What is Levi looking at?!
Callie's food!
So, Callie loves Levi. But she loves all animals. And she talked us into another foster project. We did not make a wise decision. We let her say yes to the first dog needing a foster home. In her defense, it did meet our requirements- potty trained and kennel trained. Unfortunately, we need to add "not a marker" to the list.
We were suppose to meet the lady with the foster organization at 4:30. She was late, so the girls killed time.
We ended up with Briggs. He is super cute and pretty sweet. But he does not know how to be a dog.
This was the closest he and Levi got. Briggs simply did not care about Levi at all.
Briggs is a cute dog. And he did not bark, or get into the trash, or chew stuff. He does have epilepsy, and he has medications for it. But he still had 3 seizures in 3 hours on Halloween. So that was a learning experience.
It took him a couple days to warm up enough to snuggle or to let us pet him much.
He was a spaz in the car. He had to be buckled in or he'd climb all over the car and on you and if the windows were open, there was a strong concern that he would jump out.
The downside to this cute face is that he felt the need to pee on every wall and corner and door to mark it as his territory. And he was sneaksy! I would find sprinkles of pee everywhere, no matter how well I thought I had watched him. Sneasky!!
He did not show the belly till day 5. And while he was very sweet, it was not enough to make up for the peeing all over. I do not like cleaning up pee! Especially when it isn't something he would easily train out of.
But oh, he was a nice little dog, aside from that!
Fortunately, we had committed to take him for only a week. And they were able to find him another foster family in that time. So we had him Monday to Monday. And I'm not going to lie, I was glad to see his pee-sprinkling self go. Especially once I discovered he had left a parting gift. Somehow in the 15 minutes I had left Marian and Callie's bedroom door open, he had snuck in there and marked the laundry basket (of clean clothes!!). The little bugger. We discovered the wet spot after they came home from school, hours after he had left.