking all of us for a stroll. He’s fascinated by bugs and loves to pick up grass which he immediately tosses away. (If only I could train him to concentrate on crabgrass.) He’s super smart and even though he is deaf, he has a very keen sense of everyone’s mood. He is chatty, forever having conversations with whoever is willing to listen, and he also knows how to suck up with lots and lots of kisses whenever he’s misbehaved.
Every evening, we experience the calm before the 7:30-9:00 storm. Regardless of his daily activity levels, by mid evening, he transforms (as if six cups of coffee were consumed), demanding a thorough play session. When he’s finally satisfied, he will walk around, throw himself down, get up, move around, collapse again, get up, down, up, down, up – until he’s found the perfect spot, whereupon he becomes dead to the world (just like a child).
Last November we lost our beloved Sherlock. He was one of those once-in-a-lifetime companions. It took Susan and me almost a year before we felt able to find a new companion. Just like people, each dog comes with his or her own personality and mannerisms, which is why Keller has spooked us a little in how alike to Sherlock he is. It’s hard to describe without sounding too "out there," but between his kindness, intelligence, and love of life, we once again feel complete. -- Emanuel Guerreiro
[Keller was adopted in August 2013 when he was 10 weeks old.] Posted September 2013
Rocky
There is a true love affair going on here between us and Rocky. He is a very special boy, and we are very happy and fortunate to have him. He had some issues with allergies when we first got him which manifested in ear infections and hot spots, but after much analysis with our long time trusted vet we figured out it was food allergies. Rocky went on a special food diet, and all of his issues have cleared up. He is a very happy boy now.
He is very loving and playful and we get him lots of exercise. Rocky filled a very big void after we lost Brandy our Sheltie of 14 years.
We look forward to the picnic in September and having Rocky lead the parade!
Here are some nice pictures for you!
Larry & Anne Hoffman
[Rocky was adopted in September 2012 (at the 2012 picnic!) at age 8 years.] Posted August 2013
Sad news on September 17, 2014: Rocky died of cancer, much too soon. He was very much loved by his family, and they miss him every day.
Fred & Laila
I am doing great! I love my new home and my Sheltie brother, Fred (he is also from NVSR). My mom says I am very well behaved in public and in the car. I have been on quite a few outings to PetSmart, the vet for a checkup, and to Barrel Oak Winery to see my foster mom, Jenni.
My new home has a lot of activity so I am rarely bored. My dad works from home most of the time, and my mom takes Fred and me for a walk every night. (We don't allow her to forget or just sit on the couch like a potato.) And I always look forward to mealtime and treats. I am very attached to my human brothers, David and Joshua. They play with me especially if I bring them one of my toys. I like doing whatever everyone else is doing, so I fit in everywhere.
Here is a picture of Fred and me on the first night in my new home. And that other picture is of me after I got my hair done at PetSmart. The bows were a little girly for me but everyone liked them.
Thanks for checking on me and taking care of me when I needed a home. I hope my previous family knows that I am ok and that I am loved. Fred and I plan to come to the Sheltie picnic in September. We can't wait to see everyone! Love, Laila Meade
[Laila was adopted in November 2012 at age 4. Fred was adopted in November 2009 at age 7.] Posted August 2013
We're sorry to report that Fred passed away July 2014, leaving behind a sad family and a very sad Laila.
My new home has a lot of activity so I am rarely bored. My dad works from home most of the time, and my mom takes Fred and me for a walk every night. (We don't allow her to forget or just sit on the couch like a potato.) And I always look forward to mealtime and treats. I am very attached to my human brothers, David and Joshua. They play with me especially if I bring them one of my toys. I like doing whatever everyone else is doing, so I fit in everywhere.
Here is a picture of Fred and me on the first night in my new home. And that other picture is of me after I got my hair done at PetSmart. The bows were a little girly for me but everyone liked them.
Thanks for checking on me and taking care of me when I needed a home. I hope my previous family knows that I am ok and that I am loved. Fred and I plan to come to the Sheltie picnic in September. We can't wait to see everyone! Love, Laila Meade
[Laila was adopted in November 2012 at age 4. Fred was adopted in November 2009 at age 7.] Posted August 2013
We're sorry to report that Fred passed away July 2014, leaving behind a sad family and a very sad Laila.
Bonnie
This is Bonnie checking in with all the wonderful NVSR people who rescued me from my previous frightful life and found me a forever home. I started my new life with a very kind and helpful couple, Barb and Bob in the beautiful little town of Purcellville, Virginia. They cared for me and showed me it was okay to experience life in ways I never knew. I felt safe, loved, and happy for the first time ever. We had a family meeting one night about my possible move to place they called a "forever" home. The man Aunt Barb and Uncle Bob told me about came to our house one day for a visit. He seemed okay, but I gave him the once-over at a safe distance. After a short while the man put his hand down beside the chair with a small piece of cake. I took that as an invitation to come closer to check out the cake and to smell him, too. I stayed by our visitor in the hope that more cake would follow. It did, but the human also began to gently pet me under my chin and on my back, which felt good. We walked down into the back yard so I could show off a bit and play with our visitor. He seemed to enjoy my company and didn't do anything that scared me. When we went back into the house our visitor massaged my back (how relaxing!) and looked at me with a sense of real affection and caring. Well, soon, we all discussed how I might like to move to that "forever" home. I was a bit afraid, but the visitor seemed safe and I could tell he honestly liked me (who wouldn't like a blonde with gorgeous amber eyes!). Aunt Barb was upset and she hugged me for a long time.
We rode for a very long time, crossed a huge bridge across a thing called a Chesapeake Bay, finally arriving at my new home. What a welcome! I met 5 Sheltie family members and my new human Mom. We sniffed and walked around one another making sure all questions were answered before any playtime. Everybody showed me the play yard, where the potty was located and the like. I began to feel less worried since I saw how happy the other Shelties were in their home.
I have a new bed beside my Dad's, my own bowl, and lots of play time with my new family. I'm no longer afraid to go through doorways. Life is full of good new experiences. Each day we go into our play yard to exercise and generally be silly, run around and have fun (Mom or Dad are always with us when we are outside). Sometimes we work on our manners, other times we just play ball and chase one another. I believe at this point I have almost fully trained my forever family in just about all a girl's needs. That's my new life on the Eastern Shore. I am loved, safe, and totally cared for in ways that I had never known (spoiled if the truth be told). I hope all of you who are yet to be adopted find and choose such a forever family. Many wet kisses to everyone. Bonnie Bauer
[Bonnie was adopted in December 2012 at 3-4 years old.] Posted August 2013
We rode for a very long time, crossed a huge bridge across a thing called a Chesapeake Bay, finally arriving at my new home. What a welcome! I met 5 Sheltie family members and my new human Mom. We sniffed and walked around one another making sure all questions were answered before any playtime. Everybody showed me the play yard, where the potty was located and the like. I began to feel less worried since I saw how happy the other Shelties were in their home.
I have a new bed beside my Dad's, my own bowl, and lots of play time with my new family. I'm no longer afraid to go through doorways. Life is full of good new experiences. Each day we go into our play yard to exercise and generally be silly, run around and have fun (Mom or Dad are always with us when we are outside). Sometimes we work on our manners, other times we just play ball and chase one another. I believe at this point I have almost fully trained my forever family in just about all a girl's needs. That's my new life on the Eastern Shore. I am loved, safe, and totally cared for in ways that I had never known (spoiled if the truth be told). I hope all of you who are yet to be adopted find and choose such a forever family. Many wet kisses to everyone. Bonnie Bauer
[Bonnie was adopted in December 2012 at 3-4 years old.] Posted August 2013
Imus
Hi, all my NVSR friends! I was just sitting in the yard with my mom and sister Moxie so I asked Mom to take a picture for you and show you how healthy and happy I look. Home is great and my new family is shaping up well with my intensive work with them. They love to throw toys for me, and my sis loves to play chase each evening. It is a lot of work to keep them occupied. They insist on regular grooming and - between you and me - I have come to enjoy the rubs, brushes, and clean smell. I hope you enjoy my "portrait!" Thanks so much for helping me to find my furever home! Imus Webb
[Imus was adopted in October 2012 at age 6 years.] Posted August 2013
Charley
I asked my Mom to send you this picture of me, Mom, Dad, and my new little brother Grayson. He will come to live with us in about a month. We ride in the car most every day, either running errands or grabbing an afternoon pick-me-up. My folks will sometimes share a French fry with me, but not many as I'm on a special diet and exercise program. I've lost a pound or two and would like to continue the trend as I've overheard a couple of my neighbors mention that I look pretty "well fed." I do look forward to meals, I confess. Food is my guilty pleasure.
Love my yard - private, thick green grass, lots of bushes, and a couple of bird feeders which are sometimes scary because so many birds drop by for dinner and they invade my space. :<) Thanks for your interest and I hope you have a great summer. Please stay in touch.
Love and wet sloppy kisses,
Charley Mollard
[Charley was adopted in February 2013 at 6 years old.] Posted August 2013
Love my yard - private, thick green grass, lots of bushes, and a couple of bird feeders which are sometimes scary because so many birds drop by for dinner and they invade my space. :<) Thanks for your interest and I hope you have a great summer. Please stay in touch.
Love and wet sloppy kisses,
Charley Mollard
[Charley was adopted in February 2013 at 6 years old.] Posted August 2013
Jonathan
Jonathan enjoying his morning "lap time."
Jonathan, who will be turning 14 this year, is doing great. Although he's a little slow getting up from his naps, he doesn't seem to have the chronic hip pain that many dogs his age are saddled with. He gets a daily walk assuming the weather is good and perhaps that's what keeps him healthy. He still gets excited when he knows he's going for his walk: jumping up and down, barking, and yelping. He shows the same enthusiasm when we pick up the car keys and he knows he's coming with us for a ride. I must say, he has a pretty good life.
He is so much different from that nervous creature who first entered our lives. Although he still barks at guests when they first show up at the house, eventually he settles down and will even approach some guests for a pat on the head or a scratch under the chin.
Suzette and I travel and when we do, Jonathan gets to stay with either his "aunt" Suzuko or Susan, both of whom love to share their homes with him. Suzuko has a large back yard with a chain link fence. Jonathan loves to settle down on her patio and watch the world go by through the fence. Susan and we have much smaller backyards that are surrounded by wooden fences that Jonathan can't see through. Still, he loves to wander around our backyards and sometimes just lie on the patio or in the mulch and watch the birds.
Most of his day is spent sleeping, however. Wherever we go in the house, Jonathan will accompany us and promptly plop down in one of his many "favorite" spots and go the sleep. If he has to go out, his way of letting us know is to stand in front of us and stare at us. He never barks to let us know he needs to go--he just stares until we get the message and take him out.
Jonathan is a sweet, gentle, relaxed friend. Once a day, usually after breakfast, he'll ask to be picked up so he can sit on my lap. He only stays for a few minutes, but he has to get his share of lap time. On some days, he'll ask for extra lap time. He seems to be very content and enjoying life. I know we both enjoy having him in our lives. Terry Atkinson
[Jonathan was adopted in July 2005 at age 6.] Posted August 2013
He is so much different from that nervous creature who first entered our lives. Although he still barks at guests when they first show up at the house, eventually he settles down and will even approach some guests for a pat on the head or a scratch under the chin.
Suzette and I travel and when we do, Jonathan gets to stay with either his "aunt" Suzuko or Susan, both of whom love to share their homes with him. Suzuko has a large back yard with a chain link fence. Jonathan loves to settle down on her patio and watch the world go by through the fence. Susan and we have much smaller backyards that are surrounded by wooden fences that Jonathan can't see through. Still, he loves to wander around our backyards and sometimes just lie on the patio or in the mulch and watch the birds.
Most of his day is spent sleeping, however. Wherever we go in the house, Jonathan will accompany us and promptly plop down in one of his many "favorite" spots and go the sleep. If he has to go out, his way of letting us know is to stand in front of us and stare at us. He never barks to let us know he needs to go--he just stares until we get the message and take him out.
Jonathan is a sweet, gentle, relaxed friend. Once a day, usually after breakfast, he'll ask to be picked up so he can sit on my lap. He only stays for a few minutes, but he has to get his share of lap time. On some days, he'll ask for extra lap time. He seems to be very content and enjoying life. I know we both enjoy having him in our lives. Terry Atkinson
[Jonathan was adopted in July 2005 at age 6.] Posted August 2013
Scottie
Duncan (L); Scottie (R)
Thank you so much, NVSR, for bringing Scottie to us. It's been a busy year with Scottie and Duncan growing into best buddies. Duncan no longer panics with storms and loud noises -- he will find Scottie if he's not close by and just snuggle up with his big brother. They do have some crazy "play times" together, as well as walks and most lately swimming lessons in a local canine swimming pool. Click here for a video of Scottie's first swimming lesson with his instructor. He's doing great and sometimes "plays" with the instructors by heading for an exit ramp and as soon as she gets near it he turns and swims to the other end of the pool. I'm not sure if he's get the most exercise or we are -- but he does get excited at the "swimming" word. He's always been afraid of the car, no matter what treats or Duncan is doing -- until swimming. After the first swimming lesson when we open the car door, he jumps right in (or out when we arrive) no matter where we are going. l've even taken both dogs to the vet alone (John had to be home for air conditioning repairman) with no problems in/out of the car or at the vet (Scottie's 1-year checkup) Everyone is healthy -- and wonderful. Thanks again, NVSR. Love from all the O'Neills -- Scottie, Duncan, Talia and Sandra & John
[Scottie was adopted in August 2012 at 18 months old.] Posted August 2013
[Scottie was adopted in August 2012 at 18 months old.] Posted August 2013
Connor
Hi all...I'm told that it's time to send an email to let you know about my new life! Well, what can I say...I have a NVSR "foster flunkie" mom and dad and, as you all know, our foster providers are awesome and often can't resist our Sheltie cuteness. ;)
Although Bob & Barb, my dad and mom, have been NVSR members since the late 1990s, they didn't foster until they finally arrived at that terrible place...a Sheltie-less home! Well, we can't have that, so I was especially sweet and won them over in a heartbeat...perfect match because they didn't have another dog to pester me, and I get all the attention. ;-))
I've completed CGC (Canine good Citizen) and intro to agility classes, and Barb will continue enrolling me in classes when she's not instructing. Next month I get to spend three days at the farm while they take a few days off. I'm looking forward to it because I understand I will have some sheep friends. Click here for a little video of me with my woolly friend here at my new home. And, here's a great photo of me with my favorite soccer ball! Connor Gardner
[Connor was adopted in March 2013 when he was 2 years old.] Posted August 2013
Although Bob & Barb, my dad and mom, have been NVSR members since the late 1990s, they didn't foster until they finally arrived at that terrible place...a Sheltie-less home! Well, we can't have that, so I was especially sweet and won them over in a heartbeat...perfect match because they didn't have another dog to pester me, and I get all the attention. ;-))
I've completed CGC (Canine good Citizen) and intro to agility classes, and Barb will continue enrolling me in classes when she's not instructing. Next month I get to spend three days at the farm while they take a few days off. I'm looking forward to it because I understand I will have some sheep friends. Click here for a little video of me with my woolly friend here at my new home. And, here's a great photo of me with my favorite soccer ball! Connor Gardner
[Connor was adopted in March 2013 when he was 2 years old.] Posted August 2013
Molly
Hi there! For anyone who didn't know, I go by Molly now ... My new mom and dad said I just don't look like a Shorty! I am enjoying my new life. I follow my mom everywhere, and have them trained to get in bed around me. I usually sleep at the foot of the bed or by the bedroom door to keep watch, but when it storms I sleep in the middle. Every time I go into the back yard I do a perimeter check of the fence line on high alert before anything else ... I take guarding my house and family very seriously! Sometimes my little brother Teddy barks with me but I think he is too little to matter much. We get along really well now. I really like my new grandma's dog who stays with us sometimes, too.
I have made a lot of new friends walking in the neighborhood and at the barn where my mom goes to feed the horses. I wait at the gates when I am told and stay away from the horses. I am not very interested in them anyhow; one sniff was enough for me. I love to go out there and play with the kids who are there for their lessons and Bubbles the sheep. Mom tells me Bubbles and I are not normal friends, but I don't care. We love to play and go over the horses jumps together anyway! Mom has been trying to get pictures of us running and jumping but we are just too fast for the camera! Having somewhere fun to go has really helped my car riding nerves.
There is a little girl in the neighborhood who plays with me sometimes, too. I am very gentle when I play with the kids and never tug nearly as hard as when I play with my mom and dad. My favorite is, of course, still fetch, and my dad is the best at that. He can throw a lot farther than my mom, but I never turn down a game from anybody. We have been practicing new tricks and commands, and mom tells me I am a smarty pants because I learn everything so quickly. We play a lot of games, but the puzzle they got me I figured out in less than 30 seconds ... I guess that is why they call me a smarty pants. I like the shell game the best.
My mom says to make sure I thank all of you at NVSR for helping me find my home! We are a very happy family! Tail wags, Molly Culbreath
[Molly (alias Shorty) was adopted in February 2013 at age 10] Posted August 2013
I have made a lot of new friends walking in the neighborhood and at the barn where my mom goes to feed the horses. I wait at the gates when I am told and stay away from the horses. I am not very interested in them anyhow; one sniff was enough for me. I love to go out there and play with the kids who are there for their lessons and Bubbles the sheep. Mom tells me Bubbles and I are not normal friends, but I don't care. We love to play and go over the horses jumps together anyway! Mom has been trying to get pictures of us running and jumping but we are just too fast for the camera! Having somewhere fun to go has really helped my car riding nerves.
There is a little girl in the neighborhood who plays with me sometimes, too. I am very gentle when I play with the kids and never tug nearly as hard as when I play with my mom and dad. My favorite is, of course, still fetch, and my dad is the best at that. He can throw a lot farther than my mom, but I never turn down a game from anybody. We have been practicing new tricks and commands, and mom tells me I am a smarty pants because I learn everything so quickly. We play a lot of games, but the puzzle they got me I figured out in less than 30 seconds ... I guess that is why they call me a smarty pants. I like the shell game the best.
My mom says to make sure I thank all of you at NVSR for helping me find my home! We are a very happy family! Tail wags, Molly Culbreath
[Molly (alias Shorty) was adopted in February 2013 at age 10] Posted August 2013
Delilah
Delilah is doing great! We began our travels to Savannah, Georgia, and Delilah loved smelling and investigating all around the leaves and different sounds. She started to bark for the first time there, herd her brother Duncan when he became a pest, and just loves to be close to all of us. From there we went to Cocoa Beach, Florida, and she experienced a beach for the first time, again smelling everything and checking out all of the trees and shells along the surf. She isn't one to get in the water but does enjoy watching her brother Duncan chase small waves! We are now in the Florida Keys and although there is no beach close to the RV (only a rock beach that we don't walk out on), Delilah has seen a coconut fall from a palm tree, smelled every tree she walks by, and even takes the lead on walks now and again, leaving her brother Duncan to catch up instead of her! It has been a pure delight to see her blossom, grow and gain self assurance along the way. Gone are the days of "I am quiet, in the background, and seen but never heard" days, which has been fun to watch and comical seeing her come out of her shell. Thank you for everything.
Mark and Julie Medley
[Delilah was adopted in February 2012 at 5 years old.] Posted August 2013
Brandie & Laddie
Brandie (L) and Laddie (R) soaking up the sun
We are very thankful that Brandie and Laddie are doing well. Brandie doesn't look or act her age (you will see a little bit of a white mask developing), still climbing stairs, jumping on couches and beds (the ones she is allowed on), guarding the front of the house, and cuddling. Laddie as talkative, loving and playful as ever - very much a BOY dog.
We've only had one other dog who liked to bake in the sun, but once a day, both Laddie and Brandie LOVE to lie on the stone pathway (or mulch) under bright sunlight and soak it in for 10 to 15 minutes. I think their bodies are telling them to soak in the vitamin D. Then they move into the shade, or stand at the door to come in. Otherwise, Brandie is not a fan of the heat, so does her business and then wants to come back in. Laddie is still a bundle of energy and in command of the yard, running to every corner, chasing birds and squirrels, etc. - he has to be called to come back in. They like to be around each other, but in the heat, they really do not do much rough-housing. Jaime Cruz
[Brandie was adopted in March 2007 at age 5; Laddie was adopted in February 2009 at 2 years old.] Posted August 2013
We've only had one other dog who liked to bake in the sun, but once a day, both Laddie and Brandie LOVE to lie on the stone pathway (or mulch) under bright sunlight and soak it in for 10 to 15 minutes. I think their bodies are telling them to soak in the vitamin D. Then they move into the shade, or stand at the door to come in. Otherwise, Brandie is not a fan of the heat, so does her business and then wants to come back in. Laddie is still a bundle of energy and in command of the yard, running to every corner, chasing birds and squirrels, etc. - he has to be called to come back in. They like to be around each other, but in the heat, they really do not do much rough-housing. Jaime Cruz
[Brandie was adopted in March 2007 at age 5; Laddie was adopted in February 2009 at 2 years old.] Posted August 2013
Anneka
My momma FINALLY let me have access to her compooooter. I asked if I could have a blog, but she says I'm a working girl now, and I must be profeshonal. I don't know what that means, but at least I can write to you this way. First, I have to say that I LOOOOVVVEEEE this town called Seeee A Til. I don't feel so hot here, which is the main thing. They don't have too many squirrels here, but they do have these big black birds called crows. I have found myself a new hobby!!! Making sure those pesky crows are all accounted for. It's an important thing to do. I don’t know what “A Til” is and I haven’t seen it, but if I find it, I will be sure to let you know. It took us awhile to get settled in. The first picture is how our place looked before momma put all the stuff away. Where are my treats? The second picture is what our place looks like now. Much better! I know where I can sleep and where momma keeps my treats!
I am also an employed girl now, and I have a title. I am what is called a Therapy Dog Intern, and I go with momma to work to help her. Here is a photo of me in the big therapy chair. I take my job very, very seriously. The people momma sees really hurt sometimes, and they need to know that as far as I’m concerned, they are okay. I just stand next to them so they can pet me. Sometimes I lean against the ones who hurt the most. I also let momma know when the hour is up by standing next to the door. I don’t know what momma would do without me as her assistant. Sometimes we don’t get home until late. Luckily, we live really close by, so when momma is done with her clients and paperwork, we just walk around the corner and we are home. I’m getting used to the long hours, but sometimes I am really beat! This was me at the end of the day this past Thursday. Wooooeeee! This is hard work!
Momma takes me around this nayborhood we live in called Free Mont. Not sure what’s so Free about it, but there was a scary monster guy under the bridge. If folks like him are what is called “Free,” I’m not sure if I want to live here. Momma said it was okay and that we should take a picture together next to him - but only if momma held me. Here is the picture next to the monster. Every morning I get momma up and we go for our walks on a bike path next to the water. There are lots and lots of fun things to chase: bicycles, runners, crows, seagulls… momma says I need to stick close to her. That’s no fair. But I do so like the feel of the wind through my hair.
Our building also has a deck, which is a big place on top of the roof where momma and I sometimes go while momma is cooking on a big silver thing. It is nice up there. Here is a photo of me on the deck. Why doesn’t she give me something yummy from that silver thing?
I wish there were more squirrels around here, but crows are okay for now. Love and Sheltie kisses to everyone back home! Anneka Miranda
[Anneka was adopted in October 2008 when she was about 7 years old. She and her momma are living and working in Seattle for a year.] Posted August 2013
I am also an employed girl now, and I have a title. I am what is called a Therapy Dog Intern, and I go with momma to work to help her. Here is a photo of me in the big therapy chair. I take my job very, very seriously. The people momma sees really hurt sometimes, and they need to know that as far as I’m concerned, they are okay. I just stand next to them so they can pet me. Sometimes I lean against the ones who hurt the most. I also let momma know when the hour is up by standing next to the door. I don’t know what momma would do without me as her assistant. Sometimes we don’t get home until late. Luckily, we live really close by, so when momma is done with her clients and paperwork, we just walk around the corner and we are home. I’m getting used to the long hours, but sometimes I am really beat! This was me at the end of the day this past Thursday. Wooooeeee! This is hard work!
Momma takes me around this nayborhood we live in called Free Mont. Not sure what’s so Free about it, but there was a scary monster guy under the bridge. If folks like him are what is called “Free,” I’m not sure if I want to live here. Momma said it was okay and that we should take a picture together next to him - but only if momma held me. Here is the picture next to the monster. Every morning I get momma up and we go for our walks on a bike path next to the water. There are lots and lots of fun things to chase: bicycles, runners, crows, seagulls… momma says I need to stick close to her. That’s no fair. But I do so like the feel of the wind through my hair.
Our building also has a deck, which is a big place on top of the roof where momma and I sometimes go while momma is cooking on a big silver thing. It is nice up there. Here is a photo of me on the deck. Why doesn’t she give me something yummy from that silver thing?
I wish there were more squirrels around here, but crows are okay for now. Love and Sheltie kisses to everyone back home! Anneka Miranda
[Anneka was adopted in October 2008 when she was about 7 years old. She and her momma are living and working in Seattle for a year.] Posted August 2013
Brogan
As you can see, my forever family thinks I'm rad and cool. I just had a grooming, so I'm looking better than ever! I enjoy daily walks, and my boy takes very good care of me. Now that the other two bros are back from college, I am never lacking for attention.
Thanks for checking in! Woof!
Brogan Axt
[Brogan was adopted in August 2012 at 2 years old.] Posted July 2013
Pepper
I love my new home. I have a big fenced yard where I can run and play with the other dogs, especially Bubba, even though he's not a Sheltie. Dad and Mom throw balls and sometimes Frisbees for me. I run and catch them, and then Bubba tries to catch ME. Inside I wrestle with Bub and Jessie. Jess is a pointer and kind of old, so she doesn't run much; but she likes to play "pull the collar" with Bubba. She can't find my collar under all that fur!
I especially love my dad. I jump in his lap every chance I get, even if it is already full of critters. I give him "Pepper Love," and he loves it. That's when I rub my neck all over his neck. Makes Mom laugh, but she doesn't like it quite so much.
Sometimes we have four-legged visitors at the house. One time, we had two - Breezy and Candy. Jill, my Sheltie sister, took care of Breezy, and I showed Candy all about the ball and running around the yard. They had great fun with us. Other times, our visitor might be older, like Penny. Right now it's pretty quiet, and that's okay, too, because I don't have to share Mom and Dad. By the way, I'm learning to like riding in the car (used to hate it). Jilly likes it more than I do, but I'd rather ride with everybody than go to a kennel. Everyone makes a fuss over my "strange colors," and asks if I am an Australian Shepherd. Have you heard anything so silly?
That's the news for now. Pepper Man Jackson
[Pepper was adopted in March 2013 at 4 years old.] Posted July 2013
I especially love my dad. I jump in his lap every chance I get, even if it is already full of critters. I give him "Pepper Love," and he loves it. That's when I rub my neck all over his neck. Makes Mom laugh, but she doesn't like it quite so much.
Sometimes we have four-legged visitors at the house. One time, we had two - Breezy and Candy. Jill, my Sheltie sister, took care of Breezy, and I showed Candy all about the ball and running around the yard. They had great fun with us. Other times, our visitor might be older, like Penny. Right now it's pretty quiet, and that's okay, too, because I don't have to share Mom and Dad. By the way, I'm learning to like riding in the car (used to hate it). Jilly likes it more than I do, but I'd rather ride with everybody than go to a kennel. Everyone makes a fuss over my "strange colors," and asks if I am an Australian Shepherd. Have you heard anything so silly?
That's the news for now. Pepper Man Jackson
[Pepper was adopted in March 2013 at 4 years old.] Posted July 2013
Sumi
I am soooo happy and a bit spoiled at my furever home! I wintered in Florida where they took me on occasion to the beach, which I liked, but the surf of the Atlantic Ocean was a bit much of a roar, and I didn't quite like it. So, they carried me around! I love to travel with them, and I have my own car booster seat, comfy and secured with a seatbelt.
We are back in Virginia, and I like it here, too, as I have the backyard all to myself. Nearby is the first fairway of the golf course, and I bark at all the golfers who look for their stray balls in our yard. Here are the steps I race down (ahead of my mom) in the morning when I have to go!
I drive them crazy with my ferocious barking at the vacuum cleaner, hair dryer, juicer, mixer, and most of all the phone when it rings. They can't hear who is talking on the other end! They love me in spite of or despite it. Did I mention that I chewed a couple of Mom's leather shoes and Dad's slippers? They are now not so careless to leave things scattered around! I can teach them a thing or two about putting things in their proper places.
Some of my mom's friends comment that I eat healthier foods than they do - chopped green beans and carrots alternating with pumpkin and yogurt atop my tasty kibble. When I'm really, really good, I get a small piece of cheese. My exercise includes fetching my toys, running around the house, and going for neighborhood walks.
All in all, we are a perfect match and can't thank you all at NVSR for all the good things you do for us Shelties. Lisa, thanks for getting me together with Mom and Dad. Looking forward to seeing all my NVSR friends at the annual picnic. Always grateful, your happy little Sheltie, Sumi Duffy
[Sumi was adopted in September 2012 at 10 months old.] Posted July 2013
We are back in Virginia, and I like it here, too, as I have the backyard all to myself. Nearby is the first fairway of the golf course, and I bark at all the golfers who look for their stray balls in our yard. Here are the steps I race down (ahead of my mom) in the morning when I have to go!
I drive them crazy with my ferocious barking at the vacuum cleaner, hair dryer, juicer, mixer, and most of all the phone when it rings. They can't hear who is talking on the other end! They love me in spite of or despite it. Did I mention that I chewed a couple of Mom's leather shoes and Dad's slippers? They are now not so careless to leave things scattered around! I can teach them a thing or two about putting things in their proper places.
Some of my mom's friends comment that I eat healthier foods than they do - chopped green beans and carrots alternating with pumpkin and yogurt atop my tasty kibble. When I'm really, really good, I get a small piece of cheese. My exercise includes fetching my toys, running around the house, and going for neighborhood walks.
All in all, we are a perfect match and can't thank you all at NVSR for all the good things you do for us Shelties. Lisa, thanks for getting me together with Mom and Dad. Looking forward to seeing all my NVSR friends at the annual picnic. Always grateful, your happy little Sheltie, Sumi Duffy
[Sumi was adopted in September 2012 at 10 months old.] Posted July 2013
Lucky
Lucky asked our web-mistress if she could move his section up front again. He's afraid that folks are missing his regular "Lucky's Journal" updates. So, here he is ... again, that handsome fellow.
Hi, I’m Lucky – in more ways than just my name. I was terribly obese when my former owner passed away. His children didn’t know what to do with me so they turned me in to be euthanized. Fortunately, my luck was working that day, and the vet passed me along to Northern Virginia Sheltie Rescue. My Foster Mom helped me lose about a third of my weight and also to find my forever Dad. She told him that I needed to walk at least a mile a day and to continue to lose weight. Dad took the instructions to heart and we now walk a mile for me and a mile for him since he says his doctor told him to walk more. Between the two walks, we’re getting in about two and a half miles a day. He always reminds me of the saying, “Who rescued whom?” We’re both feeling great and slowly losing weight.
I’m a little headstrong and set in my ways. I get really excited about buses and trash trucks – spinning in circles and barking furiously when they drive by. Dad doesn’t have a prayer of stopping me from doing that. I also like to bark at beeping noises like when he sets the alarm system and whirring noises like the drill or coffee grinder. Dad and Mom have two houses, one in Reston and one in Norfolk. The Norfolk house has a ceiling fan in every room. I really like barking at them. When I get bored, I just wander from room to room so I can have an excuse to bark. They’re trying to teach me to bark only when someone comes up to the door. I’m trying to teach them to get used to it. They’re learning-challenged humans but I believe I’m making progress. Read the latest excerpt from Lucky's Journal ...
-- Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 at age 8] Posted July 2012
Hi, I’m Lucky – in more ways than just my name. I was terribly obese when my former owner passed away. His children didn’t know what to do with me so they turned me in to be euthanized. Fortunately, my luck was working that day, and the vet passed me along to Northern Virginia Sheltie Rescue. My Foster Mom helped me lose about a third of my weight and also to find my forever Dad. She told him that I needed to walk at least a mile a day and to continue to lose weight. Dad took the instructions to heart and we now walk a mile for me and a mile for him since he says his doctor told him to walk more. Between the two walks, we’re getting in about two and a half miles a day. He always reminds me of the saying, “Who rescued whom?” We’re both feeling great and slowly losing weight.
I’m a little headstrong and set in my ways. I get really excited about buses and trash trucks – spinning in circles and barking furiously when they drive by. Dad doesn’t have a prayer of stopping me from doing that. I also like to bark at beeping noises like when he sets the alarm system and whirring noises like the drill or coffee grinder. Dad and Mom have two houses, one in Reston and one in Norfolk. The Norfolk house has a ceiling fan in every room. I really like barking at them. When I get bored, I just wander from room to room so I can have an excuse to bark. They’re trying to teach me to bark only when someone comes up to the door. I’m trying to teach them to get used to it. They’re learning-challenged humans but I believe I’m making progress. Read the latest excerpt from Lucky's Journal ...
-- Lucky Speed
[Lucky was adopted in March 2012 at age 8] Posted July 2012
Jack
Hello, everyone! The bad news is that my people have had to sell our Maryland mountain cabin on three acres with lots of deer for me to bark at and bears, which I don't bark at. The good news is that I love to travel by car, and I drove across the country twice this year between Bainbridge Island WA and Bloomington IN. At our new place in Bloomington, we also have some of the same deer (at least they look the same) that we had in Maryland. I can bark at them from our screened-in porch; no bears, though. The other good news is that I have grandchildren to herd in both locations. Although I have noticed that the grandchildren in the state of Washington usually have to be herded in the rain! Have to go now. Dinner is in two hours, and I have to hang around the kitchen and look lovable.
Jack Walsh
PS: I would not have chosen this picture, but my family thought it did a good job of showing my ability to focus on food.
[Jack was adopted in November 2008 at age 7.] Posted March 2013
We are very sad to report that Jack passed away peacefully on September 18, 2014. He was very much loved, and he also loved his family dearly. His adopter reports that "Jack had become totally deaf and lost most of his eyesight, but he did retain his excellent sense of smell and enthusiasm for food."Rest in peace, Jack.
Jack Walsh
PS: I would not have chosen this picture, but my family thought it did a good job of showing my ability to focus on food.
[Jack was adopted in November 2008 at age 7.] Posted March 2013
We are very sad to report that Jack passed away peacefully on September 18, 2014. He was very much loved, and he also loved his family dearly. His adopter reports that "Jack had become totally deaf and lost most of his eyesight, but he did retain his excellent sense of smell and enthusiasm for food."Rest in peace, Jack.
Sophie
Our Sheltie-mix, Sophie, has been with us two years now, and it's hard to think back to life without her. As empty nesters, we really do think of her as another child (and an exemplary one at that!). As a certified therapy dog, Sophie has been to assisted living homes, public libraries, and the Old Soldiers Home. She is drawn to people in a way that is almost magical. She really likes playing in our neighborhood dog park, and generally makes two or three new two-legged friends on each outing.
Sophie also travels very well and gives the Marriott Resident Inn 5 BONES as the best dog-friendly lodging. On one of our extended trips, she did stay behind and visited her foster home (Kathy Kelly, NVSR volunteer). Kathy's other Shelties seemed to be quite accepting of her, but picking her up on our return was one of the highlights of our vacation!
The bottom line: We cannot thank NVSR enough for allowing us to bring this incredible creature into our lives. Barry and Susan Becker
[Sophie was adopted in May 2010 when she was two years old.] Posted March 2013
Sophie also travels very well and gives the Marriott Resident Inn 5 BONES as the best dog-friendly lodging. On one of our extended trips, she did stay behind and visited her foster home (Kathy Kelly, NVSR volunteer). Kathy's other Shelties seemed to be quite accepting of her, but picking her up on our return was one of the highlights of our vacation!
The bottom line: We cannot thank NVSR enough for allowing us to bring this incredible creature into our lives. Barry and Susan Becker
[Sophie was adopted in May 2010 when she was two years old.] Posted March 2013
Simon & Hunter
We adopted Simon and Hunter in August 2006. We are so sad to tell you that Simon passed away recently (January 2013) from liver cancer at the age of 12. We had almost 6 1/2 wonderful years with him, but it was just not long enough. He was loving, loyal, and so patient with our two young girls, Sydney (5) and Samantha (2). Oh, how our girls loved Simon! They would sit with him on his dog bed and read books to him, have tea parties with him, cover him with baby blankets, and "nap" with him. Last summer we were on vacation for a week, and when we told the girls it was time to go home, the two-year-old threw her hands in the air and yelled, "YAY, SIMON!" She was so excited to go home and see him. Through Simon our girls learned compassion and kindness, and we are forever grateful to him.
Hunter turned 10 in November and is healthy and going strong. We know he misses Simon, but he's soaking up all the attention he's getting. Sydney had a really hard time when Simon passed, so we let Hunter sleep on her bed to comfort her. They both are completely over-the-moon with the new sleeping arrangements, and it's helped them both cope with the loss of Simon.
Here's a photo of Simon and Sydney (then 2 years old) at the Outer Banks in 2009. She loved walking Simon on the beach. He loved being with her, too. Thank you for bringing Simon and Hunter into our lives. Angie and Glenn Watts
[Hunter and Simon were adopted together in August 2006. Hunter was 3 1/2 years old, and Simon was 5.] Posted February 2013
Hunter turned 10 in November and is healthy and going strong. We know he misses Simon, but he's soaking up all the attention he's getting. Sydney had a really hard time when Simon passed, so we let Hunter sleep on her bed to comfort her. They both are completely over-the-moon with the new sleeping arrangements, and it's helped them both cope with the loss of Simon.
Here's a photo of Simon and Sydney (then 2 years old) at the Outer Banks in 2009. She loved walking Simon on the beach. He loved being with her, too. Thank you for bringing Simon and Hunter into our lives. Angie and Glenn Watts
[Hunter and Simon were adopted together in August 2006. Hunter was 3 1/2 years old, and Simon was 5.] Posted February 2013
Gabby
Sorry I've been dragging my paws about replying to your letter. I have been so busy training my family about the Sheltie life. I am taking them to obedience training and am happy to say that so far I've gotten them halfway through the intermediate class already! The instructor calls me a natural and hasn't found a challenge for me yet. I've taught my owners sit, down, settle, wait, stay, shake, and leave it. I've also taught them to buy the yummy treats and to make room on the couch for me.
Life at home has been fun. There are some clever squirrels I have lulled into false security, and I'm finding lots of storage areas for my tennis balls. I love rolling in the yard, zipping around the trees, and taking a dip in the stream! I'm enjoying the long walks and hikes on various trails near home. I also love the dog park, though none of the other dogs can keep up with me!
Today is my birthday - I'm two!! I'm very excited and looking forward to hiding a brand new set of squeaky tennis balls in the leaves. Here are pictures of me enjoying the snow, hiking on Sugarloaf Mountain, and napping with one of my cat buddies.
Happy squirrel hunting to all my NVSR canine buddies! Gabby Winn
[Gabby was adopted in October 2012 when she was 20 months old.] Posted February 2013
Life at home has been fun. There are some clever squirrels I have lulled into false security, and I'm finding lots of storage areas for my tennis balls. I love rolling in the yard, zipping around the trees, and taking a dip in the stream! I'm enjoying the long walks and hikes on various trails near home. I also love the dog park, though none of the other dogs can keep up with me!
Today is my birthday - I'm two!! I'm very excited and looking forward to hiding a brand new set of squeaky tennis balls in the leaves. Here are pictures of me enjoying the snow, hiking on Sugarloaf Mountain, and napping with one of my cat buddies.
Happy squirrel hunting to all my NVSR canine buddies! Gabby Winn
[Gabby was adopted in October 2012 when she was 20 months old.] Posted February 2013
Ben
Hello to all the NVSR humans and foster Shelties! I have my new parents totally broken in. I just give them a look and they know I need to go out for a walk. My cat sisters and brother are now my best friends. I sit with my oldest cat sister a lot just in case she needs me since she's 21.
I'm wintering in Arizona - eat your hearts out! It's supposed to be 77 today, so I'll be out enjoying the sun. I did really well on my RV ride out here. Mom says I've left "my mark" in many states. I meet a lot of dogs with their people here, and everyone says I'm handsome. We are starting to visit a big dog park where I can run with all kinds of dogs. Mom and Dad meet a lot of dog people there, too.
I did gain a little weight, since I don't have stairs and a big backyard here. So, Mom has me on a diet. I visited my Arizona vet, and she said my coat is beautiful and gave me my diet instructions. My mom brushes my full winter coat every day. I also have little people to play with here - they're called "grandkids." The really little ones walk beside me with their hands on my back.
I had a great Christmas. Santa gave me my own toy box with toys. Here's a photo of me on Christmas morning with three of them. I am slowly disassembling all of them to see what is inside. Mom says I'm really good since I "inspect" only my toys, not everything in the house. On the whole, I'm pretty much the dog king here. I can't say I'm king, because that would upset my cat brother, who is cat king. I'm hardly every alone because Mom works from home and Dad is retired. And, I get lots of kisses and hugs. Love from Big Ben Mittner-Ripley
[Ben was adopted in September 2012 at age 3.] Posted January 2013
I'm wintering in Arizona - eat your hearts out! It's supposed to be 77 today, so I'll be out enjoying the sun. I did really well on my RV ride out here. Mom says I've left "my mark" in many states. I meet a lot of dogs with their people here, and everyone says I'm handsome. We are starting to visit a big dog park where I can run with all kinds of dogs. Mom and Dad meet a lot of dog people there, too.
I did gain a little weight, since I don't have stairs and a big backyard here. So, Mom has me on a diet. I visited my Arizona vet, and she said my coat is beautiful and gave me my diet instructions. My mom brushes my full winter coat every day. I also have little people to play with here - they're called "grandkids." The really little ones walk beside me with their hands on my back.
I had a great Christmas. Santa gave me my own toy box with toys. Here's a photo of me on Christmas morning with three of them. I am slowly disassembling all of them to see what is inside. Mom says I'm really good since I "inspect" only my toys, not everything in the house. On the whole, I'm pretty much the dog king here. I can't say I'm king, because that would upset my cat brother, who is cat king. I'm hardly every alone because Mom works from home and Dad is retired. And, I get lots of kisses and hugs. Love from Big Ben Mittner-Ripley
[Ben was adopted in September 2012 at age 3.] Posted January 2013
Jack
Nothing but good news about Jack! We can't even remember what life was like without him. Happily, around his 4-month anniversary with us, he and our older Sheltie, Lucky, decided they wanted to play. It has been non-stop ever since. Lucky actually lost a couple of pounds, we think because he is so much more active. They wrestle in the house and play tag in the backyard.
Here's a photo of Jack on our boat, searching the horizon for birds. They are the one thing that distract him from any other activity, including "fetch," which he will do as long as you throw something.
It turns out that Jack is a lot like me when it comes to winter weather. We spend a lot of pleasant hours curled up together in front of the fireplace on colder days. We bought him a coat (which he hates) from the saddlery shop, so his trips outside are brief when it's really cold. That's pretty much the way it is around here - Jack is happy, and so are we. Stephanie Grubbs
[Jack was adopted in May 2012 at 3 years old.] Posted January 2013
Princess
We adopted Princess (formerly named Jasmine) in October, after meeting her at our home visit and again at the 2011 NVSR picnic. We kept coming back to her - she's so beautiful. Our 10-year old cat wasn't so sure, but we knew he'd change his mind. Princess adopted us all as "Mom, Grandma, and Sasha the cat." We discovered that Princess loves to chew on soft things, and her favorite toys are soft cloth bone-shapes. She is very friendly to everyone who visits - not shy at all. She loves playing with Sasha several times a day, and being groomed is so relaxing for her that she falls asleep.
We are sure Princess understands English! It took only a few times for her to get "Do you want to go out?" Grandma is home for a good part of every day, so Princess stays close to her. But, when she says "Christine is on her way," Princess will be sitting in the front hall when I get home from work. She understands "movie night" when we all eat dinner and watch a movie together. Each night I ask her "Do you want to go to bed?" and she'll find the cat to tussle for 10 minutes, then say "good night." It's really beautiful to see them play together - it keeps Sasha young, too. Then, Princess runs upstairs to spend the night on my bed. Christine Moan
[Princess was adopted in October 2011 when she was 4 years old.] Posted January 2013
We are sure Princess understands English! It took only a few times for her to get "Do you want to go out?" Grandma is home for a good part of every day, so Princess stays close to her. But, when she says "Christine is on her way," Princess will be sitting in the front hall when I get home from work. She understands "movie night" when we all eat dinner and watch a movie together. Each night I ask her "Do you want to go to bed?" and she'll find the cat to tussle for 10 minutes, then say "good night." It's really beautiful to see them play together - it keeps Sasha young, too. Then, Princess runs upstairs to spend the night on my bed. Christine Moan
[Princess was adopted in October 2011 when she was 4 years old.] Posted January 2013
Hailee
Shelby, Willow, Kassie, and Hailee
Hi, everyone - Hailee here (formerly known as Savannah) to let everyone know how much I love my new home and family. As the oldest of the Sheltie girls in the house, I'm quite busy. I have three younger sisters to look out for and help train. In truth, only two of them need training. Shelby is four and has been here since she was a pup. So she knows how things work. But the other two keep me hopping! First, there's Kassie. She got here a couple months before I did; she's one year old. She's a very stubborn girl, but with my help her house manners are improving. Next is baby Willow. She arrived a couple of months after I did, and she's six months old. So naturally I, being the most experienced, stepped in to help the humans with the babies, especially Willow. (Shhh - don't tell ... she's my favorite.)
Speaking of my humans - I think they're great! They got me special beds that are nice and soft for my old bones. And the momma gives me yummy peanut butter dipped vitamins every day. I feel so good I can run the big backyard and keep an eye on the pups. I must admit that for not being fond of men, Daddy John has won me over. He's a chill guy and a great cuddler. And, they seem to love me as much as I do them. Momma calls us her little princesses and takes lots of photos. They're all over the house, and here are a couple for you all, too.
I'm glad I'm not moving around any more, and I've settled into this great new home. When my humans go on vacation, "Aunt Mary" comes to stay with us. Mom and Dad say they may move to another place, but we'll all stay together, and that's all I want. Thank you - thank you - thank you to all the NVSR volunteers and especially my foster mom (Hi to Rory, Hamish, and Angus). This is from a Sheltie who is very grateful and happy with the new leash on life you helped her find. God bless and fur hugs and kisses from ...
Princess Hailee June McMahon (Pedigree or not, I get a fancy name just like my Sheltie sisters)
[Hailee was adopted in June 2012 at age 11.] Posted January 2013
Speaking of my humans - I think they're great! They got me special beds that are nice and soft for my old bones. And the momma gives me yummy peanut butter dipped vitamins every day. I feel so good I can run the big backyard and keep an eye on the pups. I must admit that for not being fond of men, Daddy John has won me over. He's a chill guy and a great cuddler. And, they seem to love me as much as I do them. Momma calls us her little princesses and takes lots of photos. They're all over the house, and here are a couple for you all, too.
I'm glad I'm not moving around any more, and I've settled into this great new home. When my humans go on vacation, "Aunt Mary" comes to stay with us. Mom and Dad say they may move to another place, but we'll all stay together, and that's all I want. Thank you - thank you - thank you to all the NVSR volunteers and especially my foster mom (Hi to Rory, Hamish, and Angus). This is from a Sheltie who is very grateful and happy with the new leash on life you helped her find. God bless and fur hugs and kisses from ...
Princess Hailee June McMahon (Pedigree or not, I get a fancy name just like my Sheltie sisters)
[Hailee was adopted in June 2012 at age 11.] Posted January 2013
Jonathan
We've had Jonathan for more than seven years now. He has become the perfect addition to our little family. At first, he was extremely nervous and did not want to socialize with us. He spent the day trotting from room to room, and it took several weeks for him to settle down and allow us to hold and pet him. When visitors came, he would slink off and run when anyone approached him.
Now, he follows us wherever we go. He doesn't like to be left alone and loves to ride in the car - no matter where we go. We took him on a week-long RV trip to Tennessee, which he enjoyed. In the RV, he got to lie down on the console as we cruised the highways. Every day he goes on a long walk, and he has a nice green coat for brisk days. When company comes, he settles down and approaches people for petting. He even likes our 6-year-old grandson, despite having come to us with a fear of children.
In the early days, Jonathan wouldn't accept treats, which made training and socialization difficult. How do you train a dog that won't take a treat? Now, he's always finding ways to get his yummy liver treats. He's the picture of good health now, after having come to us out of heartworm treatment and 'way underweight. At 13 years old now, he's a little slow getting up, but once he gets going he's fine. As I write this, Jonathan is sleeping in the hallway outside my open door. He has a good life now. I think his experiences in our home have erased the bad memories of his early days. Since we lost Murphy, our other Sheltie last year, Jonathan seems to be happy getting all the attention. Terry Atkinson
[Jonathan was adopted in July 2005 at 6 years old.] Posted December 2012
Now, he follows us wherever we go. He doesn't like to be left alone and loves to ride in the car - no matter where we go. We took him on a week-long RV trip to Tennessee, which he enjoyed. In the RV, he got to lie down on the console as we cruised the highways. Every day he goes on a long walk, and he has a nice green coat for brisk days. When company comes, he settles down and approaches people for petting. He even likes our 6-year-old grandson, despite having come to us with a fear of children.
In the early days, Jonathan wouldn't accept treats, which made training and socialization difficult. How do you train a dog that won't take a treat? Now, he's always finding ways to get his yummy liver treats. He's the picture of good health now, after having come to us out of heartworm treatment and 'way underweight. At 13 years old now, he's a little slow getting up, but once he gets going he's fine. As I write this, Jonathan is sleeping in the hallway outside my open door. He has a good life now. I think his experiences in our home have erased the bad memories of his early days. Since we lost Murphy, our other Sheltie last year, Jonathan seems to be happy getting all the attention. Terry Atkinson
[Jonathan was adopted in July 2005 at 6 years old.] Posted December 2012
Sophie
Sophie (formerly Precious) is now 13 1/2, and everyone thinks she is much younger. At home, though, we see her graying muzzle, the clouding in her eyes, longer naps, reluctance to tackle steps, and the more effort it takes to get up on the sofa. As my girl ages, she becomes even more precious to us (maybe I should have kept her name). She demands our attention when we're all on the sofa, going back and forth between us, plopping down in my lap, then Scott's, then back to mine. Once she has been stroked and scratched to her satisfaction, she hops off the sofa and settles down for her pre-bedtime nap.
Although Sophie is deaf, she has learned hand signals. She definitely has polished her vocalizations: a soft whine means she wants attention and a good scratch; a more insistent whine means she needs to go out; a bark means she wants a treat; a bark with an explosive run around the house means she is REALLY upset - reserved for times when we are cooking something that smells delicious, but it's not in her food bowl. Sophie will play-fight like a puppy whenever her humans offer a "play bow." She loves this and will continue long after you think she should be tired.
Everyone who meets Sophie loves her because she is so sweet. She is special to those at the vet's and groomer's. I've had four other Shelties, and she is probably the sweetest and most loving. On a macro level, we constantly marvel at the connectedness and affection this species displays toward another (humans), plopping into their laps and preferring their companionship over another canine's. On a micro level, we can't believe she's been with us only three years, because it seems she's been a part of our lives for much longer. We can't imagine coming home without her here. We intend to cherish Sophie every day and show her our appreciation with all the love she can handle. (A princess does have limits, you know.) Holly Forester
[Sophie was adopted in November 2009 when she was 10 years old.] Posted December 2012
Although Sophie is deaf, she has learned hand signals. She definitely has polished her vocalizations: a soft whine means she wants attention and a good scratch; a more insistent whine means she needs to go out; a bark means she wants a treat; a bark with an explosive run around the house means she is REALLY upset - reserved for times when we are cooking something that smells delicious, but it's not in her food bowl. Sophie will play-fight like a puppy whenever her humans offer a "play bow." She loves this and will continue long after you think she should be tired.
Everyone who meets Sophie loves her because she is so sweet. She is special to those at the vet's and groomer's. I've had four other Shelties, and she is probably the sweetest and most loving. On a macro level, we constantly marvel at the connectedness and affection this species displays toward another (humans), plopping into their laps and preferring their companionship over another canine's. On a micro level, we can't believe she's been with us only three years, because it seems she's been a part of our lives for much longer. We can't imagine coming home without her here. We intend to cherish Sophie every day and show her our appreciation with all the love she can handle. (A princess does have limits, you know.) Holly Forester
[Sophie was adopted in November 2009 when she was 10 years old.] Posted December 2012
Blaze
Hello everyone. I'm Blaze, and I've been in my forever home for three years already. I'm an older Sheltie who spent most of my years as a breeding dog, and I had several litters of puppies. I was extremely shy when I met came to my new home, but I have learned that people who come to our house are always good for a loving pet or two. I live with a cat named Stink Bug, who loves to "bug" me! He will wait on the stairs until I try to go up and then jump on me as I go past him. I try to ignore him most of the time, but he never gives up! Oh well, life is still good. I go on nice slow walks several times a day, sit next to my retired person while she reads or knits, and sleep on the bed with my family. Life doesn't get much better.
The one thing people notice about me is that I never bark. I didn't realize until I came to live here that Shelties are supposed to bark. I have been known to give a little yip once or twice, but barking seems like a waste of time to me. And, I like the peace and quiet in our house. Here's a photo of a typical afternoon. Please note my mom's t-shirt. [It's a Sheltie and it says, "Bark, bark, bark - it's what we do."]
We are getting ready for the holidays, so I would like to wish all my Sheltie brothers and sisters and their families a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Blaze Beall
[Blaze was adopted in May 2010 when she was 10 years old.] Posted December 2012
The one thing people notice about me is that I never bark. I didn't realize until I came to live here that Shelties are supposed to bark. I have been known to give a little yip once or twice, but barking seems like a waste of time to me. And, I like the peace and quiet in our house. Here's a photo of a typical afternoon. Please note my mom's t-shirt. [It's a Sheltie and it says, "Bark, bark, bark - it's what we do."]
We are getting ready for the holidays, so I would like to wish all my Sheltie brothers and sisters and their families a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Blaze Beall
[Blaze was adopted in May 2010 when she was 10 years old.] Posted December 2012
Shadow
We are so pleased to tell you that Shadow is doing great! He has now been with us for four years and the time has really flown. Although he is now in his mid-life, he still thinks he's in his "twenties." He has quite a few admirers in the neighborhood, and he really keeps busy. He puts in a full day beginning with an hour workout running and fetching the rope. He follows up with watching the house for any unusual noises, multiple walks, and then - my goodness - dinner is exciting as well, because afterward he gets to play with his stuffed geese! (We think he must have chased real geese in his prior life as every time he hears one, he goes crazy.) And, he is by far the happiest dog we've ever had; he smiles all day long. By 9:00 pm that boy is pooped and out like a light. Here he is with the toys he "chose" from his basket one day. He pulled all of those out to play with himself. He has just been a joy, and we feel privileged to have him. Ruth and Don Delaney
[Shadow was adopted in November 2008 at 5 years old.] Posted December 2012
[Shadow was adopted in November 2008 at 5 years old.] Posted December 2012
Champ & Allie
Champ (L) and Allie (R) enjoying a fall afternoon.
Champ and Allie enjoy sunny afternoons on the guest room bed, long walks in the morning, and Grandma's month-long visits. (Every dog should have toast for breakfast.) They are inseparable, and we can't imagine one without the other.
Champ is still the "model dog" of the neighborhood - happy to see everyone, willing to let everyone pet him, and walking patiently behind us on our walks. Last fall, he fell off the front porch step and suffered a dislocated knee. Because it popped out occasionally, we invested in surgery last August, and he's doing great now. He and Allie are finally allowed to chase each other around the yard.
Allie is still Allie, and we believe she will be a perpetual puppy! She is extremely loving and ready to cuddle whenever possible. We always joke that Mosley the Mastiff whom we pass on our walk is truly her boyfriend - she actually looks for him! She is smart (remembering where each and every puppy lives on our route) and very aware of her environment. We laugh how an airplane can distract her from doing her business in the backyard, and she requires 10 counter-clockwise circles of the tree before she can get busy. Life with Allie is far from boring. The Preziotti Family
[Champ and Allie were both adopted as puppies - Champ in August 2008 and Allie in January 2010.] Posted December 2012
Champ is still the "model dog" of the neighborhood - happy to see everyone, willing to let everyone pet him, and walking patiently behind us on our walks. Last fall, he fell off the front porch step and suffered a dislocated knee. Because it popped out occasionally, we invested in surgery last August, and he's doing great now. He and Allie are finally allowed to chase each other around the yard.
Allie is still Allie, and we believe she will be a perpetual puppy! She is extremely loving and ready to cuddle whenever possible. We always joke that Mosley the Mastiff whom we pass on our walk is truly her boyfriend - she actually looks for him! She is smart (remembering where each and every puppy lives on our route) and very aware of her environment. We laugh how an airplane can distract her from doing her business in the backyard, and she requires 10 counter-clockwise circles of the tree before she can get busy. Life with Allie is far from boring. The Preziotti Family
[Champ and Allie were both adopted as puppies - Champ in August 2008 and Allie in January 2010.] Posted December 2012
Gracie, Luke, & Topper
All three of our NVSR Shelties are doing well. Luke still loves chasing squirrels, and barks at everything including clouds, airplanes, and our other dogs.
Gracie is still the sweetheart she's always been, still mild-mannered and gentle. We have signed up with a volunteer organization so that we can visit people in different facilities. We will visit Alzheimer's patients, as well as other disabled and ill people, including children. Gracie and I participated in a Halloween fun walk/run, and Gracie won first prize in the costume contest. It was funny because she beat out children and adults. I dressed as a "sort of" Dolly Parton, and Gracie dressed as a bull with a tiny rider on her back. Here's a photo of the winner!
Topper is in great shape for his age - he just turned 14. He has slowed down going up stairs, and he can't jump up on the bed any longer because it's too high. However, he still jumps up on his favorite chair for sleeping. He can't believe how "old" he is because he really is spry and full of life.
We have a fourth dog we inherited from a family member who passed away. Layla is a Papillon mix. She is the bane of Luke's existence because she sometimes tries to be alpha. It's funny to see this 8-pound dog try to push around a 50-pound Sheltie. All the best from all the Stearns.
[Luke was adopted in August 2008 at age 1; Gracie was adopted the same month at age 4 years; Topper was adopted in December 2010 at age 12.]
Posted December 2012
September 30, 2014: Topper died today of old age. He lived a long, happy life, and his family was happy to give him many more years of happiness after they adopted him.
Gracie is still the sweetheart she's always been, still mild-mannered and gentle. We have signed up with a volunteer organization so that we can visit people in different facilities. We will visit Alzheimer's patients, as well as other disabled and ill people, including children. Gracie and I participated in a Halloween fun walk/run, and Gracie won first prize in the costume contest. It was funny because she beat out children and adults. I dressed as a "sort of" Dolly Parton, and Gracie dressed as a bull with a tiny rider on her back. Here's a photo of the winner!
Topper is in great shape for his age - he just turned 14. He has slowed down going up stairs, and he can't jump up on the bed any longer because it's too high. However, he still jumps up on his favorite chair for sleeping. He can't believe how "old" he is because he really is spry and full of life.
We have a fourth dog we inherited from a family member who passed away. Layla is a Papillon mix. She is the bane of Luke's existence because she sometimes tries to be alpha. It's funny to see this 8-pound dog try to push around a 50-pound Sheltie. All the best from all the Stearns.
[Luke was adopted in August 2008 at age 1; Gracie was adopted the same month at age 4 years; Topper was adopted in December 2010 at age 12.]
Posted December 2012
September 30, 2014: Topper died today of old age. He lived a long, happy life, and his family was happy to give him many more years of happiness after they adopted him.
Casey
Casey is doing wonderfully. She loves to explore outside every day. We have a great neighborhood to walk in. She doesn't run much anymore; hips are a bit sore afterward so a little trot is best or just a nice walk. She greets us coming home from work with the happiest noises and energy each day and loves to go for any ride we can offer. Here are two photos of her going for rides!
Casey really loves the weekends. She seems to know that Saturday means early long walks and a car ride. She never lets us forget.
We hope all of her cousins are doing well, also. Mark and Pauline Loveland
[Casey was adopted in May 2005 at 4 years old. She had been a stray before coming to NVSR.] Posted December 2012.
January 5, 2015: Casey passed away today, a senior dog that had a very lucky and happy life with her adopted family. They miss her very much.
Casey really loves the weekends. She seems to know that Saturday means early long walks and a car ride. She never lets us forget.
We hope all of her cousins are doing well, also. Mark and Pauline Loveland
[Casey was adopted in May 2005 at 4 years old. She had been a stray before coming to NVSR.] Posted December 2012.
January 5, 2015: Casey passed away today, a senior dog that had a very lucky and happy life with her adopted family. They miss her very much.
Merlin
It's been seven years since I came to my forever home, and how the time has flown! This Thanksgiving my mom says she is especially thankful to have me in her life. She is always giving me kisses and hugs. I show her I love her, too, by sleeping right next to her bed. Last spring my mom sent my sister and me to school at Olde Towne School for Dogs. We both graduated and are the best behaved dogs in our neighborhood! My mom is soooo proud to walk us around. We walk on a loose leash, stop and sit when she stops, and lie down and stay when she is far away from us. I guess old dogs CAN learn new tricks.
I still love being outdoors just as much as ever! We live in a condo, so my mom makes sure she takes me for runs several times a week so that I get my energy out and have a chance to smell the great outdoors. We also visit my Grammy in New York and my Sheltie cousins, Sam and Harry. I LOVE Grammy's yard and keep everyone safe from squirrels while I'm there. My Sheltie sister, Daphne, is my best friend. We play and snuggle together. She's the fluffy one in the photos - I'm as sleek, handsome, and soft as ever!
Oh, the greatest thing happened! Mom signed us up for a program that sends us treats and toys once a month. She says that since I smell every package that comes in to the house anyway, I should get some mail that's actually for me. I LOVE opening my mail!! Merlin Balbi
[Merlin was adopted in September 2005 when he was 2 years old.] Posted December 2012
I still love being outdoors just as much as ever! We live in a condo, so my mom makes sure she takes me for runs several times a week so that I get my energy out and have a chance to smell the great outdoors. We also visit my Grammy in New York and my Sheltie cousins, Sam and Harry. I LOVE Grammy's yard and keep everyone safe from squirrels while I'm there. My Sheltie sister, Daphne, is my best friend. We play and snuggle together. She's the fluffy one in the photos - I'm as sleek, handsome, and soft as ever!
Oh, the greatest thing happened! Mom signed us up for a program that sends us treats and toys once a month. She says that since I smell every package that comes in to the house anyway, I should get some mail that's actually for me. I LOVE opening my mail!! Merlin Balbi
[Merlin was adopted in September 2005 when he was 2 years old.] Posted December 2012
Veda
We adopted Veda 8 years ago, and she was the perfect addition to our family. We still remember when we chose her. We had been looking on your website for weeks for an active, playful adult dog that was at least housetrained (since I was still potty training children). Veda sounded like the perfect fit for our active family - 2 boys and 2 girls who love to run and play. We were convinced to choose Veda when her foster mom encouraged the kids to go outside and play with the two foster dogs there. While the other Sheltie went to lie down, Veda grabbed a deflated ball and was ready to play fetch. She was the ONE for us! She has logged many miles running, jumping, rolling over, and doing all manner of tricks with the children.
Our wonderful experience with NVSR fostering Veda left a positive impression on our family. We appreciated getting her after her foster family was continuing her training and manners, while also giving us a thorough description of her strengths and weaknesses. Three years ago, while living in Miami, we fostered a stray Rottweiler until its owner was found. It was a wonderful experience for us and for Veda. They followed each other around and kept watch in the hallway while we slept. Since then, we've fostered two other strays, and we learned that Veda would love to have a canine friend. The children have learned a lot training and reading about Shelties, and now pet-sit for neighbors. Veda is their number one helper.
Veda has traveled the country with us, visiting dog parks in Miami, Long Island, and Seattle. She's played in the snow with us, gone camping and hiking, and done a little dog show with tricks at our church spring festival. Last year, we finally adopted a permanent playmate for Veda - Ginger, a 4 year old Lab, who respects Veda as the "alpha dog." Veda is 12 years old now and doesn't move as fast as she used to, but she's still a great addition to our family. Thank you for all you've done to rescue and foster Shelties and pass them on to forever families like ours. We are forever grateful!! Angela Bartee and family
[Veda was adopted in May 2005 at age 3.] Posted December 2012
Our wonderful experience with NVSR fostering Veda left a positive impression on our family. We appreciated getting her after her foster family was continuing her training and manners, while also giving us a thorough description of her strengths and weaknesses. Three years ago, while living in Miami, we fostered a stray Rottweiler until its owner was found. It was a wonderful experience for us and for Veda. They followed each other around and kept watch in the hallway while we slept. Since then, we've fostered two other strays, and we learned that Veda would love to have a canine friend. The children have learned a lot training and reading about Shelties, and now pet-sit for neighbors. Veda is their number one helper.
Veda has traveled the country with us, visiting dog parks in Miami, Long Island, and Seattle. She's played in the snow with us, gone camping and hiking, and done a little dog show with tricks at our church spring festival. Last year, we finally adopted a permanent playmate for Veda - Ginger, a 4 year old Lab, who respects Veda as the "alpha dog." Veda is 12 years old now and doesn't move as fast as she used to, but she's still a great addition to our family. Thank you for all you've done to rescue and foster Shelties and pass them on to forever families like ours. We are forever grateful!! Angela Bartee and family
[Veda was adopted in May 2005 at age 3.] Posted December 2012
Max
I'm so glad you asked me how I'm doing. I've been in my new home two years now. I found a girlfriend, Miss Priss, right away, and she showed me all the ropes. I found a new job, too. It is to get anywhere we are going before everyone else, and check it out to be sure it is safe for everyone. (Miss Priss and my forever owner are kind of slow.) I am also an excellent watch dog - even if I do say so myself. I chase the mailman away every day, and warn everyone when "Brown" brings its noisy truck down the lane. I do not tolerate those nasty squirrels, and I bark at deer when they come too close.
Some days we walk down three houses for a doggie play date with a neighbor's dogs. Their yard is bigger than ours, and I can chase the ball farther. Oh, did I tell you I am simply crazy about volleyballs? I can run them down and pounce on them before my girlfriend even turns around . (I am so manly!) It takes a real dog to fetch a volleyball.
Once a month we all go to the farm in Brunswick County. That yard is an acre large - whatever that means ... To me, it means I can chase the ball forever and ever. My main job there is to tell Mom when someone arrives. The rest of the time my girlfriend and I like to lie on the porch and sun. The porch faces just right to be able to smell all that goes on around the place.
All in all, I have to say I'm a true blessing to my forever family. Mom said that she wanted a dog that would fetch and sit in her lap. At 31 pounds, I do my best with that lap sitting. Tell all the NVSR foster dogs to hang in there because their forever homes are right around the corner. Live can be so sweet. Max Goodwyn
[Max was adopted in February 2011 when he was 3 years old.] Posted December 2012
Some days we walk down three houses for a doggie play date with a neighbor's dogs. Their yard is bigger than ours, and I can chase the ball farther. Oh, did I tell you I am simply crazy about volleyballs? I can run them down and pounce on them before my girlfriend even turns around . (I am so manly!) It takes a real dog to fetch a volleyball.
Once a month we all go to the farm in Brunswick County. That yard is an acre large - whatever that means ... To me, it means I can chase the ball forever and ever. My main job there is to tell Mom when someone arrives. The rest of the time my girlfriend and I like to lie on the porch and sun. The porch faces just right to be able to smell all that goes on around the place.
All in all, I have to say I'm a true blessing to my forever family. Mom said that she wanted a dog that would fetch and sit in her lap. At 31 pounds, I do my best with that lap sitting. Tell all the NVSR foster dogs to hang in there because their forever homes are right around the corner. Live can be so sweet. Max Goodwyn
[Max was adopted in February 2011 when he was 3 years old.] Posted December 2012
Dylan
When we adopted Dylan, we were warned that he had a mild heart condition that may shorten his lifespan from the norm. However, Dylan is now approaching his 14th year, and the condition hasn't caused him any real problems. His hearing is failing, his eyesight is not as good as it once was, and he likes to sleep a little more than he used to, but he's still an active and happy dog. He now shares the house with several cats, but apart from getting a little irritated with the kittens when they are rambunctious, he is gentle with them all. When he was younger, he liked to play tag with the cats, but both he and the older cats elect not to pursue such activities anymore. Dylan appears to be enjoying his elder statesman-like role and is growing old with much grace.
Neale Ferguson
[Dylan was adopted in March 2000 at 1 year old.] Posted November 2012
Neale Ferguson
[Dylan was adopted in March 2000 at 1 year old.] Posted November 2012
Briana & Rusty
We are doing wonderfully! Our mom is home more now since she retired from teaching after 33 years. She started her own business ... a pet care service called Love4Paws! We get to smell all her new friends when she comes home from caring for them when their parents are out-of-town. Check out the photos of us and her other friends on the website.
We play together very well, but sometimes we disagree just like two-legged siblings - but not too often. Our favorite game is tug-of-war with a rope or MegaLast bone. We also like to dig holes in the back yard sometimes, which doesn't make Mom very happy, but she loves us anyway. She says that Rusty didn't dig holes until a certain four-legged "who shall remain nameless" taught him to do that. We both wonder what she means by that.
Mom says that we are her sweethearts and she loves us very much! We are both very glad we came to live with her ... she needs us so she will not be lonely. Maybe we can come to an event if we can find something to keep Rusty from getting sick in the car. Mom wants to take us more places, and we would love to meet some new friends! We hope you enjoy our photos. Tell all our NVSR friends thank you for all the love they give the "furry babies" (as Mom calls them).
Briana and Rusty Bryant
[Briana was adopted in May 2010 at 8 months old; Rusty was adopted in July 2008 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted November 2012
We play together very well, but sometimes we disagree just like two-legged siblings - but not too often. Our favorite game is tug-of-war with a rope or MegaLast bone. We also like to dig holes in the back yard sometimes, which doesn't make Mom very happy, but she loves us anyway. She says that Rusty didn't dig holes until a certain four-legged "who shall remain nameless" taught him to do that. We both wonder what she means by that.
Mom says that we are her sweethearts and she loves us very much! We are both very glad we came to live with her ... she needs us so she will not be lonely. Maybe we can come to an event if we can find something to keep Rusty from getting sick in the car. Mom wants to take us more places, and we would love to meet some new friends! We hope you enjoy our photos. Tell all our NVSR friends thank you for all the love they give the "furry babies" (as Mom calls them).
Briana and Rusty Bryant
[Briana was adopted in May 2010 at 8 months old; Rusty was adopted in July 2008 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted November 2012
Maggie
My mom and dad and I were so excited when we received our 2013 NVSR calendars! We ordered eight, and seven of them will go to people special to us. When I saw my picture on the June page, I thought, "Wow, is that me? I look beautiful!" After that, I just had to do a lot of woofs and twirls. My picture affected Mom, as well. She started to act like "show dog mom" or something. I had to give Dad credit for being such a good photographer because he took the picture. Thanks to all who were responsible for putting together such an excellent calendar.
Much doggie love - Maggie Gass
PS - I thought all the other Shelties in the calendar were beautiful, too!
[Maggie was adopted in December 2011 at age 4 years.] Posted November 2012
You can order your own NVSR calendar(s) on our Sheltie Shop page.
Much doggie love - Maggie Gass
PS - I thought all the other Shelties in the calendar were beautiful, too!
[Maggie was adopted in December 2011 at age 4 years.] Posted November 2012
You can order your own NVSR calendar(s) on our Sheltie Shop page.
Heidi Louise
Nowadays I'm 23 pounds, but in the summer of 2011, I was a 14-pound emaciated stray with muscles so wasted that I could barely stand up. My Sheltie hair was thin, and my teeth were rotten. My NVSR Foster Mom rescued me from a shelter and fed, medicated, and massaged me back to life. At the end of that summer, my Foster Mom said I was ready to meet my Forever Mom. My Forever Mom asked me, "Do you want to come home with me and be my Forever Sheltie?" And I responded by kissing her twice on the nose, which really lit her up.
Every day my mom and I go for a slow walk, and I sniff the grass, trees, shrubs, recycling bins, light poles, fences, fallen tree limbs, and fire hydrants. Because I'm about 12 years old and can't walk very quickly, when we cross a road my mom scoops me up under her right arm and carries me like a clutch purse. People that I meet on our walks tell me I'm beautiful, and they say they especially like my long, thick, and very soft Sheltie hair. The best thing about my life is that I have several dozen stuffed toys and balls and get to play catch and fetch every day. Nothing makes me happier than playing with my toys! Heidi Louise Piazza
[Heidi was adopted in September 2011 at age ?? - somewhere between 10 and 13 years old.] Posted October 2012
March 2013 - we are very sad to report that Heidi Louise died in late February. Her Forever Mom said: "She had a tail-wagging, happy, love-filled, and playful week, and her life-threatening illness came from out of the blue. At the vet office, I talked to Heidi for a long time, ran my hands through her soft and thick hair, told her stories about our 17 months together, thanked her for all the things that made her special, sang to her a little while, then let her go to the rainbow bridge." Rest in peace, Heidi Louise.
Every day my mom and I go for a slow walk, and I sniff the grass, trees, shrubs, recycling bins, light poles, fences, fallen tree limbs, and fire hydrants. Because I'm about 12 years old and can't walk very quickly, when we cross a road my mom scoops me up under her right arm and carries me like a clutch purse. People that I meet on our walks tell me I'm beautiful, and they say they especially like my long, thick, and very soft Sheltie hair. The best thing about my life is that I have several dozen stuffed toys and balls and get to play catch and fetch every day. Nothing makes me happier than playing with my toys! Heidi Louise Piazza
[Heidi was adopted in September 2011 at age ?? - somewhere between 10 and 13 years old.] Posted October 2012
March 2013 - we are very sad to report that Heidi Louise died in late February. Her Forever Mom said: "She had a tail-wagging, happy, love-filled, and playful week, and her life-threatening illness came from out of the blue. At the vet office, I talked to Heidi for a long time, ran my hands through her soft and thick hair, told her stories about our 17 months together, thanked her for all the things that made her special, sang to her a little while, then let her go to the rainbow bridge." Rest in peace, Heidi Louise.
Tillie & Foxy
Both Tillie and Foxy are doing well. They both just had check-ups and grooming, and both are just great! Tillie is almost 11 and is slowing down, but still goes up and down stairs and likes to chase her Frisbee. Occasionally her legs shake a bit when walking or squatting, but the vet did not indicate anything other than normal aging.
Foxy is supposedly 3, but I think perhaps just 2. She is quite full of energy – she loves to run and catch her Frisbee. Thankfully, we are a family of runners, so her favorite thing is going for 5-6 mile runs with us. She is indefatigable! She is settling into the family and loves her large yard. She is quite affectionate.
Both Tillie and Foxy are "Velcro" dogs, always underfoot. They always lie beside me when I work or are in the same room with us. In fact, they are on either side of my chair right now! Clarissa Cullers
[Tillie was adopted in 2006 at age 4. Foxy was adopted in May 2011 at 2 years old.] Posted October 2012
Foxy is supposedly 3, but I think perhaps just 2. She is quite full of energy – she loves to run and catch her Frisbee. Thankfully, we are a family of runners, so her favorite thing is going for 5-6 mile runs with us. She is indefatigable! She is settling into the family and loves her large yard. She is quite affectionate.
Both Tillie and Foxy are "Velcro" dogs, always underfoot. They always lie beside me when I work or are in the same room with us. In fact, they are on either side of my chair right now! Clarissa Cullers
[Tillie was adopted in 2006 at age 4. Foxy was adopted in May 2011 at 2 years old.] Posted October 2012
Cody
Cody is doing just marvelously. He has settled in quite nicely and his personality is really shining now. He and our female, Shelly, have become very close, and they play together in the house quite a bit now. It took Shelly a while to learn Cody’s games, but since she has, she and Cody have a lot of fun together. Cody is talking all the time now which is wonderful. He and I go out and play quite a bit, and he loves his tennis balls (or anyone else’s for that matter), his soccer ball, his hula hoop, but his favorite toy is his Frisbee.
I am a church pastor and our parsonage is on church property. Our church has a day care, and Cody has become quite a celebrity with the children. They love to watch him play and to play with him. He is really great with them. He has also become a celebrity at a rehab-center/nursing home in Charlottesville. My wife was there for about 2 months following a major surgery, and I took both Cody and Shelly to visit. While Shelly is good, she is much more stand off-ish. Cody would just walk up to the people and let them pet him - they really loved it. By the second visit, they were asking him to come back. He has also won over the hearts of my extended family and my church members. He is a wonderful, playful, loving friend, and he has generated a nice fan following. He is truly a canine ambassador, and Ettie Jo and I feel so blessed to have him as a part of our family.
Bill Bearden
[Cody was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8-9 years old] Updated October 2012
I am a church pastor and our parsonage is on church property. Our church has a day care, and Cody has become quite a celebrity with the children. They love to watch him play and to play with him. He is really great with them. He has also become a celebrity at a rehab-center/nursing home in Charlottesville. My wife was there for about 2 months following a major surgery, and I took both Cody and Shelly to visit. While Shelly is good, she is much more stand off-ish. Cody would just walk up to the people and let them pet him - they really loved it. By the second visit, they were asking him to come back. He has also won over the hearts of my extended family and my church members. He is a wonderful, playful, loving friend, and he has generated a nice fan following. He is truly a canine ambassador, and Ettie Jo and I feel so blessed to have him as a part of our family.
Bill Bearden
[Cody was adopted in March 2012 when he was 8-9 years old] Updated October 2012
Tallie
My goodness! When my Foster Mom sat down with these two people (my "furever" Mom & Dad) I was pretty shy with them. Then they started to play with me and hold me, so I went with them for a long drive - Virginia to Maryland. I was in the car for three hours, and I didn't throw up! We stopped at the vet where they have some cool toys and friends, and they bought me some new food called Taste of the Wild. When we got home, there were lots of strange new smells, and I wasn't so sure about the tall man. The lady was okay, though.
Our home is great! There are outdoor cats who act silly when I bark at them. When we went for one of our long walks down the lane, I found a toad and a snake. I think the snake was trying to eat the toad, but I put a stop to that. The snake scurried away, and I wanted to play with the toad, but my Mom put a stop to that. What fun! One day we went to see this nice lady Mom called doctor, and she pinched me with a long stick (vaccine) but it didn't hurt. And I got a thing called a microchip so I can never get lost; that didn't hurt either.
I love my dog food but Mom is real careful with how much I get. She always gives me vegetables at dinner time, things called broccoli, green beans, and carrots. Mom and Dad give me treats for doing a just a few simple tricks.
I love to run around the house with my new toy chipmunk, and since I am a herding dog I can go really fast and I growl as I am running with it. Then when I get tired, I love to roll around the floor for as long as I can. Mom and Dad laugh so hard at me when I do these things. Oh yeah, I forgot, Dad is really cool now that I know him. He likes to chuckle my whiskers and tickle my belly. He has treats with him all the time, and I surprise him by sitting and sliding into the down position when I see him, which he loves. Thank you, NVSR, for finding my "furever" family. I am still learning new things all the time, but Mom & Dad keep saying how lucky they are to have me. They think I am the most beautiful and precious dog in the whole world, and that's great with me. Don't tell them anything different, okay?
Tallie Crouch
[Tallie was adopted in August 2012 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted October 2012
Our home is great! There are outdoor cats who act silly when I bark at them. When we went for one of our long walks down the lane, I found a toad and a snake. I think the snake was trying to eat the toad, but I put a stop to that. The snake scurried away, and I wanted to play with the toad, but my Mom put a stop to that. What fun! One day we went to see this nice lady Mom called doctor, and she pinched me with a long stick (vaccine) but it didn't hurt. And I got a thing called a microchip so I can never get lost; that didn't hurt either.
I love my dog food but Mom is real careful with how much I get. She always gives me vegetables at dinner time, things called broccoli, green beans, and carrots. Mom and Dad give me treats for doing a just a few simple tricks.
I love to run around the house with my new toy chipmunk, and since I am a herding dog I can go really fast and I growl as I am running with it. Then when I get tired, I love to roll around the floor for as long as I can. Mom and Dad laugh so hard at me when I do these things. Oh yeah, I forgot, Dad is really cool now that I know him. He likes to chuckle my whiskers and tickle my belly. He has treats with him all the time, and I surprise him by sitting and sliding into the down position when I see him, which he loves. Thank you, NVSR, for finding my "furever" family. I am still learning new things all the time, but Mom & Dad keep saying how lucky they are to have me. They think I am the most beautiful and precious dog in the whole world, and that's great with me. Don't tell them anything different, okay?
Tallie Crouch
[Tallie was adopted in August 2012 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted October 2012
Riley
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to write, but things are very busy here, and my family doesn't let me get on the computer much. They took some pictures after my bath last night, though, and I'm sending you a couple of them. One shows how I "Shake."
I've settled in very well, and I get along great with all the cats and other animals. I love my new mommy so much that I have to bark to warn her whenever someone comes to the door; the rest of the family doesn't understand why I bark only when she's home, though. And I missed her a lot when she disappeared for a month this summer. The others kept talking about "vacation" and "Canada," but I only knew she wasn't home. I was so excited when she got back. I hope you like the pictures, even if I was more interested in what somebody might have dropped on the kitchen floor than smiling for the camera - you have to have priorities, you know. Riley Dart
[Riley was adopted in October 2011 at age 7.] Posted August 2012
I've settled in very well, and I get along great with all the cats and other animals. I love my new mommy so much that I have to bark to warn her whenever someone comes to the door; the rest of the family doesn't understand why I bark only when she's home, though. And I missed her a lot when she disappeared for a month this summer. The others kept talking about "vacation" and "Canada," but I only knew she wasn't home. I was so excited when she got back. I hope you like the pictures, even if I was more interested in what somebody might have dropped on the kitchen floor than smiling for the camera - you have to have priorities, you know. Riley Dart
[Riley was adopted in October 2011 at age 7.] Posted August 2012
Reese
Hi to my all NVSR friends! Reese here ... Glad you are checking up on me. I am doing very well here. My new parents don’t work, or rather my father doesn’t, but mom works a couple afternoons a week. They take me for a walk most evenings. There are several restaurants here with outdoor seating so I can eat with them ... they are pretty sloppy, being old and clumsy, so I usually get a few scraps. There is also a park across the street with a lovely patch of ivy next to some woods. Perfect for lifting a leg.
They seem to like it when they come home from errands, to have me turn circles to greet them ... I sleep a lot here and have trained them to let me eat just before bedtime. I got a summer cut ... called a puppy cut. I think it made me look like I lost five pounds, but my fur grows back quickly, and I should be perfectly handsome again before long. Even so, folks we meet on our walks always comment on my beauty, as well they should! I like most other dogs we meet, but there is a new Lab puppy that loves to nip at my face ... he was off leash ... too bad he has such poor parents they can't afford a leash.
I better go, only a couple hours before they wake me and make me poop in the yard before they feed me - such idiots - but they make up for it in tummy rubs. Here are a couple photos of me doing one of the things I do best - decorating the sofa and napping.
Love and licks from Reese Johnson
[Reese was adopted in March 2012 when he was 6 years old.] Posted August 2012
Larado & Tartan
Hi, this is Larado, class of 2009, checking in. That's me on the left, the handsome one. I came to my forever home in the fall of 2009 after 8 1/2 years in a puppy mill. I was afraid of everything in my new home, but I have gotten used to all except loud noises. My folks call me their Shetland Sleepdog. Well, I guess I do like taking a nap or two each day. I am glad that they are retired, because it gave me time to train them. As an older dog, I am somewhat set in my ways. I let them think they were training me, but of course I was just breaking them in. The first year, Dad was going through multiple health issues, so I helped them get through those rough times. They now have one of those paw print shaped placards on their car that says "Who rescued whom?" I don't know why that is even a question. I obviously am the one who rescued them. I am still very timid, but do like being around some dogs as long as they are not too aggressive. So my family contacted NVSR to see if they knew of another shy dog that could be my friend. In April 2012, Tartan became a new member of our family, and I became the Alpha dog. I'll let Tartan tell his own story.
Hey, Tartan here. What do you think about Larado being the handsome one? I am a pretty good looking boy myself! That's me on the right. Larado and I are both mahogany sable Shelties. We are the same size and have the same markings, even down to the tan colored left front leg. I spent 9 to 10 years in a puppy mill, one of the dogs rescued by the ASPCA last fall in Arkansas. When I first met Larado, I knew I had a friend. He has taught me so much, like climbing stairs, the meaning of "Last Out" and "Time for Bed." I follow him all around the house and yard. My family tells me I am a happy dog as I wag my tail a lot. That's a trick I learned to get them to scratch my chin and ears. It took me no time at all to work my way into their hearts, and I am bringing Larado out of his shyness. I hope all the other "senior" shelties are as lucky as Larado and I are in finding a family to love and care for them. Tartan & Larado Vollbrecht
Note from Tartan's and Larado's mom and dad: NVSR has done a great job in matching us up with Larado and Tartan. We can't thank NVSR enough for the warmth and joy these two senior dogs have brought into our house.
[Larado was adopted in September 2009 at age 8. Tartan was adopted in April 2012 at age 9.] Posted August 2012
Both Larado and Tartan have passed away and are still remembered lovingly by their family. Larado died April 14, 2015, and Tartan died June 1, 2014. They were best buddies.
Zander
Zander is doing great. Unfortunately, he lost one of his canine sisters whom he had been with since coming to his forever home. Zander still has one canine sister (we adopted Zander to be her BFF), and Zander has many feline friends, too.
Zander is a wonderful boy. Everyone who meets him instantly likes him (humans and animals). And, people are surprised to discover he is blind. Zander knows every step of his neighborhood and park, loves to walk to the waterfront park and play (the unofficial dog park of Canton), and enjoys going everywhere with me (weather permitting). We'll be going to the beach soon, and I'll send some pictures of him playing there. Here's a picture of him with his toy. He was worn out from playing but wasn't letting go of his toy. Zander Rice
[Zander was adopted in March 2003 when he was 3 months old.] Posted August 2012
Zander is a wonderful boy. Everyone who meets him instantly likes him (humans and animals). And, people are surprised to discover he is blind. Zander knows every step of his neighborhood and park, loves to walk to the waterfront park and play (the unofficial dog park of Canton), and enjoys going everywhere with me (weather permitting). We'll be going to the beach soon, and I'll send some pictures of him playing there. Here's a picture of him with his toy. He was worn out from playing but wasn't letting go of his toy. Zander Rice
[Zander was adopted in March 2003 when he was 3 months old.] Posted August 2012
Fido
I’m doing well, but definitely getting older. I have cataracts so it is hard to see, and I don’t hear too well anymore. The upside is the airplanes, vacuum, storms, fireworks, etc., no longer bother me because I can’t hear them. Otherwise, I still have lots of energy and enjoy tossing all of my squeaky toys in the air, chasing things, and following my mom around. Since I can’t see very well, I stay very, very, very (like touching) close to her as she walks throughout the house. It seems to annoy her most as we walk down the stairs. She keeps telling me we are going to end up on "1,000 Ways to Die," but I’m not really sure what she means.
I do have to take shorter walks and have a harder time with the stairs, but my mom carries me up those most of the time so I don’t have to work too hard. I think my sister steals my food now that I can’t see too well. My mom gives me a handful of carrots,and I eat one and go to get the next one and they are gone. But all in all life is good. I’ve attached a recent picture of me sleeping. I was pretty tuckered out after a walk in the hot sun.
Fido Bergin
[Fido was adopted in December 2004 at age 5.] Posted August 2012
Good old Fido lived a nice long life and passed away on July 5, 2014. He is lovingly remembered by his family.
I do have to take shorter walks and have a harder time with the stairs, but my mom carries me up those most of the time so I don’t have to work too hard. I think my sister steals my food now that I can’t see too well. My mom gives me a handful of carrots,and I eat one and go to get the next one and they are gone. But all in all life is good. I’ve attached a recent picture of me sleeping. I was pretty tuckered out after a walk in the hot sun.
Fido Bergin
[Fido was adopted in December 2004 at age 5.] Posted August 2012
Good old Fido lived a nice long life and passed away on July 5, 2014. He is lovingly remembered by his family.
Ms. Katie
Hello, everyone! Ms. Katie here. Here's a picture of me under Dad’s desk – his old sweater sure smells good. Also check out the other picture on the way to the beach – me sitting between Dad and Uncle Peter. My butt was actually on the back seat floor as I was almost stuck in place. Peter is closing down his beach place. and we've been going down almost every two weeks to pack, clean and move stuff. Dad sent a couple more of my beautiful self – older pictures I think. I don’t know how to attach pictures myself.
Well this heat is terrible – I'm out just a few minutes to do my business and then take walks late at night. A few months ago I went to see Dr. Dan a few blocks down from the office. He told me to lose a couple pounds, then gave me some vitamins and shots. I feel fine but am slowing down. I no longer jump up onto the couch – Dad has to lift me up. Seems I sleep a lot, but life is still good.
Tell all hi for me – love, Ms. Katie Gray
[Katie was adopted in May 2005 at 6 years old.] Posted August 2012
We are sad to report that Ms. Katie passed away on October 11, 2013. She is very much missed by her family. Rest in peace, Ms. Katie, and know that you were - and are - very much loved!
Well this heat is terrible – I'm out just a few minutes to do my business and then take walks late at night. A few months ago I went to see Dr. Dan a few blocks down from the office. He told me to lose a couple pounds, then gave me some vitamins and shots. I feel fine but am slowing down. I no longer jump up onto the couch – Dad has to lift me up. Seems I sleep a lot, but life is still good.
Tell all hi for me – love, Ms. Katie Gray
[Katie was adopted in May 2005 at 6 years old.] Posted August 2012
We are sad to report that Ms. Katie passed away on October 11, 2013. She is very much missed by her family. Rest in peace, Ms. Katie, and know that you were - and are - very much loved!
Rocky
I am healthy and happy living with my friends Molly, Izzie and Lola. Molly was here first. She's a Sheltie also and can be a little bossy. Molly has arthritis so she isn't as much fun to play with as she used to be. Sometimes she will even steal my bone. Now I hide my bones outside so Molly can't find them.
Izzie is the cat. I just ignore her. Lola, the Shitzu, and I love to play. I have to be careful though because she is smaller than I am. My favorite thing to do is bark at the squirrels in the backyard. I can see them jumping through the trees and just wish I could catch one! I also like to bark at the neighbor's dogs even though I am told not to do that. I love being outside unless it is hot and humid. I just went to the groomer, and they say I look quite handsome. I don't know, but it sure helped with the heat. The storms we had in the past few weeks have made me very nervous of thunder. I don't like thunder and lightening. They are scary.
Every weekend my friends (I think they call them grandchildren) come over and play with me. Caden is 5 and Collin is 3. They are fun to play with and give me extra bones! I hid some in the couch. That Molly better not find them!
Love to you and your shelter friends, Rocky Carpenter
[Rocky was adopted in September 2004 at 8 months old.] Posted July 2012
Izzie is the cat. I just ignore her. Lola, the Shitzu, and I love to play. I have to be careful though because she is smaller than I am. My favorite thing to do is bark at the squirrels in the backyard. I can see them jumping through the trees and just wish I could catch one! I also like to bark at the neighbor's dogs even though I am told not to do that. I love being outside unless it is hot and humid. I just went to the groomer, and they say I look quite handsome. I don't know, but it sure helped with the heat. The storms we had in the past few weeks have made me very nervous of thunder. I don't like thunder and lightening. They are scary.
Every weekend my friends (I think they call them grandchildren) come over and play with me. Caden is 5 and Collin is 3. They are fun to play with and give me extra bones! I hid some in the couch. That Molly better not find them!
Love to you and your shelter friends, Rocky Carpenter
[Rocky was adopted in September 2004 at 8 months old.] Posted July 2012
Lili
Hi Everyone! Let me start this letter by saying that my forever parents are the best thing that ever happened to me. I am allowed free run of the house and yard. Talking about the yard, one time around and I am exhausted!
Being a girl, you know how we feel about our appearance, and I can tell you my coat is shiny, soft, and free of fleas! I must say I look terrific!!
My family has a pool in the back yard and so I swim a lot.......what a life! When I am not swimming, this is what I like to do when it's hot - sit in Mom's float and soak my butt.
Who knew it could be this good? I want to thank you for finding me this paradise.
Lili Jones
[Lili was adopted in August 2011 at 3 years old.] Posted July 2012
Here's an update from Lili, dated October 2013: Life is good, mom and dad bought a new RV so we have been camping some more, which I love, but I love coming home.
Being a girl, you know how we feel about our appearance, and I can tell you my coat is shiny, soft, and free of fleas! I must say I look terrific!!
My family has a pool in the back yard and so I swim a lot.......what a life! When I am not swimming, this is what I like to do when it's hot - sit in Mom's float and soak my butt.
Who knew it could be this good? I want to thank you for finding me this paradise.
Lili Jones
[Lili was adopted in August 2011 at 3 years old.] Posted July 2012
Here's an update from Lili, dated October 2013: Life is good, mom and dad bought a new RV so we have been camping some more, which I love, but I love coming home.
Jake
Jake is now 15, still enjoying outings at the Manassas Battlefields. He enjoys swimming at a local dog spa. Basically, in the hot weather he just enjoys being wet. He will actually stand in the grass under the sprinklers not moving. Jake also enjoys his number one favorite thing in the world - FOOD! It is amazing how fast the old boy moves when I open the refrigerator. Jake is still the mellow fellow, but he has been a wonderful companion all these years.
Donna Diller
[Jake was adopted in January 2005 at age 7.] Posted July 2012
We're very sad to report that Jake passed away on July 18, 2012, right after this news was posted. He was a wonderful friend to his adopter, and she'll never forget him. Rest in peace, Jake.
Oreo & Buddy
Hi, this is Oreo. I'm doing the talking here, and I am doing great!! I love my new home. My mom and dad love to play with me. I have a lot of yard to run around on and dad likes to race me. I usually win - I am really fast! Especially if I see a bunny rabbit. I love bunnies. I sleep with my mom and dad almost every night. My mom likes to brush me; I would rather she not, but I let her anyway because I know I am going to get a yummy treat! One of my favorite family members is my grandpa. I can't get enough of him when he comes over. I love him so much I want to sit on his lap! He is so loving.
My big brother Buddy is doing great. He is so funny. My mom and dad bought him a nice bed but he would rather sleep in a box. How funny is that? Buddy is always making me laugh. I know Buddy doesn't hear well so I let him know when mom and dad come home, when people come over, or if mom and dad are trying to leave without us. I love to give Buddy kisses. We are very good brothers! Here's a picture of Buddy with his cone. He had surgery to remove a non-cancerous growth. He looks cute.
I wish all Shelties can have the love and joy we found in our forever home! I never knew what love was until I found my mom and dad. My mom kisses me all the time and tells me how good and handsome I am. I just can't believe this is my life! I know Buddy feels the same. We talk about it when mom and dad are sleeping.
Love to all my brothers and sisters and to my foster mom and dad!
Oreo Withrow & his buddy, Buddy
[Oreo was adopted September 2011 at 5 years old. Buddy was adopted February 2011 at age 8-9 (est.)] Posted July 2012
Sad news: Buddy passed away from cancer October 14, 2013. His family said he was "Everyone's Buddy." Rest in peace, dear Buddy.
My big brother Buddy is doing great. He is so funny. My mom and dad bought him a nice bed but he would rather sleep in a box. How funny is that? Buddy is always making me laugh. I know Buddy doesn't hear well so I let him know when mom and dad come home, when people come over, or if mom and dad are trying to leave without us. I love to give Buddy kisses. We are very good brothers! Here's a picture of Buddy with his cone. He had surgery to remove a non-cancerous growth. He looks cute.
I wish all Shelties can have the love and joy we found in our forever home! I never knew what love was until I found my mom and dad. My mom kisses me all the time and tells me how good and handsome I am. I just can't believe this is my life! I know Buddy feels the same. We talk about it when mom and dad are sleeping.
Love to all my brothers and sisters and to my foster mom and dad!
Oreo Withrow & his buddy, Buddy
[Oreo was adopted September 2011 at 5 years old. Buddy was adopted February 2011 at age 8-9 (est.)] Posted July 2012
Sad news: Buddy passed away from cancer October 14, 2013. His family said he was "Everyone's Buddy." Rest in peace, dear Buddy.
Knock
Hi everyone! My name is Knock. When I came to rescue I was called Alvin because I came with my 2 brothers, Simon and Theodore. My family saw my picture and just knew I was the puppy for them. I got to meet them, and it was perfect match. I have 3 brothers, but 2 of them are a little weird. They walk on 2 legs and don't have fur or bark too much. They are Patrick, 9, and Connor, 6. My other brother is 14 and his name is Guinness. He barks more than I do, but loves to wrestle and play, and he looks just like he should! He told me we had a sister, Winnie, who crossed the rainbow bridge about 4 years ago, and he is so happy to have a playmate again. We cuddle and run and protect the yard together.
My Dad takes me on short runs and long walks. He taught me this new trick to spin around, and I can almost dance on my back legs like Guinness, too! Mommy is home in the day and has toes I love to lick. I also love it when anyone laughs - I come on the run to lick them! I get lots of good food and love the pasta I get once in a while. I'm not crazy about storms, but Mommy snuggles me and I do fine. There are pillows all over the house, and G-man and I follow mommy around in the day - there is always a comfy spot to flop. I love to rub against wet towels, which makes Mommy laugh, as Guinness has always done that, too.
I have really cool grandparents, who adore me and may want to get another Sheltie soon. Mommy says they can't have me, but they visit a lot, so I get tons of special treats and love. My 2-legged brothers are the best. We play chase, and they throw toys and drop lots of awesome food. I have come out of my shell so much and love all my doggie neighbors. We meet at the fence for chats. I love to meet new people and after a little time I want lots of attention.
I have a great yard, and I can jump up almost to Mommy's hip. I cannot wait to start Agility when I am old enough. I have a great puppy doctor who says I am totally healthy and a good boy. I want to thank everyone for rescuing me and helping me find my family. I have an awesome collar covered in Shamrocks and more love than I can say. I'm a really happy, sweet, fun little guy, according to my family. I'll see everyone at the annual picnic!!
Sloppy Sheltie Kisses, Knock "the Shamrock" Bechen
[Knock was adopted March 2012 at 4 months old.] Posted July 2012
My Dad takes me on short runs and long walks. He taught me this new trick to spin around, and I can almost dance on my back legs like Guinness, too! Mommy is home in the day and has toes I love to lick. I also love it when anyone laughs - I come on the run to lick them! I get lots of good food and love the pasta I get once in a while. I'm not crazy about storms, but Mommy snuggles me and I do fine. There are pillows all over the house, and G-man and I follow mommy around in the day - there is always a comfy spot to flop. I love to rub against wet towels, which makes Mommy laugh, as Guinness has always done that, too.
I have really cool grandparents, who adore me and may want to get another Sheltie soon. Mommy says they can't have me, but they visit a lot, so I get tons of special treats and love. My 2-legged brothers are the best. We play chase, and they throw toys and drop lots of awesome food. I have come out of my shell so much and love all my doggie neighbors. We meet at the fence for chats. I love to meet new people and after a little time I want lots of attention.
I have a great yard, and I can jump up almost to Mommy's hip. I cannot wait to start Agility when I am old enough. I have a great puppy doctor who says I am totally healthy and a good boy. I want to thank everyone for rescuing me and helping me find my family. I have an awesome collar covered in Shamrocks and more love than I can say. I'm a really happy, sweet, fun little guy, according to my family. I'll see everyone at the annual picnic!!
Sloppy Sheltie Kisses, Knock "the Shamrock" Bechen
[Knock was adopted March 2012 at 4 months old.] Posted July 2012
Scamp
I have been very busy lately protecting my forever companion from anyone who comes to the front door - delivery men, mailman, repairmen, and even family members. If any of them are allowed in, then I slowly approach them and make friends with them. If it is family they get a very special welcome, and I insist that they play toss with me with my rope. She thinks that they come to see her but I know better. She doesn't get the greeting that I get.
The family is constantly surprised at how intelligent I am and how much I understand. I can read people very well and I always do whatever I am asked. My only complaint so far is that so much good food goes into the garbage can. My forever companion is very strict with how much I get to eat. Last night they had quiche - two of them. One was crabmeat and one was asparagus. All I got was one piece about 1/2" square and the rest of the mess on the plates went into that garbage pail. Sometimes I think she loves that pail more than she loves me.
I am sure that this is my forever home and there is no way anyone could ever drag me away. There are so many people in this family, and they keep coming over to play with me. The most special one is David who comes over every night to fuss over me. I think there is some connection there; could he be my brother? He is the one who came with my forever companion to take me to her home. I mustn't forget her grandson who lives with us. Everyone likes to play with me and take me for long walks. They also keep commenting on how I am so devoted to my forever companion and follow her around the house all the time. Everyone else comes second. I don't like ever to let her out of my sight. Right now I am in the room with the computer dictating this.
Scamp Badner
[Scamp was adopted in February 2012 at 9 years old.] Posted June 2012
The family is constantly surprised at how intelligent I am and how much I understand. I can read people very well and I always do whatever I am asked. My only complaint so far is that so much good food goes into the garbage can. My forever companion is very strict with how much I get to eat. Last night they had quiche - two of them. One was crabmeat and one was asparagus. All I got was one piece about 1/2" square and the rest of the mess on the plates went into that garbage pail. Sometimes I think she loves that pail more than she loves me.
I am sure that this is my forever home and there is no way anyone could ever drag me away. There are so many people in this family, and they keep coming over to play with me. The most special one is David who comes over every night to fuss over me. I think there is some connection there; could he be my brother? He is the one who came with my forever companion to take me to her home. I mustn't forget her grandson who lives with us. Everyone likes to play with me and take me for long walks. They also keep commenting on how I am so devoted to my forever companion and follow her around the house all the time. Everyone else comes second. I don't like ever to let her out of my sight. Right now I am in the room with the computer dictating this.
Scamp Badner
[Scamp was adopted in February 2012 at 9 years old.] Posted June 2012
Dusty
Hi, NVSR friends! I got a new "Dog-Pad" for Christmas so I am able to respond myself. I am fine and pretty much enjoying life. You know how parents can be sometimes! My sister, Cini, died in March and that made me pretty sad. She got acute pancreatitis and although Mom and Dad and our vet did all they could, it was not enough, and so she crossed the rainbow bridge. Mom and Dad have talked about getting me another sister but figured for right now I should remain an only child. As you know, before I came to NVSR I had been an only child, and so in some ways - although I miss Cini - I am enjoying being King Dog!
Because of my anxiety, Mom and Dad hired a dog trainer, and we have worked hard. It's those cars rushing by that really bug me! My trainer took me to a special vet in Pennsylvania who specializes in behavioral issues, and she has placed me on Chinese herbs which seem to have helped. We are now at our Michigan lake home, and for the first time this summer my Dad and I have been able to walk along the county road that passes our house. Although I still bark at cars ( ... and, OK, bikers and runners), I am much better.
We had a pesky raccoon break into our home twice this last week - he pushed in the screen and came in through the window - and both times was able to open my dog food bin and help himself! I am glad to share, but this is getting ridiculous. We ARE now closing the windows at night so no more dog food heists!
You may remember me as "Wandering Dusty" who got away a year and a half ago for a Great Adventure. As the result of all the positive thoughts of the NVSR people at your annual picnic in 2010, I picked up the vibes across 800 miles and came back home! Here are some pix of me, one with Cini (R.I.P., Cini). Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 at 8 years old.] Posted June 2012
Because of my anxiety, Mom and Dad hired a dog trainer, and we have worked hard. It's those cars rushing by that really bug me! My trainer took me to a special vet in Pennsylvania who specializes in behavioral issues, and she has placed me on Chinese herbs which seem to have helped. We are now at our Michigan lake home, and for the first time this summer my Dad and I have been able to walk along the county road that passes our house. Although I still bark at cars ( ... and, OK, bikers and runners), I am much better.
We had a pesky raccoon break into our home twice this last week - he pushed in the screen and came in through the window - and both times was able to open my dog food bin and help himself! I am glad to share, but this is getting ridiculous. We ARE now closing the windows at night so no more dog food heists!
You may remember me as "Wandering Dusty" who got away a year and a half ago for a Great Adventure. As the result of all the positive thoughts of the NVSR people at your annual picnic in 2010, I picked up the vibes across 800 miles and came back home! Here are some pix of me, one with Cini (R.I.P., Cini). Dusty Alton
[Dusty was adopted in April 2010 at 8 years old.] Posted June 2012
Bentley
Hi, my name is Bentley. It used to be Jet, but my new humans thought I deserved a more regal name. I thought I was in my "forever" home with Melinda and her Shelties, but then in February 2009 these strangers came and played with me and took me away. We drove forever (an hour in human lives) in the snow to a house with two other Shelties so I thought "this can't be that bad."
It didn't take me long to settle in and realize that my new humans were awesome! I was invited to sleep on the bed (which I didn't think was proper for a few months so I slept in my crate), get two square meals a day, play Frisbee and ball, and do something called "agility." I prefer to call it tunnels, jumps, and weaves 'cause that's what I do and love every minute! I used to get car sick all the time, but since going to all those agility classes I've learned that car rides are FUN.
Here a pic of me at a 2012 rescue event wearing my Terps jersey and cool new shades, and one of my siblings, Zoey and Murphy. Zoey's the pushy blue merle who thinks the world revolves around her, and Murphy is a rescue dog like me and very laid back. He and I take turns keeping those pesky squirrels out of our yard. Mom says they have to go because they dig in her flower beds. I hope all the rescues out there are as happy as I am!
Bentley Hendrix
[Bentley was adopted in March 2009 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted June 2012
It didn't take me long to settle in and realize that my new humans were awesome! I was invited to sleep on the bed (which I didn't think was proper for a few months so I slept in my crate), get two square meals a day, play Frisbee and ball, and do something called "agility." I prefer to call it tunnels, jumps, and weaves 'cause that's what I do and love every minute! I used to get car sick all the time, but since going to all those agility classes I've learned that car rides are FUN.
Here a pic of me at a 2012 rescue event wearing my Terps jersey and cool new shades, and one of my siblings, Zoey and Murphy. Zoey's the pushy blue merle who thinks the world revolves around her, and Murphy is a rescue dog like me and very laid back. He and I take turns keeping those pesky squirrels out of our yard. Mom says they have to go because they dig in her flower beds. I hope all the rescues out there are as happy as I am!
Bentley Hendrix
[Bentley was adopted in March 2009 at 1 1/2 years old.] Posted June 2012
Biscuit & Tyler
I had my Mommy and Daddy take this photo tonight on "our" bed. I'm the sable one, and my buddy Tyler (NVSR 2010) is a tricolor. I am doing very well in my forever home. Food is home-cooked and served warm! I'm a slow eater, so Tyler watches every bite I eat after he chomps his down. I make sure everyone is with me when I eat. I love the attention! My foster dad, Al, taught me to play ball, and Mommy plays it with me every day. I catch it and bring it back, but Tyler just runs with me to stop me getting the ball. Sometimes I play with Tyler to keep him happy. I bug Daddy or Mommy until we play ball some inside. Then we get brushed and go to bed.
I charm my new family, and they say they love me very much and are glad I came to be part of their family. We went to the beauty parlor and everyone said "What a pretty Sheltie!" They said it about Tyler, too, but everybody knows guy dogs are not pretty, so Tyler is "handsome."
Thank you for finding me my new home. Once Tyler figures out that the bed with the humans in it is MINE at night all will be settled. Mommy and Daddy say I have to share. Hmmmmm!
Love and licks, Biscuit (and Tyler, too) Lipman
[Biscuit was adopted in December 2011 at age 2 . Tyler was adopted in June 2010 at age 4.] Posted May 2012
I charm my new family, and they say they love me very much and are glad I came to be part of their family. We went to the beauty parlor and everyone said "What a pretty Sheltie!" They said it about Tyler, too, but everybody knows guy dogs are not pretty, so Tyler is "handsome."
Thank you for finding me my new home. Once Tyler figures out that the bed with the humans in it is MINE at night all will be settled. Mommy and Daddy say I have to share. Hmmmmm!
Love and licks, Biscuit (and Tyler, too) Lipman
[Biscuit was adopted in December 2011 at age 2 . Tyler was adopted in June 2010 at age 4.] Posted May 2012
Gigi & Lucy
Gigi has grown into a happy and healthy Sheltie. She is athletic and 37 lbs—up 11 since when we got her at 26 lbs. Gigi loves to be in comfortable surroundings, having had a bad start in life being abandoned. Jim and I just love her. Her favorite place is on our bed on a big, thick comforter. She is happy to rest there or keep us company. She also likes to wrestle with Lucy in the back yard.
Both of them think keeping our house safe is their job, so they stare for hours out the front door barking at anything that walks by. My favorite thing to do with both of them is to take them to the National Cathedral in October for the Blessing of the Animals. Gigi likes the holy water dripping off her snout and sits very primly while being blessed. Lucy, being a mischievous thing, goes every year for her exorcism. The rector always asks, “Has Lucy been bad this year?” It is embarrassing, but I always have to say, “Yes, she has.” Then the rector says a little prayer in the hope that Lucy won’t misbehave in the future. But the girls love each other, and so far, Lucy has not taught Gigi too many bad tricks. It is so nice to see Gigi finally happy, as she was a Sheltie who came to us with a lot of gravitas, given her tumultuous start in life. We are delighted she is in our lives. Gigi hopes that Skye, her doppelgänger, can find a nice home too.
Jim and Nancy Hunn
[Gigi was adopted in February 2010 when she was 1-2 years old.] Posted May 2012.
Both of them think keeping our house safe is their job, so they stare for hours out the front door barking at anything that walks by. My favorite thing to do with both of them is to take them to the National Cathedral in October for the Blessing of the Animals. Gigi likes the holy water dripping off her snout and sits very primly while being blessed. Lucy, being a mischievous thing, goes every year for her exorcism. The rector always asks, “Has Lucy been bad this year?” It is embarrassing, but I always have to say, “Yes, she has.” Then the rector says a little prayer in the hope that Lucy won’t misbehave in the future. But the girls love each other, and so far, Lucy has not taught Gigi too many bad tricks. It is so nice to see Gigi finally happy, as she was a Sheltie who came to us with a lot of gravitas, given her tumultuous start in life. We are delighted she is in our lives. Gigi hopes that Skye, her doppelgänger, can find a nice home too.
Jim and Nancy Hunn
[Gigi was adopted in February 2010 when she was 1-2 years old.] Posted May 2012.
Jilly
Some days, I spend the whole day outside with mom. She "weeds." I help by sleeping on the weeds. She says I'm cute! When I'm tired of sleeping, I investigate the yard or play with Bubba (one of the other dogs that lives here) or climb into mom's lap. Mom laughs when I do that. Other days we have a "quiet day." I'm not sure what "quiet" means but it seems to be the same thing as grooming. Mom spends a whole hour brushing, combing, and trimming my hair. It's kinda relaxing until she trims my nails. I try not to flinch, but I get nervous when I see that trimmer. Later I might decide to chase the cat but mom catches me and tells me not to do that. Darn.
Overall I like my new home. The only negative thing is that I can't eat as much as I want. The vet says not let me get any heavier but I love to eat. I try to get to the cat's feeder, but those eyes in the back of mom's head catch me. Even though mom has those freaky eyes, I really love her. When she comes home from work, I get so excited. I jump from chair to couch to mom and tell her how much I love her and missed her. She laughs at my antics, kisses me, and calls me her little Jilly girl. I go to a lot of auctions, shows, and soccer games. Mom says she is so happy to have me with her. I am happy about it, too.
"Jilly" Jackson
[Jilly was adopted in January 2012 when she was 9 years old.] Posted May 2012
Overall I like my new home. The only negative thing is that I can't eat as much as I want. The vet says not let me get any heavier but I love to eat. I try to get to the cat's feeder, but those eyes in the back of mom's head catch me. Even though mom has those freaky eyes, I really love her. When she comes home from work, I get so excited. I jump from chair to couch to mom and tell her how much I love her and missed her. She laughs at my antics, kisses me, and calls me her little Jilly girl. I go to a lot of auctions, shows, and soccer games. Mom says she is so happy to have me with her. I am happy about it, too.
"Jilly" Jackson
[Jilly was adopted in January 2012 when she was 9 years old.] Posted May 2012
Tee Jay
Hello, everyone! My family adopted me in 2006 when I was 10 years old. When I came into rescue I was really depressed. After all, 10 years is a long time to spend with a family, but they could not keep me. That's okay, though, because I found my forever home and have been here ever since. They LOVE me.
I am hard of hearing now and my sight is not what it used to be, but I am still going strong at 16! I am also an excellent watch dog. When I see the other dogs barking, I figure it must be for a good reason so I bark too, just in case my family doesn't hear them.
My human brother has been building a deck in the back yard, and I try to help him out by walking on the boards and sniffing them, just to make sure they are safe. He is building me a special step so I can get up on it easier. I have all my family wrapped around my paw!
In case anyone doesn't want to adopt a dog because they are "too old," just tell them about me! I hope to see you at the 2012 picnic! Bark, Woof, and Kisses! Tee Jay Poorker
[Tee Jay was adopted in October 2006 when he was 10 years old.] Posted May 2012
January 2013 -- We are sad to report that Tee Jay died late this month, a beloved Sheltie at 17 years old. Here's what his family said: "Tee Jay was truly a grand old gentleman. He was such a great testimony to those people who say they don't want an older dog. He was with us for seven years. During that time, he taught us that a 10 year old dog, or a 12 year old dog, or even a 15 year old dog shouldn't be thought of as old. Just yesterday he was dancing around the kitchen, hoping for a treat." Rest in peace, dear Tee Jay.
I am hard of hearing now and my sight is not what it used to be, but I am still going strong at 16! I am also an excellent watch dog. When I see the other dogs barking, I figure it must be for a good reason so I bark too, just in case my family doesn't hear them.
My human brother has been building a deck in the back yard, and I try to help him out by walking on the boards and sniffing them, just to make sure they are safe. He is building me a special step so I can get up on it easier. I have all my family wrapped around my paw!
In case anyone doesn't want to adopt a dog because they are "too old," just tell them about me! I hope to see you at the 2012 picnic! Bark, Woof, and Kisses! Tee Jay Poorker
[Tee Jay was adopted in October 2006 when he was 10 years old.] Posted May 2012
January 2013 -- We are sad to report that Tee Jay died late this month, a beloved Sheltie at 17 years old. Here's what his family said: "Tee Jay was truly a grand old gentleman. He was such a great testimony to those people who say they don't want an older dog. He was with us for seven years. During that time, he taught us that a 10 year old dog, or a 12 year old dog, or even a 15 year old dog shouldn't be thought of as old. Just yesterday he was dancing around the kitchen, hoping for a treat." Rest in peace, dear Tee Jay.