As you know, sometimes we post to help a dog in need, one who is looking for their forever home.
My friend Kim, who works as an emergency veterinary technician often meets dogs whose circumstances have led to them needing a little extra help. For one of our best success stories, please check out Bella the Basset.
So today, I want to share with all of you Bucky’s story:
Hi there. I’m Buckbeak, Bucky for short, my foster mom says I should tell you my story so you can get to know me. Maybe even come to love me.
My life was alright, I think, until this last Christmas day when my family surrendered me to the shelter. We drove there and got out. I thought I might be meeting a new friend. The nice shelter people took me inside and my best friend filled out some paperwork. I didn’t know what was happening but figured this is how you get assigned a new buddy. Then the shelter people made me a bed in a different room and my human didn’t come with us. I figured that was ok too because they would come back soon like they always did. I waited and waited. And I waited some more. The shelter was really scary and loud. Some of the other dogs just cried for their family and some of them said bad words. Some of them just sat quiet like me and kept waiting.
Three weeks of sleeps came and went but my human never came back. Every day I hoped they would be there again but every sleep I was alone. The shelter people tried to be nice to me but I only wanted MY human and I got depressed. The shelter was so loud and my kennel didn’t have a warm couch. Some of the other dogs would be there for a while and then they wouldn’t be. The shelter people would talk about home (I like that word!) and sometimes they would talk about this place called the rainbow bridge (I don’t know where that is and it sounds nice but the shelter people always seemed so sad talking about it that I don’t know). One day I woke up and the shelter person told me I might have to go to the rainbow bridge. She seemed sad so I gave her kisses. Then that night I went to bed as usual but part of my good night from the shelter lady was that I might not go to the rainbow bridge.
After that sleep I woke up and I she told me that today I would meet a new lady who saw me on the facebooks. At lunch time this lady came to my kennel. She was different. She got in with me and sat down. I was afraid to trust her at first. She just sat so quiet and seemed to really like me. I decided she was ok so I gave her a little kiss. She walked me outside and we spent time together. After I sat and gave her my paw she told the shelter guy that I was going home with her. She seemed so happy and that made me happy too! It took a while and I got worried, but then she put a real collar on me and we WALKED OUT THE FRONT DOOR! WE GOT IN A CAR (I LOVE THE CAR!!) AND WE DROVE A WHILE (I LOVE THE CAR!!). I’m sorry. Just remembering that car ride makes me really happy.
The first day home I basically just slept. I felt really bad that I didn’t have more energy, but since I hadn’t slept well for so long it felt really good to just melt into the couch. Since then I’ve met three other dogs who look a lot like me and I have a warm bed and food and lots of love. My foster mom said she’d tell you more about me since she says you should hear the stuff I’m proud of and the stuff I’m embarrassed to admit.
More details from Bucky’s Foster Mom, Phoebe:
Foster-mom Phoebe here! Bucky is a wonderful dog. He’s just a big doofy loveable lug. He loves to lean his 70 lbs into you to get pets and his tail never stops wagging now. He knows sit and shake but not much else. It’s obvious that he would take to solid training well as he tries really hard to please. Bucky kennels well and is a very quiet boy. I haven’t heard more than an excited whine from him when he first wakes up. He’s gone with me to patio dining at a busy restaurant and did great. Even making a few friends. He clearly loves car rides, but doesn’t know about jumping into the car on his own (or really even the couch for that matter). He’s the sweetest cookie taker I’ve ever met especially for his enthusiastic self. He has allowed me to pet him all over and even trim his nails by myself.
The things he’s most embarrassed about are his excitement over meeting new friends and his concern that another dog is going to steal the things he wants most. His enthusiasm causes him to greet other dogs somewhat rudely. He hasn’t been aggressive at all, but his manners are a bit like a college age boy. As far as the resource guarding it seems to only show itself when it’s another dog. I have taken his food and toys away from him with ease. This behavior can be extinguished with some training.