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The following Happy Tails from the 1990s have been copied over from our original web site.

SEMPER / MALIBU

SEMPER/MALIBU. This tall American black male came to LRR from Charles Co. Humane Society where he was abandoned at 1 year for being too active. The poor dog was nearly furless from lack of care and starved for attention. While with LRR he demonstrated quite a charming personality with both 2 and 4 legged folks. He just needed an active family. We were thrilled when a young couple came looking for a lab that Mom could take out for early morning runs. Malibu was a great running match, and worked up to quite a few miles as he helped his new Mom train for marathons. In fact, Malibu loved running so much, that when Dad would drive to pick him up along the way, so Mom could continue with her mega mileage, he would try to ignore the car. Reluctantly, he would hop in the car and return home with Dad, and Mom would find her boys snoozing on the couch when she returned!

Dear Susan & Friends at LRR,

I hope you remember me! I’m Malibu. When I lived with you almost three years ago, I was called Semper. I know it’s been a long time since I’ve written, but my Mommy and Daddy and I have been busy! We bought a house in Kensington. Of course, it has a fenced in yard that is solely my domain. I love to be let out early in the morning to sit on the bottom step of our wooden stairs to survey my property. In fact, every once and awhile, I get lucky and there is a squirrel or rabbit I can chase. Daddy lets me watch him water all the plants outside. We’ve even gotten in a routine where he tosses my favorite mauve ball as far as he can, and I run to go get it and bring it back to him. Our neighbors have two kids. Sara is 7 and Benjamin is two. They are my play buddies! Most afternoons I run to look through the fence just to check if they are outside too. Remember when Mommy and I trained for the marathon in 1995? Now we’ve started walking more than running. She looks like she’s putting on pounds, but she tells me she has a little baby inside. I’m very excited for the arrival, which she says will be any day now. I’ve been caught peeking into the crib to see if my new sister is here yet. I can’t wait! Mommy says when she arrives all THREE of us get to go for runs! What fun! As you can see from the pictures I sent you, I was included in the family portraits in December, 1997. Don’t I look the best of everyone? The one of me and my cousin Kaela is really cute, I think. I thought sending you my pictures might encourage other rescues that even though they might start out not having any hair and being really skinny and shy, they can turn out to be healthy, happy dogs like me!

Love, Malibu

QUINN

QUINN, 2.5 year black male, originally began his time with us when he was taken from a Newark, NJ shelter when he was about 14 months. His original owners had decided he was too uncontrollable at 9 months, abandoning him at this shelter. For the next 5 months, Quinn was lost in this overcrowded facility until we saw him. While his extra fur told us he may have Golden or Flat Coat in his genes, his sweet personality would not let us leave him behind. He was with us several months, when a couple with a toddler applied and became approved to adopt. Mom and daughter fell in love with Quinn, and we could see that Quinn and his nearly 100 pound body were very gentle with the little girl. Dad was somewhat reluctant to adopt such a big dog and a temporary adoption was done so that Dad could become equally as comfortable with this choice. It didn’t take long before the family wanted to make Quinn permanent, and the adoption became final. Mom was particularly adamant that their commitment was a permanent one, and so we thought another good match had been made. But, a year and a half later, LRR received a phone call that Quinn needed to be returned. Excuses ran the gamut from having a new baby to living in too cramped quarters to Grandma hating dogs. Poor Quinn! He and the little girl had become extremely close, and his first week back with LRR was very hard on him. Quinn is a sensitive guy, and it was indeed sad to see him mourn his loss. We hoped we could get him back into a new family soon so that he could put down roots again. Fortunately, his new family did come along several weeks later and included a canine sister. Sheba and Quinn had become instantly smitten with each other upon their first meeting, and while Sheba’s folks would have been happy with any of several labbies, Sheba picked Quinn and the adoption was done. It appears that the third time is the charm as this composite follow-up email reports:

Quinn is learning to get along in the house with us. When we first brought him home, he and Sheba played lots. However after about a week, I guess Sheba started to wonder why he was still with us and felt a little anxiety. Now both are doing great. They constantly play together, and both of them are very pushy when one is getting affection from one of us. But Quinn is a complete dear! When we brought him home, we immediately gave him a bath. WOW, the amount of hair all over my arms, legs, and the tub was enough to make another dog! But his coat is now shiny and beautiful. We brush him everyday to keep that beautiful coat shining. He is really amazing! He’s so smart! He picks up our commands quite quickly. He knows sit, down, stay, and come (unless he’s too excited). We’re still working on the commands, but he’s such a good boy anyway, that we’re not too worried. We took him to the vet, and she said although he’s a big dog, he’s not really overweight (he weighed in at a svelte 87.5 lbs.) He’s such a chowhound! But his table manners are quite good. He usually just lies down next to the table, and other than a few pitiful looks, he behaves himself. We took him to upstate NY with us and Sheba where Mike’s family owns a farm with lots of land and a pond. Quinn had an absolute blast hiking, swimming, retrieving, and being around lots of people. We rented a minivan for the dogs and they were so good! (Now we have an SUV to carry both dogs!) Quinn is definitely a great dog. Quinn absolutely loves getting onto the bed, however 90 lbs. of dog who isn’t aware that his paws can land in tender areas is not something we prefer, so we try to keep him off. That doesn’t stop him in the mornings though when he hears us stirring. We definitely don’t need an alarm clock with those two jumping on the bed, wanting tummy rubs and attention. If we don’t respond quickly enough, we get pointed reminders with paws and tails. Quinn is a welcome member of our household and just wanted to thank LRR for letting us adopt such a wonderful dog. LRR is an amazing organization for all the effort everyone puts in, and we just want to say thank you for giving these dogs a second chance at life! We’ll keep you updated on Quinn.

ROSCOE

ROSCOE, 9 year black male, came to us in need of a retirement home. Roscoe had spent his life in service as a bomb dog with the state of Maryland. Roscoe’s working days came to an end earlier than his officer had expected when Roscoe had the misfortune of being near a bomb when it exploded. He had just been asked to search a building, but before he could even start, the bomb went off. Fortunately, Roscoe suffered only minor cuts and abrasions physically, but understandably this event made him a little less anxious to work. His officer worked with him to try to help Roscoe get through this mental trauma. He thought progress was being made when Roscoe showed signs of real excitement when they rolled up to a school to do a bomb sweep. However, to his officer’s dismay, when he was released from the car, Roscoe made a beeline for the kids standing in front of the school and promptly rolled over on his back for tummy rubs. Naturally, his officer was more than a little embarrassed when a “real bomb dog” had to be called for back-up! His officer had intended for Roscoe to retire at his house, but this early retirement made it impossible as the officer already had his last two retired bomb dogs living with him. He called LRR in hopes that we could find Roscoe a home. Being 9, we were a little reluctant since it is so difficult to get older dogs adopted. But, while Roscoe was chronologically 9 years, he was certainly more active and in incredible shape. With the exception of needing to be neutered, he was medically current on everything, including x-rays that proved his hips were perfect. We also had an applicant who was interested in adopting an older dog–even one as old as 9. So, we decided to take Roscoe, and discovered when his ad ran in the Washington Times, that we could have adopted him out many times. When the applicant became approved, she couldn’t wait to meet Roscoe. She ran a landscaping business in the Richmond area and loved to take her dog with her. Her oldest dog was a small breed who couldn’t accompany her. She had purchased a yellow male lab from a breeder that turned out to have a strange brain related problem that seemed to be much like human autism. While the breeder offered to take him back, she knew he would be euthanized, so she kept him. While physically healthy, he seems to have no emotion or feelings and was not interested in riding with her to her job sites. Roscoe proved to be the perfect choice. He is active enough (yet trained enough) to go with her on the job. And, she has found that Roscoe has engaged her male lab in some activity where it seems he is actually enjoying himself. We asked her to foster Roscoe for several weeks just to be sure that he was a good match. That he has been and more, so she happily signed the adoption papers and made him a permanent part of her family. While Roscoe no longer has to search for bombs, he is probably getting to know the landscaping business very well! Good retirement for a job well done.

BUDDY

BUDDY, 3.5 year yellow male, came into the PG County shelter dragging the chain that must have kept him hostage for much, if not all, of his life. He had little muscle tone and stamina, and seemed to be clueless about most everything else, including toys and play. Life in three foster homes gave him a crash course in living as a pampered lab, and he seemed to be in a perpetual state of goofy happiness. He learned to retrieve tennis balls, swim a little, and interact with other dogs and even cats. Each new experience was greeted with much enthusiasm (and cluelessness). We knew his outgoing personality would find him a loving home quickly. Being more of a “dog’s dog”, we thought he might be happiest in a family with another dog. Sure enough, one such family from Winchester, VA did become approved. They had always wanted a black lab, and had originally hoped to find one at the shelter where they had lived previously. But, instead they fell in love with another little mixed female whom they named Bridgette. This little girl, now about 3, was quite the alpha child and had given this couple experience with just about every type of growing pain and destruction imaginable. So, we knew they were both very realistic and prepared for a second dog. Determined this time to finally get their black lab, we thought Jed would be a dynamite match. While LRR is pretty good at matching people and dogs, sometimes fickle dog personalities make it difficult to predict those matches. As it turned out, Bridgette and Jed did not get along, but Buddy and Bridgette were a great match. So, off Buddy went to live in Winchester with his new “big” sister, Bridgette, and new parents. Thus far, Buddy has been very well behaved and has been a good influence on Bridgette. They wear each other out with lots of play, and Buddy has helped keep Bridgette focused on their walks instead of her usual dilly dallying. They are very happy with the new member of their family, even if they are still without their black lab! This couple is an excellent example of putting a compatible personality, temperament and activity level ahead of a color preference. We cannot stress how important that is. Recently, we received this update from the family:

It’s been 2 months already, and Buddy now feels like he’s been here from day one. We were a little worried that Buddy wouldn’t get along too well with Brigit, our 1 1/2 yr. old mix, right away, but we were amazed (as we usually are when we watch our dogs) that they got along right off the bat. No growling, no turf wars. From the beginning, Buddy has enjoyed the back yard and playing ball. We’ve also taken the two of them to the walking mall in downtown Winchester where he was the hit of the town. We had everyone coming up wanting to pet the dogs–even out of town tourists who chased us down the mall wanting to see the dogs! Nothing like a handsome guy to draw a crowd. Buddy wasn’t too affectionate when he first came home. We guess that he probably wasn’t too used to only having one other dog to share the spotlight with. (His foster home had 3 other labs…that’s a lot of petting to split up.) But he’s become a real sponge when it comes to affection. He’s also gotten along very well with our cat. (Of course, she rules the roost here and wasn’t going to let any dog usurp her place.) We just want to say what a great experience getting Buddy has been. He’s a great dog, and we can’t believe anyone would purposely give him up. I’m trying to convince Wendy it’s worth moving to a bigger house so we could adopt another lab!

GYPSY

GYPSY, 6 month black female, was a give up from MD and quite a hand-full. She was a typical American cuckoo lab pup that never seemed to tire and could manage to get herself in more trouble in 5 minutes than most labs do in a day! She was busy helping clean counters at the Clarks and trying to eat new rose bushes at the Meyers’ boys’ home (after she had already stolen Bubba’s soccer ball and deflated it!) Who would want such a crazy girl? Fortunately, there are those equally crazy people who actually enjoy “bringing up baby.” And, LRR was blessed to receive such an application from a local family who had recently lost their elderly labby. While their kids were grown, Dad managed a girls’ soccer team that included grueling practices and exercise. Dad needed an active dog to run with and one that was outgoing and friendly to take to the games. They were also a water loving family, and once Gypsy had discovered water while with LRR, we knew it had to become part of her permanent home. As we suspected, they fell immediately in love with her and the adoption was done (contingent on mandatory obedience training which they are taking.) Follow up phone calls prove these are truly special people as they eagerly tell us all the fun they are having with her–even including all the troublemaking she is doing. She has even won the hearts of the soccer team and is happy to have become their mascot. Below is a composite email detailing her progress:

All is well, the family has taken to her almost as much as she has taken to us. Each morning we have a 30 minute match in the back yard. She has scored more goals then I have. Soccer is her sport. When the adults leave for work, our daughter Katie is still home until about 9. She has always wanted a dog that would sit on her bed. Gypsy leaves for Katie’s room the moment the door is closed. At the end of the day, we run on the field by the house. She is learning that birds fly faster then she can jump, and squirrels climb trees fast. She has play time with a number of other dogs in the area. Our son Chris works late and Gypsy has fun with him upon his return each night. She still is active, but not wild. Gypsy and the family have made the obedience training course half way. In the first 4 classes she has been the best in the class, guess that spending all the time with her and the family has helped. She is now spending the nights out of the crate. My daughter of 20 years, has her sleeping on her bed. But about midway through the night she comes and sleeps at the entrance of all three bedrooms. She lays on the bathroom tile floor and can see all three doors. First one up gets a greeting to die for. I can’t say enough about LRR and my new best friend. Thank You.

LANCE

LANCE, chocolate male, had spent his 4 years being a show dog. He was well on his way to becoming a Champion, which would have improved his stud fees considerably, when his age caught up with him. Of all things, the wear of his teeth made his bite become off. With his teeth not matching properly, his future as a Champion in the show ring was doomed. No longer being a valuable commodity, his owners couldn’t wait to abandon him. He came into LRR having no idea what it was like to be a house pet. Having lived in a kennel run all of his life, he was not housebroken. He was very awkward at play with the other dogs. And, toys meant nothing to him. But it did not take long in his foster homes for him to develop a puppylike personality and to crave people attention and petting. He developed his house manners and became particularly fond of a huge fleece toy that we called his Teddy Bear. It was impossible not to laugh when this 100 pound lug would trot along carrying his giant Teddy Bear. He was so proud that it was all his own. Lance had learned to be a pet and was loving it. Everyone loved him for being Lance, not for being a show dog. A family with young children had applied to LRR, and the description of their ideal dog was Lance to a T. Normally, we are hesitant about placing chocolates with small kids because they can be more mouthy and nippy. But big old Lance took an instant liking to their youngest boy and the match was perfect. And while the family couldn’t say enough wonderful things about their new pet, they did say that Lance’s snoring was so bad that no one was especially interested in him sleeping with them! Lance’s bond with the boy has become so strong since the adoption that they are nearly inseparable, as the picture they recently sent us captures perfectly. From the show ring to family member–a true Happy Tail!

MOUSSE

MOUSSE, was a 4 month old chocolate male mix and one of 10 pups from a 2 week old litter LRR had rescued from Cecil County, MD; some of whom were all lab and some of whom were lab/pointer. We gave this guy his name as a play on words because he was the biggest of all the pups. He had become attached to his littermate, Hazel, and when she was adopted, he could not be consoled. Add to that a bladder infection, and for the next several days, he was nonstop barking, peeing, and crying in his crate. Fortunately, life did get better for the pudgy pup, and soon he was playing with the other adult dogs and accepting life without Hazel. He proved to be a very good and calm boy, and growing like a weed, we looked forward to finding him his own family. A young couple with an adolescent Golden had wanted a chocolate male and were immediately enthralled with Mousse. Unfortunately, the wife had to have knee surgery, and we were initially afraid a new young pup (and second dog) might be too much for someone who would have to recover on crutches. But, she was determined to proceed with the adoption, even calling us from her hospital bed to assure us that plans had been made to accommodate both her recovery and the new “baby.” The much wanted adoption was done, and Mousse became Bailey. We were amazed and pleased to get updated Bailey baby pictures (shown here with his older Golden sibling) and this nice note from his Mom:

Hi, Susan-

I just wanted to send you a note to let you know that Bailey (A.K.A. Mousse) is doing very well. He is turning out to be an extremely large boy. At 8 months, he weighed in at 95 pounds, and he isn’t too fat. He gets along great with our Golden and seems to be very happy. These photos are several months old, but I thought you would like to see them. Thanks so much for bringing Bailey to us. Hopefully, we will be able to make it to the next event.

SOCKS

SOCKS was abandoned at 5 months old at the PG Shelter for being too active. Too show you how relative that term is, most LRR folks thought he was moderately active, especially for a pup. (We also never understood his name since the only white on this black lab was on his chest!) From the start, he was a sweetheart and obviously starved for attention. He wasn’t nippy, like most teething pups his age, preferring instead to give lots of kisses and affection. So, once he was neutered and medically up-to-date, we knew he would not be with us long. The combination of that pouty face and affectionate temperament would be hard to resist. A couple who had been looking for awhile decided to visit him at his foster home. Socks proved to be THE dog for them and his name was promptly changed to Beau to describe his affectionate side. Beau was not with them long when it was time for the LRR Alumni Picnic. Beau, and his folks, had a great time, and we thought for sure poor Beau would need to sleep for a week. We were thrilled to get the picture shown above, along with this note from Beau himself:

Dear LRR:

It was great fun seeing you this weekend. My parents and I had a ball at the picnic. We made so many friends and learned a lot–what a delightful day! I must tell you that getting the chance to see you and the dogs reminded me of the time I spent with you, and what good care you gave me. Even though you know that I appreciate all that you’ve done for me, my new parents said it would be nice if I say thanks again….so, THANKS! I’m pretty much settled in my new home. My folks are so silly though. You wouldn’t believe (or maybe you would) how goofy they get when I give them a little kiss or just wag my tail. I tell you, they are so easy to please. Oh, I almost forgot. I’ve enclosed a mug shot of me so you would have a photo for my file. Gotta go–I’m getting a brushing now. Hope you are well. Say hi to all my buddies!

Woof! Beau

LILY

LILY was barely 3 months old when this little black female came into LRR lives. She had been wandering along a busy MD highway with her Mom and siblings and had the misfortune (?) of being grazed by a passing motorist. The motorist, an animal owner and lover, stopped immediately, scooped up the little lab pup and took her straight to the vet who works with LRR. She was pronounced sore and scraped, but none the worse for wear. When Mom and siblings and an owner could not be found, the vet asked us if we would take her. One look at that sweet face, and she entered LRR foster care, becoming Lily. We were amazed at what a laid back pup she was, but even more beguiled by her affectionate personality. She loved everyone on 2 and 4 legs. We took her to our Fall workshop where we discovered her love and fearlessness of water. She spent the whole day jumping into the swimming pool and then hitching rides on the back of other dogs, especially Bubba, and many of the kids. She provided endless Kodak moments all day long. She would have fit in any number of homes, but we all wanted to find her a special place and family. The perfect family did come along, but under tragic circumstances. Many of you may remember Ginny, who became Zoe when she was adopted by a doting DC family. This sweet black lab/shep mix had come from a hard West Virginia life. Just when her luck had turned and she was living the life of luxury and love, she was diagnosed with an acute form of leukemia. It was such a shock to this family and to us as Zoe was not much over 4-5 years old. Zoe was beyond medical care and succumbed all too quickly to this disease. All of us were devastated and we feared this would sour this wonderful family on rescue dogs. But after a while they inquired about adopting another dog, but thought this time they might like a younger pup. Lily was just the one. And we were pleased to be able to give Lily to this family, knowing she could not be more well cared for or loved if we had kept her ourselves. While we miss the Zoe stories, we love the Lily tales. It is hard to believe that Lily is now nearly a year old and has grown into a fairly big, mischievous girl as this delightful email details:

Susan, Mary, Shari, and everybody else who is involved in this terrific organization:

Ms. Lily is now almost eleven months old and is growing fast. She probably weighs 70 lbs., has a very shiny, healthy coat, loves to eat (what a surprise) and play (another surprise). She’s not one bit overweight, and we try to give her as much exercise as possible. She has a boyfriend, a 14-month old Gordon Setter, named Remington, who lives up the street and with whom she plays regularly. She will walk right up to him and kiss him on the mouth!!! She has the absolute sweetest, most affectionate personality. She talks to us regularly; doesn’t bark; loves everybody and everything. She loves to go on walks and is ready for advanced obedience training. She also loves to CHEW!!! She chews everything from bones, socks, panty hose, sticks, pens, shoes, plastic, stuffed animals, towels………the list is endless. In the evenings she’ll flop down beside us in the living room and fall asleep. After she’s recharged her batteries, she’ll bring us a tennis ball, or a plastic ball that has an ear piercing squeak, and we throw it around the house. Do labs ever get tired of retrieving???? She buries almost all of her bones in the backyard – she’s definitely set for a rainy day. The backyard looks like a bombed out field. She also buries some bones and chew toys in our beds under the pillows, or under the sofa cushions. She knows how to push open the lid of the trash can in the kitchen and steals whatever she can find – then gleefully runs outside with it and tears it to shreds! She does not have a mean bone in her body – we can pet and hug her while she’s eating, we can take her bones away from her when she’s chewing them (which we only do when they’ve gotten too small and we’re afraid she’ll choke). In short, we have once again fallen head over heels in love with a labby. I have to admit that it took me some time to give my heart completely to Lily. I thought it died when Zoe did, but that’s simply not true. There is much more love inside thanks to Lily and LRR. I know this is starting to get mushy, but we just want you all to know how very grateful we are to you for what you do and for matching us up with Lily. She is a complete delight, and we’ve spoiled her rotten. Hope everything is going well — I check out your home page once a day and so enjoy reading about the new dogs you’ve rescued.

FRECKLES

FRECKLES, 3 year chocolate female, started her life as a Christmas present for a military family. Life was OK at first, except for Dad, who never liked her. After the kids lost interest, Freckles began to do what all young, bored doggies do, she chewed and was simply just “in the way” in the house. While at Andrews AFB, she was banished to live most of her day outside (especially when Dad was home.) They started by tying her out, but she would chew herself loose and be picked up by the base police. After several of those fines, the family invested in a run which confined her so well, she soon became a full time outside dog–isolated from both people and other dogs. The family finally decided to give her up, and she became part of the LRR system. Her first week at the Directors’ home was somewhat difficult. She was unsocialized with both people and other dogs. But, the canine pack at this house helped her to learn to play, and she began to seek out human attention. Her activity level, even at 3, was quite amazing. After tours of several foster homes where she continued to refine her social skills, she was ready to be seen. We had several approved homes very interested in her, but one couple was especially taken with her–so much so that after visiting with her several hours on a Saturday, they came back on Sunday to claim her before anyone else could see her. Mom wanted a walking/jogging partner, so her activity level was fine for them. They were also interested in teaching her obedience, so they were happy to continue her training and socialization. We explained that all the foster homes noticed she did not like to roll over on her back, even though most of the homes worked on getting her to tolerate it. When we did a follow-up call to check on Freckles, we discovered that she spends a great deal of time on her back for Mom to rub her tummy and in Dad’s arms on the couch. When we hear amazing stories like that, we know that the dogs do truly pick their own people, and that Freckles was finally home.

SADIE

SADIE, 6 month black female, came to us at almost 4 months from a woman who claimed Sadie was aggressive. That seemed odd for a lab so young, so we spent more time evaluating her and trying her in different foster homes to be sure that we did not see aggression of any kind. She spent time in several different foster homes, who exposed her to all kinds of environments, people, other dogs, cats, activities, and no one could get an aggressive action out of her, no matter how hard she was pushed. We did discover her love of water and surprising swimming skills for such a young pup. We began to feel more confident that Sadie was a placeable labby, but still with the right people who would take her through obedience training. A couple from MD became approved and were looking for a companion dog for their black female lab, Bailee. They had thought they wanted a chocolate or yellow to try something different, but fell in love with Sadie when they met her. This couple do obedience three times a week with Bailee (and will with Sadie) and are very active, particularly with water sports on the other days, so it was a perfect match. Now renamed Maggie, because she looks like a little magpie, we were pleased to receive emails on her progress her new parents; a composite of which is below:

Dear LRR people:

Hello from a very happy Labby family. Our adoption of Sadie (aka Maggie) was a wonderful decision, and we have our 2.5 yr. old Bailee to thank for it! They knew it was right as soon as they laid eyes on one another! Bailee and Maggie have really bonded. They are full of puppy play and really act like sisters. They LOVE to swim and play tug-o-war , Frisbee, and ball (although when only one of us is home, trying to throw two balls at the same time is a little more difficult!) Bailee and Maggie eat together (even out of the same bowl sometimes!), drink water together, play together and sometimes even sleep together. Bailee has taught Maggie how to eat corn on the cob, and they have also gotten mighty fond of Frosty Paws! French fries are an occasional favorite treat–Maggie was a little confused at first with what exactly to do with them, but Bailee coached her and she caught on fast. (We now call them the “Spice Girls”.) The fact that Bailee and Maggie come from the same bloodlines is another wonderful thing for us, although as Maggie gets older, it’s harder to tell them apart since their looks are soooo similar. Their childhood pictures are so alike, sometimes I have a difficult time telling them apart in photos! The companionship bond that Bailee and Maggie have formed has astounded most of our dog loving friends, including my lab-loving Mother-in-Law who really thought this would be a problem. But, as you can see from the pictures, it just isn’t so. Their toy basket is overflowing…but tennis balls always seem to get lost under the couch. They love the treat of getting up on the bed on Saturday mornings with Mommy and Daddy and lounging around for a bit. Maggie has become “Mommy’s Girl”. She loves her Daddy too, but since Mom go to bed much earlier, Maggie joins me in the bedroom to make sure she is OK until Daddy and Bailee come later. It’s really sweet. I think she finally knows this is her home, and she wants to be part of it all. She is much more affectionate than when we first brought her home. Although her first concern is still to play, she is quite fond of “the lovings.” She has started her training at Applejack Academy, although so many dogs, unfamiliar noises and Amish carts caused many a distraction for Maggie. Her individual lessons are outstanding, and we are moving forward. Bailee practices with her during the week, although they much prefer playing to practicing! Maggie is still in the crate during the day. She goes in everyday like clockwork. I think it’s her safe place. When she has an accident, or has been outside digging and she knows she’s done wrong, that’s the first place she goes. If we see her in the crate with the door open, we know something’s up. She hasn’t had an accident since October; I think she realizes she is here to stay. At the beginning it was a little frustrating. Both girls would go outside; Maggie would play and Bailee would do her business. Then, once back inside, Maggie would pee on the carpet. Once she got settled in, she’s been great. Since both Bailee and Maggie were born in February, I think we will have a B-Day party for Maggie’s first and Bailee’s third. Dog food cupcakes for everyone! Maggie wanted me to extend a warm thank you to everyone at LRR for helping her in time of need and giving her a second chance. She loves you all for it! Thanks again for helping us find a great match for our family. Maggie really is a perfect fit! We look forward to the Alumni Picnic so we can bring the bunch.

DUKE

DUKE, 1.5 year yellow male, is our second auction puppy from a local wildlife group, both of which were only purchased for their tax deductions. Duke’s Washington, DC family kept him until their year of free vet care expired and then couldn’t wait to get rid of him. In spite of being unwanted, Duke was amazingly happy and well adjusted. We figured he would go fast once his kennel cough ran its course. Unfortunately, the kennel cough went into pneumonia and it was touch and go for a very sick Dukie for several months. 19 pills daily, the vaporizer and lots of TLC slowly nursed him back to a full recovery, just in time for a DC Mom and her daughter to become approved. The dog Mom and LRR thought would be the best match was not Duke, but when the daughter and Dukie met, they became instantly attached. Though they dutifully looked at other LRR dogs, little Vivian couldn’t get Dukie out of her mind. So, back they came for Duke who was very happy to have his own little girl (and to go back to DC to live!) The trio is doing very well, and Duke, now Sampson (because of his recovery), is attending a special obedience class designed for young children and dogs. Vivian was somewhat disappointed that her name of Happy Wappy Licky Licky got overruled, but we agree that it is most descriptive of our yellow boy with his new family. It sure is nice to finally be wanted!

BUDDY

BUDDY, 3 year yellow male, was a very reluctant PG County give-up from a senior citizen couple who had originally rescued him from the Charles County Humane Society as a young unruly pup. Dad had worked with Buddy to teach him many obedience commands and worked to leash train him as well. Buddy spent time around other dogs, cats and grandkids. A more well loved and cared for pet would be hard to find. Unfortunately, Dad began to have serious bouts of pneumonia that became worse when Buddy and his fur were close by. He first telephoned us last Spring to inquire about placing him with us (with CCHS’ blessing), but could not bring himself to do so. But, as each new case of pneumonia got worse, Dad knew he had to make a tough decision. Buddy had to spend most of his time outside which really upset Dad, and even though he had made all kinds of adjustments to make his outdoor living comfortable, he finally could not accept that Buddy would have to live like that. Buddy was too special for that, and so finally Buddy came to LRR. Except for being a little overweight from the good life, Buddy was in excellent health with a wonderful, lively temperament. We knew this big boy would not be hard to place once his mandatory time with LRR was completed. Sure enough, a man and his roommate from Washington, DC, were looking for a big fun loving lab, preferably yellow. They had planned to look at several LRR dogs, but once they set eyes on Buddy, the search went no further. Buddy and the guys were rolling around the floor like old friends, and it was hard to tell who was more excited: the guys or the dog! Buddy now lives near a dog park where he will meet lots of new dog buddies and where dog birthdays are celebrated each month. His new Dad has such a flexible schedule that Buddy will not be alone much and will often be able to accompany Dad on local business trips. We recently got this glowing report from Dad:

Hi, LRR!

The Budster is doing great. We kept his name. Felt that he had been through enough without learning a new name. Of course, I have to explain to everyone that he had the name before the President named his dog. We took him to the vet this past Saturday for our monthly weigh-in. He is down to 95 pounds. He loves canned green beans. We started him on Science Diet; he hated it until we mixed in the green beans. Have now switched to Authority, but still give him a can once a day. He has become the hit of our local park. Mr. Friendly is what I call him. We have suddenly met a lot of our dog friendly neighbors. He definitely has become the master of the house. He now lays claim to the living room couch and the spare bed. Tries with the master bed, but I have to lay down the law sometimes! I can’t tell you what a joy he is and how happy we are to have him in our family. I have three pictures of him on my desk and take him everywhere. He really likes to ride in the convertible with the top down. My partner is looking for a hat and pair of sunglasses for him. We get a lot of looks and honks. Must close, but look forward to the LRR Picnic.

MANDY

MANDY, 3 year black female, became the odd dog out when her family began to grow. She shared the home with an older black lab male and a very young baby. Mandy loved the baby and gave her lots of kisses. This affection, however, was not acceptable, and Mandy was banished to live most of her life in the basement, especially the nights. She would watch Mom, the baby, and the male lab go off to bed together, while Dad put her in the basement. It is little wonder that Mandy began to show her displeasure by pooping in the basement. Instead of trying to understand this behavior, it simply made the family madder, until finally they could not wait to get rid of her. When she came to LRR, it was obvious that she had suffered some type of physical abuse as she was very hand shy and afraid–especially of men. She was a serious little girl who needed a variety of experiences to help build her confidence. While not dog aggressive, it was obvious she was holding a grudge against male black labs. However, through lots of foster home nurturing, she began to love life again. A single woman from the Tidewater, VA area had seen Mandy when she first came into the system. She knew Mandy was not ready to go, but there seemed to be this instant bond between the two. Mandy relaxed around her and crawled into her lap immediately. This woman knew this would be her dog, so she patiently waited for her to be ready and then adopted her. Mandy has adjusted very well to her life as the only dog, where all affection and attention will be hers. With her Mom being a new dog owner, they are attending obedience training where they will strengthen their bond and both will feel more self confident. Mandy will finally be number one! We recently learned that Mandy has begun to have epileptic seizures, common to labs, but she is still her Mom’s pride and joy as evidenced by this recent email:

Hi, there, just wanted to check in. Miss Mandy is doing quite well. She has had 4-5 seizures total, but seems quite fine otherwise. She’s just as sweet as she can be and so well behaved. I’m very lucky. Susan does really have a knack for matching people with dogs. No one can believe how docile she is. She really is perfect for me. I was just offered and accepted a job with the Manhattan (NY) District Attorney’s office. I start in September. My sister-in-law has offered to put me up while I find an apartment…as long as I bring Mandy! Thanks for the articles on seizures. Having you guys to rely on has really helped. She really does seem to be just fine. She’s still not 100% thrilled with playing with other dogs, but she does tolerate them, unless they try to take her tennis ball which she is almost as attached to as she is to me! I do tend to spoil her and she likes to sleep in. Hope you guys are all doing well. Take care!

AUSTIN

AUSTIN, 4.5 month yellow male, came to us as an emergency case from the Lancaster County (PA) Humane League shelter. Austin had originally been picked up as a stray and taken to this shelter. A family adopted him, only to return him a day or two later because of his activity level. (Imagine that!) He was adopted out again, but abruptly returned when he “bit” the child. LCHL knew Austin did not aggressively bite, but because his razor sharp puppy teeth broke the skin, he had to be quarantined and could not be readopted by them any further. While LRR does not take biters, when we met Austin, it was obvious he was a teething puppy that would put anything in his mouth–especially soft body parts! Once again, this is why we are very careful about placing young, teething labs with families with small children who are inexperienced dog owners. Interestingly enough, however, we had an approved application from a VA family who did have a small child, but who are very dog smart and experienced, having trained a number of dogs, including Springer Spaniels. We were able to get Austin neutered and evaluated, and this family was quite interested in him, wanting a younger lab so early training could begin. Watching the interaction of the family with Austin, it was obvious that parents and child were quite familiar with nippy young pups, so the adoption was done. We have learned in follow up calls that Austin has become the little girl’s shadow, even climbing up the stairs of her little slide and sliding down behind her! He is taking to training very well. The parents were also happy to report that when their little girl began to wander off while in the backyard, Austin ran to get her, mouthed her arm, and led her back closer to the house. Isn’t it ironic that the dog that was almost sentenced to death for “biting” a child, is being praised as a hero for using those same “skills” on another little child!

BINGO

BINGO, 8 month yellow male, also came to us from the Lancaster County, PA area as a personal give-up. A young woman had purchased Bingo as a pup from a local puppy mill, but of course, care for a crazy pup often takes more time than these new owners imagine. When we went to pick-up Bingo, he was chained in a mud pit, and was so starved for affection that we needed a change of clothes for the ride home. Bingo proved himself to be a very happy and lovable pup, but at that stage where he is no longer the cute puppy, but far from settled as an adult. He, too, would require someone willing to put in the time to train him to be a great dog. Fortunately, we received an application from a couple from PA that wanted a younger lab to train. Dad was the dog lover and trainer, and Mom indulged Dad in his doggy love. They had looked at several dogs, when we brought in Bingo. Bingo walked over to Mom and promptly curled up in her lap! Dad would have taken about any dog we showed him, but Mom’s vote was definitely for Bingo. He even slept with his head on her lap as the adoption was done. We have since learned that Bingo has become more attached to Dad–most likely because Dad is doing the training, but the family is doing well (and Bingo didn’t even have to change his state citizenship!)

MCCOY

MCCOY, 2.5 year yellow male, is one half of a brother duo that was given up to us from Southern Maryland. (Read about Magic a little further on.) Both boys were littermates purchased from a breeder and lived the first year of their lives as family members. But, when the family decided to build a new home further out, their lives changed dramatically. This new place had plenty of acreage, but no fence. Being further away from the city, the parents often spent 14 hours away daily working and commuting. So, the boys were relegated to being chained to their doghouses in the backyard where they had constant access to a feeder. No exercise and extra food made the boys rather chunky and sluggish. Mom no longer wanted the boys in the house at all since it was brand new, so they spent their nights in the garage. It is no surprise that 1.5 years of this had its toll on housebreaking and house manners. Finally, the family realized that they were not providing Magic and McCoy with the attention they needed, and both came to live with LRR. The boys had been to the vet regularly and were neutered, so LRR’s main task was to take off a little weight, get their endurance up with a little exercise, and steady their house manners. McCoy was the first to be separated from his brother at the Director’s house and sent to a new foster home. It was a little traumatic, but once in a new routine with new canine friends, he became livelier and more self confident. He had been the submissive brother, so as is often the case, separating him had very positive effects in bringing out his personality. It was obvious he was loved starved, and while he developed an enjoyment of playing with the other dogs, he really enjoyed long sessions of petting and hugging. We had an approved DC couple who wanted a dog the wife could take to her Georgetown linen shop each day. Most of the dogs we had were too active for this role, and they realized they needed a more English lab that would enjoy meeting the customers, but would not be running amok in the store. Magic and McCoy were perfect candidates, but it was McCoy who stole their hearts. During the adoption, McCoy snuggled up on the couch in-between the couple, and when Mom paused briefly from signing the contract to talk, McCoy quickly put his paw atop her hand demanding she continue to make him theirs! McCoy is now stopping foot traffic as he sits in the store window, and has been one of the best marketing tools ever as people just have to go into the store to see him. His parents also sail, and McCoy is still getting his sea legs, but we’re sure experience will make him more nautical. What a great new life!

MAGIC

MAGIC, 2.5 year yellow male, is the other half of Magic and McCoy and whose history you’ve already read. Magic was a little more mischievous than McCoy and was used to being the one in charge of the duo. While McCoy had grown in confidence with the separation, Magic was brought down a peg or two. No longer was he top dog–not that he was all that alpha or dominant, but he no longer had his sidekick to boss around. While having the same charming temperament, he had more trouble learning his house manners. With a more structured lifestyle where he could be better watched (and crated when not), he began to have longer times between accidents. Sometimes, he would just lift his leg as if he were oblivious to where he was. If you were chained for over a year, you would probably learn to go where you stood as well! Consistency and patience will be the key in reprogramming him for life inside. When his foster Mom took him along on a housecheck, this young VA couple fell in love with him–even with his still unpredictable leg lifting habits. Once approved, they dutifully looked at other dogs, but it was Magic they wanted and adopted. So far, he has been the perfect gentleman and is doing very well. (We think he knows he is “home”.)

CHEYANE

CHEYANE, 3 year black male, was reluctantly given up to us when his owner, a single Mom, decided to change directions in her life, including a move and new career. He was a well cared for pet, but did come to us with a new limp. When it did not get better after a few days, we had him x-rayed, discovering he had OCD in his elbow. Surgery is not often a successful permanent fix for elbow OCD, but lots of crate rest and not too much activity can usually keep it under control and allow the dog to live a comfortable life. After several weeks of crate rest and low activity, his limp disappeared, and we were ready to search for a home that would be more interested in non-weight bearing activities, such as swimming, rather than lots of jogging and active play. Our foster homes discovered Cheyane preferred males, so we knew we had the makings of a good match when a man and his male roommate came to us to adopt. Once again, adopters that thought they had to have a yellow female, fell in love with and adopted quite the opposite (proving again how important temperament and personality are over looks!) Cheyane, now renamed Riley (as in Life Of..) has completely bonded with his new owners. Riley has already been on a PetSmart shopping spree and is helping his new owners plan a vacation that will include him.

MOLLY

MOLLY, 7 month yellow female, came to LRR when her owners couldn’t wait to get rid of her. It was obvious from the interaction, that little Molly was afraid of these people (and life in general). It can be so difficult being civil to such owners, but it’s even more important to get the dog away from them. She was afraid of the other dogs and very shy around people. In addition to not being completely housebroken, she had a rash on her tummy that proved to be an internal infection, most likely from her being forced to lay in urine. Once on her road to recovery, we put her into several foster homes to give her as much positive experience as possible. At one, she had the opportunity to go to a dog park frequently, where she really began to blossom and lose her fears. She began to enjoy playing with the other dogs and accepting attention from the humans there. Her house manners became more reliable, and she was ready for her new family. A young VA couple had privately rescued a yellow male, Luke, and were now looking for a playmate for him. While almost three years old with a predominantly English personality, he did enjoy hard play with other dogs who were willing to engage in rough-housing. We had several potential companions for the couple and Luke to visit, but it was Molly which stole the affections of both Luke and his parents. We hear Luke, who had been headed for couch potatoland, has been revitalized trying to keep up with his new sister. For such an unwanted pup, Molly has already become a beloved family member.