So I picked up Kona, a 4 year old female yellow lab, on Thursday. I hate to say, those dogs were living under terrible conditions...
|"Kona" means "lady" in Hawiian.|
She's overweight, has an ear infection and a wound on her leg. She is on antibiotics and ear drops. I have to take her in to be spayed next week (the rescue pays for it). But she's a sweetheart. And she "picked" me -- I was actually supposed to pick up one of the other dogs. But she sat at my feet and looked at me with those sad brown eyes and I asked if I could take her instead.
|Ripley on attack mode!|
And she's scared to death of Ripley! And Ripley hates her ---
Though Boomer thinks she's a fine girlfriend.
I'm told I can either foster her until someone adopts her, or -- I can become a "foster failure" and adopt her, myself. So, we'll see what happens. A lot depends on Ripley.
|This photo, with former owner, taken by Hillary before Kona's exam. Look at Kona's nails.|