Buddy 20-143
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At a Glance #20-143
| Golden Retriever | Born: July 2012 |
| Male | 80 lbs |
Status: Adopted
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Saturday, October 3, 2020
Hi, it’s me, Buddy, here with one last post. Know why? ‘Cause I moved to my forever home!
It’s really beautiful, with a big grassy yard, and right next to a big park system with lots of trails and a new Mom who loves to take long walks there. My new family is pretty special – here’s a picture of my new Mom and Dad and big Sister who came home from college just to meet me, and pretty soon I get to meet my big Brother who lives up in Duluth when he comes home for a visit – and they already love me to pieces!
Foster Mom and Dad think this is a great home for me and they’re happy for us – but they’re pretty sad to have me leave since I am such a wonderful dog. A big “Thank You” to my surrendering owners who gave me such a good start in life so I could be the happy well-behaved boy that I am.
Onward to the next stage of living the golden life. Love to all -
Thursday, September 10, 2020
Hi, It’s me, Buddy, with some newsy tidbits.
You know how most Minnesota Goldens just love winter and romping in the snow? Well, I’m NOT most Goldens. My surrendering owners said I hated cold weather so much that they got me this nifty wardrobe of winter clothes: my stylish plaid coat, my super warm jacket, and, best of all, my cozy jammies. Here are some pictures –
Foster Mom says most Goldens have a soft undercoat that provides insulation, but I don’t have that. I just have my beautiful long red-gold fur. She thinks that’s why I get cold.
But she also says that I don’t shed like most Goldens. She’s even wearing black pants and a navy blue fleece jacket that aren’t coated in fur! And when she brushes me every day (I love that, you know) she only gets a little ball of fur.
She’s been watching for any signs of my allergies and, good news – no scratching, licking or chewing. Maybe there are fewer things here in the city that trigger my allergies.
I wanted to share a picture of me with my BFF Tucker. Note how we’re both with our feet up on the fence so we can touch noses but not jumping over. That’s because we’re both such good boys!
Saturday, September 5, 2020
Hi, I’m Buddy and I’m the new kid on the block – but Foster Mom and Dad say they don’t think I’ll be here long as I am almost perfect.
I’m an 8-year-old big boy who came to RAGOM because my surrendering owners are moving overseas and can’t take me along. They obviously loved me and took great care of me, as evidenced by how comfortable and confident I am. I know that Minnesota is a great place to live and that human beings were put on earth just to love me.
And here are some of the things I love:
- Snuggling and getting lots of attention
- People, including meeting new folks
- Being outside and playing ball
- Playdates with my new BFF, Tucker (the Black Lab next door)
- Rides in the car
- My pills coated in peanut butter
- Fresh, crunchy veggies, like green beans and broccoli
- Being brushed
- Going for walks
I lived in northern Minnesota in a home with a very large, unfenced yard, where I had free roam and could even run down to the lake and go for boat rides and a swim. Now I’m in the heart of a city in a pretty small, fenced yard, but, know what? It’s okay ‘cause I get to be with my new peeps.
I didn’t really know how to walk nicely on a short leash, but Foster Dad started me on day 2 with a Gentle Leader, and by day 5, they took me for a walk and then took the Gentle Leader off, and I walked right with them with just the regular leash. In addition to being so sweet, I’m also super smart and learn things like that quickly.
Here are some great things about me:
- I know "come," "sit," "shake," "down," and "stay."
- I don’t counter-surf or go in the garbage.
- I don’t go over fences, including the little decorative ones next to the flowers.
- The only things I chew up are my bones and soft doggy toys, but, hey, that’s what they’re there for, right?
And did you notice how gorgeous I am?
But why might I not be the right dog for you? I’m big and strong (80 pounds of muscle) and need to get my exercise to maintain my trim figure. I’m in excellent health except that I have some arthritis starting (I am 8 after all) and take pills for that, and I have allergies that require periodic shots, so there are some on-going medical expenses.
Foster Mom is doing some checking on what those on-going costs might run for these very necessary meds.
I love having playdates, but prefer to be an only dog so I can have all your attention at home. As a puppy, I was kept in a crate all day every day, so I won’t go in a crate, but it’s okay since I respect boundaries and baby gates.
I was like the Crown Prince, so I know that couches and chairs are really soft and comfy, and at bedtime, I really like hopping up on the bed for a cuddle before getting down on my own bed – so if you have fragile antiques or expensive upholstery, I might not be your guy.
I haven’t been tested with cats or small dogs, but on my very first afternoon here, a rabbit hopped into the yard and, in a flash, I got it, and I’m fascinated by squirrels, so Foster Mom and Dad are a little leery of introducing me to small animals.
If someone comes close to the house or dares to walk a dog down the sidewalk in front of the house, I bark – loudly – but I’m getting a little better about that.
My surrendering owners said I was afraid of children, but I think the 6-year-old granddaughter and 10- and 12-year-old grandsons here are just fine, so maybe it really depends on the children. But I’m big and strong, and sometimes I like to play rough, so if there are children, they need to be big, too.
Not too may shortcomings, right?
