Our rescue boy is home at last. With the help of Sharron, Helen, Kristin, Stephanie, Patsy, and Gena and Ruben, Issac and Owen we were able to spring this guy from an El Paso shelter and bring him home to San Diego. He was skin and bones when he arrived but he's put on a pound and a half already and his coat is shiny.
He's a happy, mellow little guy who loves to chew anything he can get his teeth on, but is cooperative about trading whatever he's found for a chew toy, especially if it's a hoof. He occasionally jumps a bit when you reach toward him. We changed his name from Donko to Bongo, partly because it feels catchier and also because we think he had some rough times in his old home.
Our Fiji just turned 3, Bongo will be 4 in Nov. They hit it off right away, though she still gives him a hard time for certain things. They don't call 'em bitches for nothin', y'know?
We're hoping the dogs will console each other when our visiting grandson goes home, Of course, he was with the group that delivered Bongo to his furever home, so maybe Fiji is hoping Bongo will leave when Ruben does.:rolleyes: But in the meantime, boy and dogs make a happy trio.