Hi! I'm the new kid on the block.  Good thing I'm cute, because I'm just a young thing and I'm just learning to have manners. I'm not sure what manners are, but they're not as fun as jumping on my people friends, the counter, and the couch. I'm slowly learning what people would like me to do, and I'm happy to oblige.

I like lying on the couch and watching TV. Belly rubs are my all time favorite. Balls and squeaky toys are fun. My foster mom also has some very fluffy friends that walk around the house and pay me little attention. She calls them "kitties" and kitties are interesting, but not a great big deal.

 I wouldn't mind having another doggy friend to play with or to go to the park with. The old girl here keeps trying to teach me some manners. I don't know WHAT her problem is!

The vet says I'm probably about 6 - 7 months old, and that I'm super-healthy, and as you can see, I've just been neutered too.

I am good around children of all ages, and with other dogs. I over heard my foster Mom saying I'm almost "TOO" easy!

At this point of my life, I am just wondering what I did that was so wrong that I landed in a high kill facility and my family didn't come to save me. 

Now I am with GSRBC, and I know they will find me a great home.

 

Chase was adopted on December 10th 2005

A special thank you to all Chase's sponsors:

Angel Downs Ruth & Dennis 

Update December 22nd 2005: 

This year I had purchased a 2005 Toyota Tacoma. In anticipating of having another dog at some point in my life, I had put a canopy on the back of the truck and vowed that future dogs would be relegated to that portion of the vehicle. Having adopted Chase, our first thoughts were that we should make the transition to his new home as pleasant as possible and so he was allowed in the access cab portion of the truck. Riding home down the freeway, I heard the wrenching sound of one new dog throwing up. Oh boy. Once home, we then had to introduce him to Bess, our cat. Although she had been around our two previous GSDs she was extremely cautious of this new addition.  
Next came the sleeping arrangements. Ruth goes off to one bedroom with Bess and me off to our own bed with a dog blanket on the floor beside the bed. After fighting Chase off for about 30mins for trying to get onto the bed, he eventually went to sleep – on his new bed – the one on the floor. 

Progressing through the week, he is proving that he is indeed a puppy. My wife says that she had forgotten as to how much work they take. So far Chase has had a couple of ‘accidents’ in the house, although I am sure he did ask, it was just that I haven’t read him correctly yet. He tries to express himself with his paw and mouth for playing and I have decided, he is sometimes asking to go out to do his business. Somewhere there is a subtle difference that I have to recognize.  However since that first car trip, he has been on several more and there have been no more problems. He loves his car rides. Today Bess walked between his legs and Chase for the most part, ignores her. 

Did I mention that last night, just before bed, he scoffed half a pound of butter that had been inadvertently left out on the counter. This afternoon, the digestive system finally worked through its cycle and I found some of the results on our carpet. I obviously haven’t read his signals yet. We have started to bond and he follows us wherever we go. I have also started to teach some basic obedience and he seems to respond extremely well. 
He has his own toys and so far, no damage to our house. Would we give him back for adoption?  – NO WAY.  He is a charmer even though we will be going through those teenage years. Right now he is helping Ruth get ready for Xmas, although I am sure it is not the kind of help she wants. 

It is that time to feed and take him out. I am sure we are in for a lifetime of memories, but that will be a story for another day. 

Update Jan. 1, 06: 

Over Xmas we went to see our friends who have five acres, a 5yr old Golden Retriever called Yukon and live on Vancouver Island. The two dogs had a ball playing together, although most of the time it was Chase who initiated the play. As for traveling in the car, no further incidents of travel sickness and no ‘accidents’ in our friend’s or our house. In fact our friends and ourselves all drove to a dog walking area, with the two dogs traveling in the canopy portion of the truck – so it was a positive thing for Chase. Now he does not seem to mind how he travels.  
He just loves his toys and as for the cat/dog relationship – that’s still being worked out. In most part, Chase ignores Bess, whereas Bess is still thinking things through. 

Whenever we (myself and Chase) go hiking in the woods, I have started to play hide and seek to increase the bonding. He gets very worried when, although I can see him, he can’t find me. He knows when to come when I call him, but has yet to figure out his sense of smell in picking up my scent. 
All the neighbors love him and so far, no unusual traits have surfaced. He has extremely high energy (we kind of figured that one out we when first met him at the foster's house) and constantly wants to play.  

I mentioned previously that there was no damage to the house – well he did take a fancy to the front door draught stopper that was a series of stuffed cats sewn together. But that’s it so far. He is feeling more at home and extremely comfortable in his new environment. 

By the way, the sleeping arrangements are still the same – um, what’s wrong with this picture. 
Keep up the good work. 
Dennis

 

 

 

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