Thursday, December 17, 2009
Gator 2009
Gator came to us with a lot of challenges. He suffers seizures and requires daily medication. He had also been kept as an outdoor dog and was pretty high strung. Then he suffered complications when he was fixed.
He took a lot of work to rehabilitate. It took a while to learn to walk on a leash. How to swim. And generally how to become a nice indoor dog. It was guaranteed he would show up with a tennis ball at family dinner time. More than once a spit tennis ball landed on a diner plate. His all time classic was when he shot a tennis ball from about 3 feet away and it swished right into Betsy's full wine glass.
He was a real character.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Maggie #27
Crazy, lovable Maggie arrived January 2009. She was pretty sick and made of mess of the house, but eventually got better (and housetrained.)
She was way too skinny, but she sure could run fast and pull on a leash.
We had lots of fun during her stay. She spent a lot of time in the pool, going for walks, going on car trips, and chasing squirrels.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
From Unwanted to Center of Attention
Success Stories

People often ask if it is hard to give up a foster after inviting it into your house and making it a (temporary) part of your family. Some are hard to say goodbye to, but we keep reminding ourselvest that we do it for the dogs, not for us.
The best part is when we hear back from the dogs new homes and get to see some great pictures of their happy pets. All these great dogs got a second chance thanks to Mid-Florida Retriver Rescue and we are happy to do our small part.
The dog on top is now named Oliver. We will forever remember him as Scooter the puppy with extra personality.

The happy dog in the boat is Dudley.


Tuesday, January 01, 2008
#25 Tucker
Tucker came to foster as a very damaged dog. He was hand shy, meaning if you reached your hand out he thought you were going to hit him. If he was startled he would bite. He didn't trust any people or other dogs.
In a word, he was a wreck.
He came into our home the middle of August, and was succesfully adopted out on January 1. During that time he became a much more balanced dog and we grew to love him. Between his daily walks, good food, and a nice home he became more comfortable.As he settled in, we learned he had many talents.
He is one of the smartest dogs we have ever met. If you told him which toy to bring he would go find the right toy and bring it to play. He invented the game "Goalie Dog" for our family, where he would bring a big fluffy ball and drop it at your feet, then go into a doorway and play goalie while you tried to kick it by him.
We gave him a song "Goalie Dog" based on the Simpson's movie "Spider Pig."
Goalie Dog, Goalie Dog
Does whatever a Goalie Dog does.
Can he swing
No he can't he's a dog.
O.k. it was silly, but all you had to do was sing the song and Tucker would show up with his goalie dog ball looking forward to playing.
Camp Hoover was very good therapy for Tucker. We gave him a long time, but he came out much better than when he showed up. Along the way we briefly grew to three dogs and he learned how to get along as part of a pack.
None of it was easy, but Tucker is truly one of our most rewarding foster rehabilitations.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Dillon Revisited
Poor Dillon. He went to his foster home with promises of walks and going fishing on the weekend. Unfortunately, his new owner became sick shortly after taking him and couldn't do anything with him.
Dillon returned to us
Breakfast and Dinner at Camp Hoover was pretty unfair to poor Dillon. The smallest dog, Tucker, got two cups of food to help fill out his skinny puppy frame. The medium dog, Hoover got 1.5 cups. And Dillon the huge dog got a mere cup. When he was adopted back out to a nice family on December 16 he was down to a more manageable 95 pounds.
Dillon has a beautiful face, and was very popular at the Petco meet and greets. Like Bentley before him, he talked quite a bit whenever someone came home. Probably asking where they've been.
After a month he was looking like a healthy lab again. He could manage the morning long walk and enjoyed playing with his two buddies Hoover and Tucker. We were never quite sure how to describe the three of them. Pack seemed too obvious. Gang didn't cut it either. We settled on "a convention of labradors." Thought that had the proper ring of a harmless group of black labs.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
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