Please Meet Quinn

StrawHat

Well-Known Member
On 20 January, we lost Sonny, our Corgi mix. Had him for 12 years and it was rough on me. This is the first time I have mentioned it here. It was also rough on Herself and Seamus, our 7 year old Golden and Sonny’s pal.

We were not looking for a second dog but also not, “not looking”. A rescue contacted my wife regarding a Golden bitch that was going to be turned over to a kill shelter. Could we do anything. Of course we could! We made arrangements to see the dog and what we saw was not encouraging. The owner had the dog for about a year. She had been previously owned by a breeder and had several or many litters. She was overweight and undernourished. Her nails had not been trimmed in at least a year and she had not seen a vet in at least that long. Her fur was matted, dirty and had an unhealthy look to it. Her eyes were clear and she took to my wife immediately. No way was I leaving that dog in that house. The owner surrendered her to us and she came into our home at 7pm on 24 March. The first hour was occupied by sniffing and tail wagging by both dogs. Then to bed.
The next day, Deb gets down on the floor to groom her and Quinn lay between her legs to be brushed and fussed over. This may have been an unusual occurrence for Quinn as she seemed to relish the attention more than dogs who get the spa treatment regularly. Deb ground a little off her nails and Quinn tolerated that well.

We switched her over to Seamus’ diet and gave her the same portion, even though she is an inch or inch and a half shorter than him. She is quite a bit heavier and we will get her down to proper weight over the course of a year or so, one pound every couple of weeks.

The previous owner described her as lazy. Well, if your nails were so long it hurt to walk, you might be reluctant to walk a lot also. Deb has removed nearly 5/8” in 6 days and there is at least 1/4” more that needs to be trimmed. A little each day. To our mailbox and back is a 1/4 mile round trip and one of us makes that trip with both dogs a half dozen times a day. Quinn usually is in the lead and wagging the whole way.

Some images for you.

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And my current favorite image,

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I am very happy Quinn has adopted us and decided to grace our home.

Kevin
 
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462

California's Central Coast Amid The Insanity
A handful of likes for taking Quinn into your home, and for bringing back memories of Charlie.
 

CWLONGSHOT

Well-Known Member
Ooh man!

Sorry for your loss. I so much want another dog. But my wife is strongly opposed. I kick myself hard as Im more of a forgiveness over permission guy. But doing that now knowing her feelings is not right. Had I just done what I i tended and gone right out and searched out a "new" companion that would have flown.

Kudos our last three where all rescues and I wouldnt have it any other way. I paid top $$ in 1982 for a petigree lad and he died of the same cancer my pound dogs did...

He looks very happy and thats everything!!

Major Kudos

CW
 

Mainiac

Well-Known Member
On 20 January, we lost Sonny, our Corgi mix. Had him for 12 years and it was rough on me. This is the first time I have mentioned it here. It was also rough on Herself and Seamus, our 7 year old Golden and Sonny’s pal.

We were not looking for a second dog but also not, “not looking”. A rescue contacted my wife regarding a Golden bitch that was going to be turned over to a kill shelter. Could we do anything. Of course we could! We made arrangements to see the dog and what we saw was not encouraging. The owner had the dog for about a year. She had been previously owned by a breeder and had several or many litters. She was overweight and undernourished. Her nails had not been trimmed in at least a year and she had not seen a vet in at least that long. He fur was matted, dirty and had an unhealthy look to it. Her eyes were clear and she took to my wife immediately. No way was I leaving that dog in that house. The owner surrendered her to us and she came into our home at 7pm on 24 March. The first hour was occupied by shifting and tail wagging by both dogs. Then to bed.
The next day, Deb gets down on the floor to groom her and Quinn lay between her legs to be brushed and fussed over. This may have been an unusual occurrence for Quinn as she seemed to relish the attention more than dogs who get the spa treatment regularly. Deb ground a little off her nails and Quinn tolerated that well.

We switched her over to Seamus’ diet and gave her the same portion, even though she is an inch or inch and a half shorter than him. She is quite a bit heavier and we will get her down to proper weight over the course of a year or so, one pound every couple of weeks.

The previous owner described her as lazy. Well, if your nails were so long it hurt to walk, you might be reluctant to walk a lot also. Deb has removed nearly 5/8” in 6 days and there is at least 1/4” more that needs to be trimmed. A little each day. To our mailbox and back is a 1/4 mile round trip and one of us makes that trip with both dogs a half dozen times a day. Quinn usually is in the lead and wagging the whole way.

Some images for you.

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And my current favorite image,

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I am very happy Quinn has adopted us and decided to grace our home.

Kevin
Awesome!!! I have a golden and hes 7,,getting the whiteface,,i also have a german shepard,,about the same age,,and she was adopted,,came out of florida,,,smashed up,,shes been up here in the boonies,,for 5 years,,living her best life!!!
 

Snakeoil

Well-Known Member
Good for you and Quinn!! Goldens are amazing animals and all deserve a good home and loving parents.

I see that your wife his using her toenails as an enticement for Quinn. "Some day yours will look this good.".

I did notice that you put a photo of your wife's butt on the internet. You might want to sleep with one eye open for the next few... well... rest of your life, actually. ;)
 

CWLONGSHOT

Well-Known Member
I just remembered years ago I was watching a house and feeding the dog for a buddy @ work.

I knew the golden well, but for some reason, I was wrong in his house when his humans wasn't there. Not viscous & not intimidating. I knew he was a big baby.
He barked and growled entire time I was there. Calmed but if I moved, he started again. He would lay across the room watching me.

We agreed Id go twice, daily first on way in AM, to work to let him out in back yard. Then return after work to feed and sit with him for hour or so.

When I fed him, he stood back and watched. As he ate, he growled between every ravenous bite. :rofl: This guy ate a bowl of food in seconds as if he had t eaten for a week. By end of the hour, he had eaten, done his business and growled himself to sleep.

He was back to his fun loving everyone a week later when his humans was back. Was quite amusing.
 

RBHarter

West Central AR
Dogs an kids .
The only differences are dogs learn faster , don't last as long , and only break your heart once .

I don't think I'm likely to take in any more dogs , cats , or kids . I don't think I can take the heart break any more .
 

StrawHat

Well-Known Member
Good for you and Quinn!! Goldens are amazing animals and all deserve a good home and loving parents.

I see that your wife his using her toenails as an enticement for Quinn. "Some day yours will look this good.".

I did notice that you put a photo of your wife's butt on the internet. You might want to sleep with one eye open for the next few... well... rest of your life, actually. ;)
And I sharpen things for a living so there are plenty of sharp and/or pointy things around all the time! BTW, my wife says she has had the same ASS ever since she married me.

Not sure what she means.

Kevin
 

Snakeoil

Well-Known Member
I just remembered years ago I was watching a house and feeding the dog for a buddy @ work.

I knew the golden well, but for some reason, I was wrong in his house when his humans wasn't there. Not viscous & not intimidating. I knew he was a big baby.
He barked and growled entire time I was there. Calmed but if I moved, he started again. He would lay across the room watching me...

A couple years ago, I was helping a neighbor with his truck. He's a farmer when he's not hauling blacktop or stone in is big Peterbilt. It was the usual, stop buy to see what's up and find myself up to my elbows in something to lend a hand. So, when we are done, I need to wash up and ask if the house is open. He says yes. Asked if the wife was home because I'd announce myself as I entered. She was not. So, in I go and up to the kitchen sink and start scrubbing my hands. I started to get the feeling that someone was watching me. We all know that feeling. It's a 6th sense that scientists seem to have avoided. I keep washing and it won't go away. So, I peer over my shoulder and behind me, sitting down and staring at me, are Dave's two pitbulls. And these are farm pits, not your standard socialized family mutts. One day my wife and I pulled into their driveway with our little dog on her lap and one of them tried to come thru the window to eat out dog. I was not sure if I was about to become their dinner or just a chew toy. But, I've never been afraid of dogs so I turned around while drying my hands and they just continued to stare at me. I think they were as surprised as I was. I think their surprise is that I was not Dave or his wife, Deb. And they just continued to sit there. No noise, no indication of getting up from the seated position, nothing. So, I greeted them and called them over and they both turned into two of the happiest dogs on the planet and could not rub up against me or lick me enough. Apparently, if you can get into the house without them knowing it, they think that you are smarter than they are and treat you appropriately.

When I went back out and told Dave that he never mentioned that the dogs were in the house. He said, "Oh yeah, I figured you find out one way or the other.".
 

Matt_G

Curmudgeon in training
I love dogs, all dogs and they know it. Haven’t had an issue since I was in second grade.
^^
That's the key right there.
Dogs are incredible judges of human character and can do so PDQ.
I'll trust my dog's opinion of you more so than my own most of the time.
If my dog doesn't like you, we are done.
 
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