This dog had wandered onto a neighbor's property and killed a turkey. It must have been a very valuable turkey, as the police were called and restitution was sought. The people said they would get rid of the dog if the turkey owner didn't press charges. So the poor thing ended up at a local shelter. I went over to meet her, and we walked around the yard for a while talking things over. Then when I sat down she came over and climbed in my lap and gave me kisses, then rolled over to have her belly rubbed. I went back into the office expecting the typical sign your life away sort of approach, but the gal had me write down my name and address and handed me the leash.
Not what I was expecting! Eight years old, fixed, seems to be in good health, and that's all the info I have.
So after a crazy ride home with a frantically scared animal trying to grab the steering wheel, I got her settled in the house and made a quick run to town for a new collar, a long lead and harness for walking, and some food. After a lot of pacing and panting and some whimpering, she's finally settled down here in front of my chair.
So now there's someone in the house to give me a reason to get out of bed in the morning, and a period of adjustment ahead for both of us.
Meet Casey.
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