This is Cotton McLovin, also known as Cotton Ball, Cotton Swab, Sweet Peanut and Fuzzy-Butt.
He is such a sweet, happy boy. He even won over the eldest so we'll be fine if he needs to stay awhile.
He hops around like a bunny and is always happy to see everyone. He's trying to suck up to my dogs (leaning down, kissing them) when they check him out through the crate. He hasn't met my pups without bars yet. I'll wait until he is neutered and knows the rules better. He dances all around the living room when he's out. Loves the yard...That little tail is always straight up in
the air bobbing around like a flag. He wants to be with the kids.
And Ray-Ray? Someone is coming to meet, and hopefully adopt, him on Sunday. He's my blind guy and as awesome as he is this woman is awesom-er...She adopts the elderly and/or disabled Boxers sparing no expense to have them live out their years in a loving happy home. I could not have hoped for better (fingers crossed.)
And today I'm doing a transport run...This is like the Underground Railroad for dogs...You see, sometimes non-local rescue groups pull dogs and there has to be a way to get them to their fosters. Volunteers, lots of them, participate in transporting them. These are quiet volunteers many don't know about but it happens everyday all over the country. It's one hell of a network. Typically folks will drive 1 or 2 hours to help out. This involves coordinating meeting locations, factoring in bio breaks, ensuring crates/safety are cared for and more. The dogs I'm meeting will be on the last leg of their journey when they meet me today. They are coming from Greenville, SC to Richmond VA. My drive today will be 3 hours in total and 3 new dogs will go from the shelter into homes. The details in this small area of rescue work alone will never cease to amaze me.