Ivan, to look at is charming, but does lack an abundance of social skills. He does fine on a leash and by the way he acts, could only be 18 months or at the most 2 years old. After saying all the nice things about Ivan, don’t ever try to put him in a kennel by yourself. At the shelter where I picked him up, it took two of us, really trying hard not to get bitten, and a good 10 minutes to finally get him in a kennel. He was not happy but we finally managed to do it. I would say that he has never been in a kennel before, or has had a very bad experience in one. I did warn the staff that when it came to loading for his trip up north, be prepared, and don’t take any chances, as he will bite, out of fear or what I don’t know, just be careful. This is something that the rescue will have to work on after he gets settled and isn’t as stressed out as he is now.

Poor Mable, she didn’t know if she was coming or going when I picked her up at the vets office to take her to another vets office to await her transport up north. I could see the look in her eyes that she was trying to tell me that she had already been fixed and didn’t need to do it again. I tried to tell her that we weren’t doing that again, but not sure it got through. Hopefully by tomorrow she will have realized that it was something else and that was behind her and now she had a whole new life to look forward to. I am sure, as cute as she is, her forever home is just days away. Then she can forget her past and move on to a brighter future. At least that’s the plan.