Sunday, August 29, 2010

A Video of Brodie

Here's a video for mom of her granddog...

Sunday, August 22, 2010

One Week of Brodie

This has been a busy week getting to know Brodie. He's such a sweet dog, full of personality, very playful, but also so cuddly and loving. It's been quite an adjustment having to go outside many times in the 100+ degree heat, constantly keeping an eye on him, having to get up on a regular schedule even on the weekends. But it's so worth it! He's a great companion and I'm never alone - and I mean never!

Brodie's had a good time exploring the house, investigating all the nooks and crannies, checking himself out in the mirror, and playing with all the toys I bought him. I was really hoping his football rope toy would be his favorite, since he's named after a Bama quarterback, but he really hasn't played with it much. Oh well. He does love toys though. They're scattered all over my apartment!

Brodie LOVES to be outside! I've been taking him out much more frequently than I initially thought I would because I'm trying to housetrain him. We play ball (in the evenings after the sun goes down), go on walks, and one of his favorite things to do is roll in the grass. He also spends a good bit of time on my balcony. I'm glad to know he likes it out there, and that I don't have to worry about him trying to jump off, because in the fall and spring he and I are going to spend a lot of time out there writing. I just have to watch him, because he keeps digging up or tearing off my flowers. Silly Brodie!

On Friday I took Brodie to work with me. I knew there wouldn't be a whole lot of people there, and Dr. Wolfe was on the senior leadership retreat, so Brodie went in to help me work. Everyone who saw him loved him, and when our art teacher saw him she went home and got her dog so Brodie had a friend there. He was so good in my office, curling up in my lap and resting his head on my hand while I typed, napping under my desk, and following me from room to room as I worked.

The only real problem we've had is his Houdini nature. Seriously, the dog can climb a baby gate faster than I can say "stay"! He climbed the normal lattice-style gate within 5 minutes, so I bought one with vertical bars, but he climbed it after one evening. So now I'm doubling them, putting the normal one on top of the other. It's worked for now, but knowing Brodie, he'll break out of "doggie jail" in no time.

Anyway, that's Brodie's first week at home. We're bonding well, and he's doing great with his training. He knows "no," "stay," "sit," and "down." We're still trying to learn "come" and his name, and housetraining is a definite work in progress. But I'm confident he'll get it down soon.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Bringing Home Brodie

Yesterday I drove to Granbury to pick up Brodie. It was the first time I actually got to interact with him, but he was so sweet and friendly. He doesn't seem to meet a stranger. We drove straight to Genny's house in Ft. Worth, where we hung out in the backyard for a few hours so that Abigail could meet him when she got out of volleyball practice. Brodie did so great, playing ball, exploring the yard, chasing a squirrel (much to Genny's delight!), and enjoying the feel of the grass on his belly. We also spent some time bonding - he's so affectionate, wants to climb in your lap and give kisses. What a sweetie!

His afternoon in the backyard wore him out! When we got in the car to drive home, he quickly fell asleep and didn't wake up till I woke him to get him out of the car. We took a little walk and then acquainted him with his new home. He set to playing with all his new toys - his favorite is a cheapie squeaky elephant from BigLots. And it didn't take him long to find his favorite resting spot, underneath the papazan chair.

As the night went on, I put in the dvd "New Moon" and stretched out on the couch. He hopped up next to me and we fell asleep curled together on the couch. How sweet! I was a little worried about how he would do overnight in his crate. But I put him to bed around 11:30, and he whined and barked off-and-on for about 20 minutes, but then he settled down and slept through the night. He did so great! At this point, I think I definitely got a winner in Brodie.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Introducing Brodie!

If you've been following me on facebook at all, you know that I have been wanting to adopt a dog for a while, but I've been waiting for the right time. I decided that this summer, after my Germany trip, would be perfect. So I've been searching on petfinder, craigslist, and all sorts of other websites for a dog. My family has always had big dogs, but since I live in an apartment, a big dog is just not a good idea. I fell in love with the Westie (West Highland White Terrier) when I lived in Scotland; they're definitely my favorite small breed. One website I read said they are a small dog that thinks they're 150 pounds. So, I decided a Westie would be the breed for me. Unfortunately, they're in high demand, and the Westie Rescue and Scottie Rescue organizations wouldn't adopt to me because I live in an apartment and the dog would be crated while I work. I have had a HARD time finding a dog to adopt - three times I thought I found one and it was adopted out from under me. The last time was on Monday, when two one-year old westies in Granbury were adopted from the sherrif's office before the website said they were available. I was almost ready to give up on the search. Then, Thursday night I decided to check petfinder again just to see. And two one-year old westies showed up at another shelter in Granbury. They weren't on the website Wednesday, but there they were on Thursday night. I quickly contacted Genny and she and the girls agreed to ride with me down to the shelter to check them out. They were named McDuff and McRuff on the website, and I was already leaning towards McRuff. So, Friday morning we headed down to Granbury (about 45 minutes south of Ft. Worth) and waited anxiously for the shelter to open. I was trying not to get my hopes up, in case things didn't work out again, but I really was hoping. We were the first customers in the shelter, and she said they were still available. Yay! I walked out to the pen, and even though all the other dogs out there (and there were a lot!) were barking, including McDuff, McRuff never said a word! He just put his paws up on the fence and looked out at me like "Hi! Are you gonna take me home?" He would cock his head when I talked to him, and you could see the intelligence in his eyes. The owner of the shelter said he's smaller than his brother because McDuff tends to hog the food, water, toys, etc. But he's so sweet! So I filled out the paperwork, paid the fee, and he's mine! I can't bring him home until next Friday because he has to get fixed, cleaned up, and have some shots/heartworm tests, but less than a week and he'll be home!
I decided to name him Brodie McRuff, and call him Brodie. Brodie is the name of one of the other dogs I tried to adopt, but I really liked the name, and Brodie Croyle was a Bama quarterback a couple of years ago. It's also a Scottish word. I decided to keep the name McRuff as a second name, because it's just too cute. And with the Mc, it sounds Scottish. And since Westies are Scottish dogs, he needs a good Scottish name. Maybe his Auntie Amie will send him a tartan bandana. ;)
Oh, and I checked this morning, and McDuff has also been adopted, so I'm glad that he won't be left behind.
(Brodie on left, McDuff on right)