There’s been a lot of dog drama in my house in the past year, and because of that my dog blogging has been pretty much focused on my ongoing spaniel drama. Today we’ve got to change that and give y’all and update on little miss Pascale, the puppy that got dropped off at my barn last September.
I’m not sure if I ever mentioned this, but when we took her to the first vet appointment we were told that she would mature to be about 40 pounds. I mean when we got her, she was about 11 pounds (and skin and bones) and the size of my tiny Boston Terrier. Forty pounds seemed pretty reasonable.
Though we haven’t had her officially weighed lately, she’s several inches taller than my 50lb springer and I bet she’ll end up being more like a 60-65 pound dog… maybe lighter because she’s pretty lanky. She also grew up a lot less pitty than I expected her to, and I kind of want to get her DNA tested (if anyone has done this with their dog, let me know!). I have had people tell me she looks a lot like a Lab/Whippet cross, but I have a hard time picturing whippets roaming free on the streets of the town where she was dumped. Who knows!
She is for all intensive purposes, a terribly naughty dog. Perpetually hungry, she’ll steal anything she can get away with. The other night, I saw her slinking out the door with a half eaten side of queso. You can see the evidence dripped on her head, but other than that she didn’t make a sound as she tried to escape to the yard with her golden cheesy prize.
Pascale also has a thirst for destruction that kongs cannot quench. Both my husband and I have completely lost two pairs of shoes each, with others suffering in terms of losing insoles or in my case, decorative bows on my flats. Lately she’s moved off of shoes (or we’ve gotten smarter about putting them up) and is currently enjoying toilet paper and paper towels. I wish I had a picture of our back yard to show you, because it is Pascale’s treasure trove. Remember Ariel’s lair of human objects in The Little Mermaid? Picture a dog version of that!
All these being said, she is just the best dog. I’ve never had a dog that is happier about life. She loves to play, and if no one will entertain her properly she’ll go out to her lair in the back yard and frolic and play with her treasures until she’s tired. In the evenings, she sits between my husband and I on the couch while we watch tv or whatever. She loves to flop in your lap, and put her nose up against your face. It’s very strange, because she doesn’t even lick you but instead smushes her nose on your cheek and stares at you while wagging her tail. Super, super cute.
She certainly has been a challenge for us, but I don’t regret rescuing this girl for a second. I have one breeder dog, one puppy mill rescue, and now one dog picked up off the street. She’s by far the most grateful, appreciative and loving dog I’ve ever had. If any of you are considering adding a furry family member, I can’t stress to you how important rescuing is. You won’t regret it!