Mugs Shot

Hey folks, I'm letting my cousin, Mugsy ( he's my Parental Unit's sister's pooch), take a turn at writing on my blog-ain't I the generous one! But Mugsy here really deserves to be heard after what he's been through-this is a whopper of a rescue story! Given that he's "family" I'm sure he'll be asking for more free air time-you all know how that goes...

Well, after that introduction...I hardly know where to begin. Ehmmmm. O.K. now that I've recovered my composure...it started many years ago, when my first owners dumped me on the side of the road in Washington, near Seattle. With hindsight, they really did me a favor-that place was no fun, let me tell ya. But at first, I waited for the longest time by the road for them to come back-I thought it was some kind of weird game they were playing.
Anyway, when I got too hungry, I went foraging in the nearby woods and happened to find a piece of propped up plywood-perfect for a little inpromptu shelter. Except no one happened to pass by for what seemed like years! In reality, I was told, I was out there for over a month. The problem was, I was so frightened of people by that time that I had to be trapped to be rescued! Yep, you read that right, trapped like a wild animal, ( don't worry, the trap was one of those nets so I wasn't hurt). I lived in a family's barn for awhile, but no one could go near me or I'd bite their hands off! And I was so dang nervous, I was constantly spinning and gnawing on my own legs.
Thank goodness, a wonderful dog rescue lady heard about my plight and gave me a foster home. For 5 months, she worked, and worked, and worked with me until I started trusting humans to touch me again.
I then spent about 2 months training at a place called the "Echo Glen Children's Center" where I worked in their Canine Connection Program- it sure was fun to work with those teenagers who needed some help themselves!

Oh, I'm being told to wrap up this sob story. Well, I never!

O.K. so that's where my Parental Unit comes in (and my forever home, I'm now confident). Way back in 2006, while I was just finishing up my stint at Echo Glen, she saw my picture on the web as ready for home adoption. She always did like Cattle Dogs, and just thought I was a real beauty (ain't I though?). She just happens to be a professional photographer with a side gig in pet photography, and thought I'd make the perfect companion. And boy was she right! She likes to get a ton of exercise, so now she spends about half her day walking me in parks all over Seattle. And I get to go on "photo shoots" with her-last year we drove to Oregon to photograph wild mustangs!
And get this, she did tons of research to find the best dog food-it's 100% organic for me, but she's on a strict food budget, so she has to ration her organic purchases. Hehehe-sometimes I think she's crazy!
And then.....oops...gotta go...more..... Ouch!

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