Welcome home, Ava!
We made a quick trip to Edmonton Friday to pick up Apollo’s new little sister. Her name is Jimbo Beach, but we’re going to call her Ava. She’s just a wee little bit of a girl, only 55 pounds, so she didn’t need a big long name. When we got in to the city Friday we went to meet her at her foster home and to make sure Apollo gave his approval. He did. We spent a couple of hours there, then came back Saturday morning to load her up and head out.
We did make a quick stop to visit Vanessa and her foster, Duchess. Such a pretty dog! She was hilariously put-out when Apollo usurped the biggest bed in the living room, then later, Ava did the same with the smaller bed. Poor Duchess!
So Ava’s a little red brindle girl. Sabrina was a dark brindle; Ava’s coat is very red. We were tossing around “red” names – Cinnamon, Cinnabun, Lucy. Oh, Vanessa, by the way, the Little Red-Haired Girl’s name is Heather. We didn’t think she looked like a Heather. Anyway, Ava it is.
When we got home, I took her out in the yard and she had a good sniff around and did some business. She’s wearing Sabrina’s hand-me-downs right now. Sabrina’s little red fleece coat fits her okay, but the others are way too long in the torso. I think her raincoat will fit okay; it always was a little short on Biner.
Apollo seems to be comfortable with Ava’s presence in his world.
There was a brief moment of contention – Ava discovered the heated blanket later last night and Apollo thought maybe she should go back on her own blanket. Then when Apollo was on the heated blanket, Ava stood over him, almost trying to intimidate him into moving. Not that it would have worked. She’s really a sweet, little un-diva like girl (so far).
We all had a long day (exacerbated by the douchebags in the hotel room next to us Friday night that were creating a disturbance until after 4 a.m., including two calls by us to the front desk and Security coming down to talk to them). Ava and Apollo travelled quite comfortably for the six hour drive home.
When they had supper, Ava decided she would stand up on her back feet and see if there was more of that roast chicken on the counter that we put on her kibble. NO! We’ll all get settled in and she’ll get used to her new home. She crated without a fuss last night. I let her out at 6ish this morning and we went out to do some business. When we came back in, she willingly went into her crate and went back to sleep, door open.
She’s a fast little girl, too. I see on her greyhound data info, she dropped out of race school to have kids. She can run, though! When we’ve been out in the yard, if I call her from the other end of the yard, she is a blur as she runs up to me! Her siblings were all prolific racers, and her sisters were all broodies, too. I wonder if she was just a little small for racing? She sure has the genes for speed, though!
So we are now a family of four again. I’m sure she’ll settle in just fine and be comfy and confident in no time!