about:Barkley

So far, Barkley is showing himself to be a very stereotypical young Lab. He’s very active and rambunctious, very clingy, always curious, and if you’re not watching him closely, getting into trouble.

We’re still working on his house training. I know he’s quite capable of holding it while he’s in the crate, but outside he always seems to want to pee every couple of hours. I think he’s starting to get it through his little brain that he’s not supposed to pee inside though, but it’s still a work in progress at the moment.

He does pretty well at walking on the leash. Doesn’t pull too much, but he does tend to wander around and if you’re not careful you’ll find your legs wrapped up by the leash.

He’s starting to get a little bit better about being in the crate at night. He’s down to whining and crying for only 15 minutes before settling down now instead of the loud anguished and tortured cries he used to make.

Haven’t been out to the dog park with Barkley yet because he’s still got a staple in him from his neutering operation. It looks like the staple can come out so I’ll try to get him in to the vet tomorrow or Tuesday and get one of the vet techs to remote it. Then we can let the fun begin.

Nala (L) and Barkley (R) sleeping

Meet Barkley!

The patch on his forehead is where the blob of pine sap got ripped off when it got caught on something he was trying to crawl under. It’s healing up quite nicely and looks worse in the picture than it really is. He’s definitely a very active dog and a real sweetie who doesn’t like to be very far away from his person. I’m looking forward to seeing how he behaves at the dog park once he gets the staples removed from his neutering operation.

Barkley catching a few zzz’s

Barkley

Decided to name the new foster Barkley. I suppose it was inspired a little bit by the ST:TNG character, but it seems to fit him nicely. He’s seems to be settling into the house nicely.

I can tell now that Barkley’s a very high energy dog and one who likes to run around. Yesterday he got a bath and we discovered that the staples from his neutering operation were still in. Didn’t realize he had just been neutered. This means no trips to the dog park and trying to keep him from being too wild at least until next week when his staples are supposed to come out. At least he smells better now.

The patch on his forehead seems to be healing up nicely and I see a few hairs trying to grow back. I suspect most of it will remain a large bald patch though.

Still trying to get some decent pictures of him.

New foster is here

The new foster arrived a few hours ago, and he’s a big friendly energetic boy. My guess is that he’s about a year old or so and he’s taller than Nala. Don’t really know what the story on him is aside from the fact that he was pulled from a shelter and despite baths was stinky enough for the people he was staying with temporarily to have him shaved. He’s got this big patch of missing fur and skin on his forehead from a blob of pine sap that fell on him and accidentally got ripped off when he was trying to crawl under something.

He needs a name too. His temporary fosters (the people who brought him to me) told me the shelter people named him Matt, but that doesn’t seem to fit him. I’ll see what kind of dog he is over the next couple of days and try to come up with something appropriate.

Pictures to come once he’s settled down enough and will sit still long enough for me to get some photos.

Beach bum Stanley

A vet appointment for Nala this morning gave me the perfect excuse to take the morning off and head to the beach with Stanley and the dogs before going to the vet. So off we went to the Washout area at Folly Beach. It was just before high tide, so there wasn’t much beach area to speak of so we just stood and watched and listened to the waves.



Then we went over to the Folly Beach fishing pier where there was a little more beach to wander around on. Unfortunately the fishing pier has a no dogs rule, so we couldn’t go for a walk on the pier.


Off to the vet. Nala has this quarter sized patch that she’s been scratching at so I wanted to get it checked out because she’s losing hair there now. Stanley’s checking out what the vet tech is scribbling down in Nala’s chart.

Peeking through the door into the secret back area

Waiting patiently on the exam room table

And that brings an end to Stanley’s adventures in Charleston with me. He’s at the mail box now waiting for Mail Guy to pick him up, but before packing him up I included a package of Nala and Simba’s favourite cookies from The Good Dog Bakery for Stanley to share with the dogs at his next stop.