You might remember back in July I had a foster dog at my house named Simone. She was an Australian Shepherd that came from the puppy mill. She was a mill mom and even though she was young, she had several litters.
Without the needed nurturing, Simone was shy and easily scared. She didn’t know how to trust people and lacked confidence. I knew she would need someone special to give her a good life.
In comes my friend Connie. Connie had tried a dog from the shelter but the two weren’t a good fit. After a single day together, Connie knew the dog was too much for her to handle and sadly had to take the dog back to the shelter.
Connie had kind of sworn off dogs after that. I would mention a dog we had at the rescue and she’d quickly say no. Then I got Simone. I just knew the two would make a great couple. Connie is sweet and gentle. She has a quiet household. She’s very patient. I really thought they would be a good fit. The task was to convince Connie.
About then it was the end of July when we had a meet-up with Ray and other blog people at the Four Daughters Winery. I ended up convincing Connie to come home with me and meet Simone. The two became fast friends and Connie adopted Simone. Connie did say she was nervous to take her as she had two upcoming events that would require her to board the dog. I quickly volunteered to board here at my house. We’d just have a dog play day session. And that’s how Simone became Connie’s dog, Sophie. Yep, she renamed her. (The pup didn’t have a name when she came to the rescue so changing the name made no difference to Sophie)
For the last week or so Sophie has been back at my house visiting. The dogs get along really well. Sophie is still a little shy and uncertain but I can see many improvements. She’s starting to understand house life.
She is understanding regular dog life too. I was so happy when she tore apart one of Izzy’s toys!! It’s so good to see her acting like a normal dog. In the early childhood education field, they say that kids who suffered abuse often missed stages of life because they were frightened or scared or not allowed to be a kid. They say to really recover they need to go back and experience some of the things they missed.
I’m taking the toy destruction as a very good sign that Sophie is catching up on some of the things she missed as a puppy mill dog. She didn’t harm anything else in the house-just a few of Izzy’s toys (Rosie doesn’t play with toys). I’m impressed-and happy! I’m taking it all as a good sign.
Connie, of course, felt bad. Not me. Izzy still goes through a few toys…not as much as she used to-so one less toy is no big deal. Besides, as soon as I saw Sophie take out one toy, I put Izzy’s favorite toys up and away from Sophie.
No worries though…Aunt Connie brought Izzy new toys. So many toys!!
It was a fun time with Sophie and fun that I was able to see Connie again. She was at a quilting retreat so when she picked Sophie up yesterday, she played show and tell with all of her newly finished projects. So fun!! Plus Connie helped me make some border decisions on one of my quilts. Quilty friends are the best!!
All in all, fun was had by all…including Sophie!! And that’s the best news ever!!