- Adopted: 08-01-07
- Gender: Male
- Age: 2 yrs
- Size: 51 lbs
- Color: Orange
- Cats: Unknown
- Dogs: Unknown
- Traits: N/A
Have you seen the cartoon where one dog says to the other, "My name is ‘No, No Bad Dog!' What's yours?" Well my foster mom says that if that cartoon was about me, I'd be saying "My name is ‘What a good boy, SCOUT!'" She says I'm just pretty gosh darn wonderful and I think she means it!
That hasn't been the story of my life though. My original owner never trained me but then took me to a scary place called a shelter. Fortunately the people there were very loving and dedicated and understood how special I was. They worked with the staff of a local doggie day care who took me on as a special project. I learned how to become a well behaved house dog, how to walk on a leash, not jump up on people and that a little love and attention goes a long way! I started eating again and life was good.
One day a man saw me and decided he'd take me home to live with him. What he didn't understand though is that I'm a very tall boy with normal hunting instincts and a need for exercise. That four foot chain link fence didn't do much to stop me from exploring the neighborhood on a regular basis. Yep, it was right back to the shelter for me!
The people who cared for me knew that I needed to be someplace else where I had a tall fence and people who understood me. I had to be patient until there was an opening for me with ACES but man oh man, was it worth the wait!!!
I now live in a home with a doggie door and yard so that I can come and go as I please. I have my very own crate to sleep in at night and claim it as my own special place. I don't counter surf or even get up on the furniture, although one night mom let me crawl into her lap on the couch and it was really nice. I walk very well on a leash and love car rides. I have five other setter siblings and boy oh boy do I love to play with them. There are a couple of cats here too, but I haven't quite figured them out yet. I want to play but they act like they want nothing to do with me. What's the deal with cats?
Did I mention that I LOVE to sing? Mom and Dad can get me started in a "howl along" and I really turn on the charm. I'm no Sinatra but I have a great voice. I also talk to them when they come home. We have some great conversations about our busy day. I tell them about all the birds and squirrels I've pointed in the yard. I've also developed the reputation of being a fearless toad hunter. Toads don't taste very good but they are more fun than those silly cats!
When I first arrived I had an injured foot. I don't know how it happened but it was swollen and infected. I was very brave though and would lie in Dad's lap three times a day as he soaked my foot for fifteen minutes at a time. I'll tell you what, this pampered home life works for me!
I've gained two pounds in my first two weeks with ACES, and I'm trying hard not to burn it all off in play time. I'm 51 lbs. now but Mom says I could easily stand to gain another five to ten pounds and still be a lean setter machine!
My foster mom shared some special secrets with me. She said that I'm one of the most special setters she's ever met, and that some where out there a great family is waiting to give me all the love and attention I've always deserved. She says they will be my "furever" family and never take me back to a shelter. She said I'll be cherished and adored even more by my adoptive family than I am right now. I don't see how that's possible, but it sounds pretty wonderful. She says we just have to be patient and they will find me.
I'm only two years old but my life has been quite an adventure. I'm ready now to write the final chapter that ends with "And they lived happily ever after..."