Time for an update of my M.A.I.N. girls. First, here’s a little background on Diamond and Ruby. Its four months and a day since we picked them up from doggy jail. They were so sick and literally hours away from being killed because they were on the shelter’s euthanasia list. At rescue, they weighted 27 and 32 pounds. Diamond was literally a skeleton with a sack of skin. Both had mange, Diamond’s was worse. Both were bleeding from their thin, infected, and terribly torn up skin. I’ve never seen anything like it. The swelling. The itching. The soars. The bleeding from doing the simple act of laying down. No more! I’ve got two healthy and happy foster girls here now. Their skin is healed, they’ve put on weight, and their fur has me seriously envious of the softness and shine!
Something new since the last update is that Diamond and Ruby have integrated with our crew. Woo Hoo! No longer are they in the office while we are in the living area. When we got the girls on January 6th, they couldn’t be around our dogs because of the health risks both ways. So they spent the first two months separated. Through the dog run fence the girls would growl and lunge at our dogs. Once they felt better, we used the x-pen in the living room to give all the dogs more exposure to each other. There was less growling but still more than there should’ve been. So we did this every day/night as long as we were in the room. Then we implemented some “all-the-way-in-the-house” time. This way they were in the living room but contained by the x-pen which by the way, is the best investment ever! Now they could get even closer. I actually observed some unsolicited licks that weren’t met with resistance. It was working but I didn’t dare say that out loud and jinx it. We were slowly breaking down the wall that these poor girls felt they had to keep watch on. I started having them sneak in, so-to-speak. I’d open the x-pen just enough for one of them to come in. This made much less commotion and less excitement. It worked wonderfully. Then we did it with both of them coming in and three of us standing close by. We just kept increasing the time. Now, they are in the house with our crew (except Shelby) whenever I’m home which is, most of the time. Everyone gets along and they play. It’s absolutely awesome to see these girls let their guard down and trust not only our dogs but us as well. If it was me, I’d still have some serious attitude going on. I know, not a shock there.
Our next mission is to have Shelby out with them too. She’s little and some dogs think “chew toy” when they see little ones. Both of the girls are very interested in her but I don’t know if it’s good interest or let’s eat her interest. Obviously, it’s kind of a difficult test to do. “Uh Shelby, I need a favor. Could you just stand out here for a bit please? We just want to see if Diamond or Ruby attack and eat you. It’ll only take a couple minutes (maybe less) and you’d really be doing us a solid.” Hmm, you know what…that might actually work but Marc wouldn’t allow that. Oh come on people, you know I’d never do that. I might consider it on the days that she pees on my floor but I’d never actually do it. So yea, we gotta figure out the whole will they eat little dogs thing.
These awesome girls that I am just more and more in love with, have so much fun in the yard. They chase each other in the yard until they are spent. It’s so funny to watch them go out back and just run like puppies do. They are really good about taking turns as the chaser and the chasee. I’m so glad they run because, well, it makes me laugh but also, we can see that their muscles, which are still in a recovery process, are really getting stronger. Diamond’s legs are muscle but need more strength so the running is by far the best thing.
They are still a bit destructive. We have a couple more holes in the walls of their room. Both sets of blinds are garbage now. The back yard has a hole that our entire family could disappear in; so if you ever can’t find us-look there first. Their blankets now look like Swiss cheese; every single one of them. Oh and the newest thing is that they introduced me to the secret club that only Pitbull parents are allowed in. I’m sure many of you have heard of it. I’m proud to be part of it, I just think the initiation is, well, it sucks. You see, they each ate a hole in my new sofa. Yea I know but then they explained why they did it. Apparently, that’s the initiation process (see, it sucks right?). Otherwise they wouldn’t have done it. I mean in reality, they had to do it for their group. So once they explained that, I wasn’t nearly as mad. Yes, this is what I tell myself. Every freakin’ day. Every freakin’ night. Every freakin’ time I see the sewn holes. It is what I’m going with.
When we first got these girls, they felt like crap obviously. As they improved, they got more playful but didn’t know how to play with toys. Hell, they didn’t know what grass was! Now? They LOVE the toys. Stuffed, rope, ball, every kind you can think of. They play keep away with each other yet also share them easily. They don’t horde them which surprises me since they’ve definitely never had toys prior to this but that just shows, again, what an amazing personality they both have.
We work on manners like no jumping on me, we will continue to work on the little dog situation, and hope each day that the perfect family finds them. Until that time, I have no problem claiming these pretty, happy, running, patience testing, sofa initiating girls as my own.
To be continued…