Fostering and pet sitting

I've been yearning for another pet for quite a while now. But I just can't justify getting another. The cats have settled into their routines, rarely bothering each. Wonder and Goldy, the big boys, don't like cats in the studio and I have doubts they would adjust well to another cat in the household. Oreck could really use a playmate but it just isn't the right time for it.





So instead I volunteered to foster Divot, a dachshund mix (looks like he is mixed with rottweiler, but who knows?) for 3 months while his family relocates. We picked him up after class on Monday. He is a mellow, fat boy, with a very crooked front leg, that doesn't bother him a bit, and epilepsy. He didn't give Oreck or the cats a second look. He just wandered around the house either checking it out or trying to find a way back home. At bedtime he jumped right up on the bed and made himself at home.





Last night, I picked up Jackson, Saundra's rescued, intact, white, 5 pound Pomeranian to pet sit through the weekend. He is a hyper little guy always wanting to be picked up and held. When he gets excited he jumps straight up in the air like a bouncing ball. He can't quite jump onto the bed. His jumping seems more vertical than horizontal. He and Oreck seem to have a contest going to see who can mark the most spots and who can do it last. Since he is not thoroughly house-broken either, I take them out periodically and let them go dry before bringing the back in. Divot just ignores him, too, even when he is the object of Jackson's lust.



Tonight Sheila brought Sam, her intact Jack Russell rescue, over for pet sitting. He immediately fell in lust with Divot. Poor Divot had the two dogs lusting whatever part of him they could reach. Sam is apparently jealous of Jackson and showed the first aggression I have ever seen out of him.



Next day-Because Jackson is so small and I didn't want to take any chances with Sam's aggression, Sam was crated for the night. Because Jackson cannot control his lust he was crated, too. Divot seemed more relaxed and slept well until he rolled off of the bed. He looked so befuddled as he stood on the floor trying to figure out what had happened. Then he just shook it off, crossed the room for a running start and came up on the bed and fell back asleep.