Mosey
Mosey is a four-year-old American Staffordshire Terrier mix (a.k.a. pit bull). Mosey is a continual source of joy and amusement in our household. He hates getting his feet wet, loves fresh fruit and has a propensity for carsickness. We adopted him from our local Humane Society when we lived in Washington State. Under ordinary circumstances, I would never have considered having a dog of his breed but of all of the dogs at the pound, he had the most unbearably sad expression on his little face. I walked past him, went home and was subsequently haunted by that sad brown face and had to go back and rescue him.
I liken having a pit bull to having a special needs child. No matter how sweet with us and our friends, he should never be put in certain situations where he might be tested beyond his limits and we’re extremely cognisant of this. He also needs an environment with consistent expectations and positive, gentle training. This is the first dog I have ever had that comes RUSHING inside when he’s called from the back porch as he knows he might get a treat. It makes me smile.
He is a snuggly, sensitive, loyal, obedient and protective dog and we’re grateful to have him in our household.
Henrietta & Louisa
Henrietta and Louisa came to us via The Feed Store in Summit-Argo. They’re named for secondary characters in Jane Austen’s Persuasion. Henrietta is the black one stretched out on the shavings (she has the more yielding disposition) and Louisa is the one who looks like a chipmunk. Louisa is larger, bossier and more inclined to flight so far and I suspect that Louisa may actually be a Lou. They’re bantam chickens, which means they will grow to be only half the size of their full-sized breed counterparts (some bantam breeds do not have full-sized counterparts, however). Although the feed store did not identify their breed, we suspect these two to be “Easter Eggers”, Americaunas that don’t conform to the breed standard but will lay pretty blue-green eggs for us when they reach maturity (assuming that they are both female!). We brought them home thinking they’d been sexed but they turned out to be “straight run”, which means one or both of them may need to be rehomed in a few months – roosters don’t go over so well in the city!
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