Yup, Gertie is still here.
The few people who called on the fliers I posted didn’t read them very well, and discussion of Gert’s age was the deal breaker for some. Those who weren’t concerned about her age didn’t read the part about her being a house dog. That the interested parties intended to keep Gertie outside was a deal breaker for me.
A rescue did eventually list Gertie on their web site, but her bio was cut off mid sentence. Hey, she’s listed though!
A no-kill shelter offered to take her but we declined. An old lady needs to be in a home, not a kennel.
A foster offer also eventually came up, but by that time it had been almost 2 months and Gertie had settled in. A month earlier, we would have jumped at the chance. But by the time the offer came, we knew Gertie. To send her away knowing she would be moved again at least once, maybe more if she didn’t work out at the foster home, well, what can I say, we’re weak. Gertie will go from here to her permanent home, if one can be found. One final move.
Unfortunately, the number of senior dogs needing homes exponentially out numbers homes needing senior dogs. If no one steps up to make Gertie their princess, well, I guess you know how the story will end for her. It wouldn’t be the best ending, however.
While Gertie isn’t unhappy here, she would be much happier in a lower dog density/higher Gertie time home. I know, some of you are thinking The Ranch is the perfect home, but think about it: She’s 10. She’s had an entire lifetime behind her and now she has to start at the bottom of the pecking order, behind a pretty wild bunch. She’s slower than the rest of the kids and they don’t wait up for her on the desert walks. She can’t adapt as well as a younger kid can. Try as she does, where Pablo was accepted, she hasn’t been. It’s not that the other kids are mean to her, it’s that they ignore her. When she tries to participate in Misfit Games, they stop playing and walk away. Even Pablo traded her in for a younger model. Gertie deserves so much better.
We, and by we I mean I, haven’t given up yet. Crabby gave up the day he hefted her into the Waggin’ Waggon the first time. But there will come a time when we will have to give Gertie her official promise, if she doesn’t find another home. That said, I don’t want Gertie to have to settle for simply being not unhappy, so I my fingers are crossed someone is out there for her.
In the meantime, however, Gertie is loved. She is treated as one of the family and is learning how to train us. I make sure she gets lots of hugs, kisses and butt scratches every day. She’s not a cuddler, and sometimes likes to be alone. But when she asks for attention, I give it to her.
Because Gertie doesn’t voluntarily exercise, and exercise is very important, especially for old ladies, she and I walk every night. Though she doesn’t appreciate the warm temperatures, I think she does enjoy the “Her” time. I’ve tried taking a second dog on the walks, but Gertie pouts. So, it’s just me and Gertie.
Whoever ends up with Gertie, be it someone we haven’t met yet, or us, will be truly blessed indeed. For Gertie’s sake, however it ends up, I hope she’s happy.
As I write this, Gert is at my feet. While I hope she can find better feet to lay down at, mine will always be available as long as she needs them.