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SPCA

Roscoe Says Thank You
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One of the most rewarding things I’ve ever done is volunteer at my local SPCA, especially when I decided I was going to help Roscoe find a home, no matter what.

Yes, he jumped up a lot, bruised my entire right arm, made me bleed a little bit, and ruined my favorite leather jacket by deciding that one of the pockets was a play toy and playing tug-of-war with it, ripping it from the rest of the jacket. Yes, going to the SPCA every single day, twice a day, was tiring. Yes, it was frustrating seeing that the people there were afraid of him even when he was calm and relaxed, that even many of the workers wouldn’t give him a second chance.

But I would do it all again, in a heartbeat, because, well, just look at him. It was all worth it.

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How To…

How Not To Do It
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Recently I wrote a couple of articles about working with dogs, and I thought I’d share them. The one that took the most work was How to Train a Large Dog to Have Good Manners, and features this big guy here. Roscoe was my test case, and I’d say it went rather well seeing as he was adopted. (I miss him.)

And yes, Roscoe is pulling a 300 lb man across the ground in this picture. He really was a big boy, wasn’t he?

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No “Bonz” About It!

Bonz - Portrait
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First, let me apologize for the title. I couldn’t help myself.

Meet “Bonz,” a Cane Corso mix. I was going to let my dogs out back to play in our large, fenced-in yard, when suddenly they started barking like mad. I looked at the woods, and staring back were two dogs, one small black Lab mix (I’ll show her in the future) and one very large, dopey-looking dog.

That dopey-looking dog was Bonz, a sweet-tempered dog that very happily accepted my invitation for him and his sister to stay in our yard until we could find their owner. Thankfully he had a collar with a current phone number, and his owner was at the house within twenty minutes. Apparently, these two naughty pups had gotten away at six that morning.

It was noon when I found them.

Apparently, they just wanted to go for a really long walk.

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