White Dog went to his mancave to roust The Other White Dog so that he could see Daisy Mae and her family off. "I'm not going out there. It is too sad," He woo'd to his sister. Exasperated, WD sighed and left to resume her hostess duties. Quinn could not bring himself to face the beautiful White Dog of Love so he missed the news that she and her mom would be RETURNING next week to pick up the rescue bird they had adopted!
Darcy, a cherry headed conure, is a sad senior bird who has plucked her chest and back bald. Daisy Mae's family hopes that a real home and personal attention will help her break out of the stress behavior and have some true golden years.
When TOWD found out about the return trip (long after Daisy Mae was on the road), he was elated and started immediately making plans! "Your first plan should be, my brother," yipped White Dog, "a crash course is getting over your shyness...you spent the entire weekend blushing and avoiding the fact that Daisy Mae REALLY likes you!"
Late in the morning, Gregg and Candace called, freshly back from a trip to Arizona. They asked if they could stop by to introduce the new baby they had adopted to The White Dog Army. Dragon was insistent that WD, TOWD, AWD, and SAWD put a sniff of approval on the HWD's new brother. He doesn't have a name yet. He is 8 months old and is a Shih Tzu baby found in the dessert along with his sister sitting on an abandoned sofa. Like Nuka when she arrived to us, he was shaved down to skin. We welcomed him and immediately taught him the joys of duck jerky as we humans relished a Vietnamese repast. Then Dragon and his family were off to find a sweater for their new boy...and to introduce him to the fun of shopping on the bottom row of the dog food shelves at the pet store!
It was a good day! Rescues...and rescuers ROCK!