It is always such a treat to observe new foster dogs as they learn to simply be a dog and to enjoy the comforts life can offer them. Adequate food, gentle hands, toys, comfortable collars. These are the very basic things we provide our beloved pets and fosters.
Layla is adapting easily, almost seamlessly into our household. She has decided all the toys should be corralled and kept in a pile under the kitchen table. She sees an adorable pointer in the reflection of the oven door, and the dishwasher door. She initiates play with that reflection, but sadly it won't play back.
The food is quite to her liking. Although having starved to the point of emaciation she probably thinks any food is good food. But she's enjoyed scrambled eggs, home cooked chicken, cottage cheese, yogurt and home made treats. Of late, I've been cooking so much for the dogs I feel like I should start a business catering to dogs. Maybe they could rate the canine cuisine by a show of paws.
She is inquisitive, but not stressed. Always a good thing with a foster. Her whole life changed and she's embracing it. Yes, she gets into mischief, but she takes correction well. Another good thing in a foster. Walking her is entertaining. A lot of zigzagging movement, some forward motion, some standing still and refusing to move.
She did discover the recliner tonight. I'm certain she considers it a throne that royalty such as herself should enjoy to the max. If she could talk she'd be saying "Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas any more". But there is no place like home, even if it is a foster home.
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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