As you know, with the loss of Sam, I've had a 75 pound golden-sized hole in my heart this week. While no dog could ever take Sam's place, the hole that was left in my heart and our house was filled with a 120 pound (!!) Golden named Sandy who arrived on Friday. It all happened so quickly. Someone from the rescue called me around lunchtime yesterday and asked if I'd consider taking in a 14 year old boy named Sandy. When she was reading me the information on him I have to admit that I didn't really hear much of what she said--Other than the original owner had gone into a nursing home and the daughter had been keeping Sandy in the basement and they were unable to afford to pay for food for him--And Sandy is also blind. With all of that, of course I said yes. Another volunteer for the rescue agreed to pick him up and meet me and by 4 o'clock I was on my way home with Sandy. It could not worked out better if it had been planned days ago.
Our crew are seasoned pros at meeting new dogs, and meeting Sandy was uneventful--Even Lucas behaved himself. I think he's in awe of his size; actually we all are, Sandy is a big boy!
I've never had a totally blind dog before. We've been showing Sandy around the house and this morning he found the water bowls on his own and his way to the back door to go outside. He's yet to eat a meal, but I am sure that will change. He and I are off to the vet this morning for a checkup.
Afterwards I am hoping, hoping and hoping that I will have the time to sit, relax and read your news. It has been a hectic and tiring week and I could use a little escape to your blogs to see what's happening in your world~Thank-you for stopping by to see what's happening in mine!