Last Wednesday, I picked up Chessie on my way home from work. Today, I dropped her off to a fellow care volunteer who would be driving her to Austin to meet her new family. Yep, Chessie found herself a home in just one week! As cheesy as it sounds, we’re really excited for her and the new life she has ahead.
It was a fun week with Chessie. For being significantly underweight and most likely a stray at some point in her life, she had little to no fear, something that I wasn’t expecting. Our first foster Duke was scared of everything (especially men) for the first couple months but Chessie showed nothing but curiosity and playfulness while she was here. I found it almost humorous how uninhibited she was and how she could make everything a game, even swatting at my hand whenever I would point to the floor and tell her “down!” to get off the couch. She spent most of her week in our house emptying the toy bin every morning and evening and wrestling with Wrigley, which was pretty fun (and at times chaotic) to watch. She’s also really smart. It took her less then 24 hours to figure out the doggie door. She even managed to bring in one of Wrigley’s favorite branches in through it with her. To confirm, this doggie door is technically a cat door, so it’s pretty small. I have no idea how she accomplished this.
All in all, she was an easy foster for us. We had no troubles at all with her, except for yesterday morning when she figured out how to somehow jump our garden fence and not so kindly dug up my freshly planted cantaloupe (she also left us a little organic fertilizer… how thoughtful). But otherwise, she was a goofy addition to our home for the time she as here.
Now that we’re back to a one-dog household, I’m sure Wrigley will be sleeping a lot over the next few days. Such heavy playtime wears the pup out! (I know, his life is really hard)