Emit is quite at home in his foster home. He sleeps at night in the living room on a leather couch (his choice), but he likes to spend his evenings near at least one of my dogs. In this picture, he's on a bed with Finnegan. He is crated during the work day simply because he hasn't quite accepted the cat...and it is, after all, her house. She has been slinking around her house since early November. If you're looking for a very normal (although blind) Yellow Lab, email your placement advisor. Princess, the cat, will love you forever!

We were watching a show on Animal Planet on Saturday night. Emit heard the dogs barking on the show and he put himself in front of the TV and his head cocked from side to side...it was very funny. It was like he was watching it...but he was actually responding to the dogs on the TV. He finally put his head down and rested, but he stayed in the same spot until the channel got changed at the end of the show. Other than that, not much is new in Emit's world. Another foster will be bringing him to the Ragom Petco event on February 2. I think she's planning on being there at the beginning and staying until Emit reaches his limit. If you'd like to meet him, either contact your placement advisor or go to the event.

Emit had his enucleation surgery on Wednesday, December 12. He was dropped off by a wonderful Ragom volunteer, Kris N. and I picked him up Wednesday evening. Dr. J. said she removed his eye and several pellets from his eye socket. He was still stoned from the morphine and could barely walk upright. We lifted him into the back of my Subaru and when I got home I lifted him out. He staggered up the path from the garage and we got inside after he stopped to potty. My dogs stopped in their tracks when they saw him, they cautiously approached him, and pretty much stayed away from him for the rest of the evening. He collapsed onto the kitchen floor and seemed to be asleep again, so we went about our business for a while. He started trying to follow us so for his safety, I put him in a large crate in the dining room. He was quiet for the rest of the night.

This morning he went outside and pottied again. He came in, ate breakfast and had a drink. He has been blind since he arrived at my house so we're used to him crashing into things, but now we don't want him to crash into things...so he went back into his crate. I think he'll be in that crate a lot for the next few days, at least until it starts to heal. He is also wearing a large cone....which he hates but he can't scratch at his eye...so it's a necessity.

I went home at noon and he went outside, had another drink and went back into his crate. He uses the cone like the shovel on a bulldozer which my other dogs dislike. I don't care about any of that stuff, just that his sutures stay in....and so far everything looks intact.
I think at this point the best way to sum up the whole thing is "POOR Emit!"