We have a doggie! Well, technically, he's not ours, but we're fostering him temporarily. He's one of many pooches from the very crowded South LA Animal Shelter. The decision of which dog to choose felt like it was straight out of "Sophie's Choice," but I eventually picked the guy that seemed to need us the most. When I first brought him home, he had virtually no social skills: He cowered from everyone, and constantly had his tail in between his legs. Not to mention the scars all over his face, and his matted, dirty hair.
Since he was found as a stray, they don't know anything about his history. But from his fearful personality, we can guess that he didn't come from a good place. Amazingly, he has changed so much, in the week that he has been with us. Not only is he not shy anymore (AT ALL!), but he has a healthy appetite, beautiful coloring (after two baths and a couple of rain showers), and he is one of the sweetest, most lovable dogs ever!
I'm teaching him some tricks (starting with the basic "sit"), so any training advice would be appreciated! I'll include more posts about him soon--by the way, we named him Thomas!!!
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