Mandy 07-251

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05/14/2007

Dear Diary,

I’m Mandy. I am that beautiful girl and used to be full-figured (at 69 lbs), and very shy. I am one of the gals brought up here from MO. I noticed that most of the other Goldens from there are already on the site, so I figured I’d better tell my foster dad to send an update on me. I’m trying really hard to trust him and just when I start to, I second guess myself, but by then he’s already petting me. Funny thing is, it feels good when he does that. I’m not sure why he puts his face on me and makes this weird sound. He calls it “a kiss”. He also does this thing where he takes his arms and squeezes me lightly. He calls those “hugs”. For some reason, he thinks I need lots of both. I was one scared girl coming up here and I don’t know about these humans but I’m starting to let my foster dad approach me without running. In fact, one night while he was sleeping, I licked his hand and his arm. Now that’s what I call a kiss! I guess I like him okay, but I’m still not sure about things. I’m really glad there’s another dog here to relate to. His name is Kody and I like to follow him around. I feel more secure when I’m by him, but he’s so spoiled by my foster dad that he doesn’t always seem interested in me much. I think he’s just playing hard to get. I noticed he gets to sleep on this big dog bed where my foster dad sleeps. It’s kind of funny to see a human sleeping on a dog bed, and even more funny that it’s so high off the floor. Kody has to jump up and down from it but it must be pretty comfortable once you get up there. I stick my nose up there now and then and sniff things out.

My foster dad gives me lots of treats. Sometimes I think he does it to convince me it is okay to come near him. Once I get a taste of a treat, I walk away and think about it some more. They taste so good though, that I end up going back and pretty soon I forget to be afraid and I take them right from his hand. I especially like the chicken jerky treats and hot dogs. Mmmm good!

I went out in this place where he keeps some cars. I think he called the place a garage. I kind of liked it out there. The floor was cool and if I wanted to play with my foster dad, I would just make him do about 50 laps around the car until I give up and let him catch up to me. I was still pretty scared but he wouldn’t give up. I found it’s also a great place to go potty.

I don’t like that darned leash he puts on me. I tried to get out of it a couple of times but it tightened up. They’re not supposed to work that way! I’m kind of stubborn though. I might let him put it on me, but that doesn’t mean I’m going anywhere. Instead, I make him pick me up and carry me outside and back in the house. Trust me, it doesn’t hurt him a bit and it makes me feel special. Mostly though, I’m just afraid yet of where I’m going. I don’t know what a walk is yet but for the first time I did wander around the yard, sniffing things.

A few times now, Champ and my co-foster dad, Steve, come to visit and they bring Meg with them, who is one of the ND dogs that Steve is fostering. There was 4 of us and I really came out of my shell that first weekend. My foster dads kept saying it was good for me to be with the other dogs. I forgot sometimes to be afraid and my tail even wagged quite a bit.

Many thanks to Melissa and Christopher for sponsoring me!  My foster dad says now I don't have to worry about how to pay for my vet bills :)

At a Glance #07-251

Golden Retriever Born: April 2005
Female Weight not specified

Status: Deceased

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Sponsored by: Melissa and Christopher Clark 

 

 

05/14/2007

Dear Diary,

I’m Mandy. I am that beautiful girl and used to be full-figured (at 69 lbs), and very shy. I am one of the gals brought up here from MO. I noticed that most of the other Goldens from there are already on the site, so I figured I’d better tell my foster dad to send an update on me. I’m trying really hard to trust him and just when I start to, I second guess myself, but by then he’s already petting me. Funny thing is, it feels good when he does that. I’m not sure why he puts his face on me and makes this weird sound. He calls it “a kiss”. He also does this thing where he takes his arms and squeezes me lightly. He calls those “hugs”. For some reason, he thinks I need lots of both. I was one scared girl coming up here and I don’t know about these humans but I’m starting to let my foster dad approach me without running. In fact, one night while he was sleeping, I licked his hand and his arm. Now that’s what I call a kiss! I guess I like him okay, but I’m still not sure about things. I’m really glad there’s another dog here to relate to. His name is Kody and I like to follow him around. I feel more secure when I’m by him, but he’s so spoiled by my foster dad that he doesn’t always seem interested in me much. I think he’s just playing hard to get. I noticed he gets to sleep on this big dog bed where my foster dad sleeps. It’s kind of funny to see a human sleeping on a dog bed, and even more funny that it’s so high off the floor. Kody has to jump up and down from it but it must be pretty comfortable once you get up there. I stick my nose up there now and then and sniff things out.

My foster dad gives me lots of treats. Sometimes I think he does it to convince me it is okay to come near him. Once I get a taste of a treat, I walk away and think about it some more. They taste so good though, that I end up going back and pretty soon I forget to be afraid and I take them right from his hand. I especially like the chicken jerky treats and hot dogs. Mmmm good!

I went out in this place where he keeps some cars. I think he called the place a garage. I kind of liked it out there. The floor was cool and if I wanted to play with my foster dad, I would just make him do about 50 laps around the car until I give up and let him catch up to me. I was still pretty scared but he wouldn’t give up. I found it’s also a great place to go potty.

I don’t like that darned leash he puts on me. I tried to get out of it a couple of times but it tightened up. They’re not supposed to work that way! I’m kind of stubborn though. I might let him put it on me, but that doesn’t mean I’m going anywhere. Instead, I make him pick me up and carry me outside and back in the house. Trust me, it doesn’t hurt him a bit and it makes me feel special. Mostly though, I’m just afraid yet of where I’m going. I don’t know what a walk is yet but for the first time I did wander around the yard, sniffing things.

A few times now, Champ and my co-foster dad, Steve, come to visit and they bring Meg with them, who is one of the ND dogs that Steve is fostering. There was 4 of us and I really came out of my shell that first weekend. My foster dads kept saying it was good for me to be with the other dogs. I forgot sometimes to be afraid and my tail even wagged quite a bit.

Many thanks to Melissa and Christopher for sponsoring me!  My foster dad says now I don't have to worry about how to pay for my vet bills :)

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Monday, December 4, 2017

I wanted to let you know that our precious Mandy passed away this year. I keep putting off emailing you to have the website updated on the rainbow bridge.

She passed away in June 2017. So, she would have been 12 this October!! She went with me everywhere, so it was like losing a limb without her around. She was a source of comfort in my practice as she would sit next to my clients during sessions and many were attached to her as well.  My spouse developed a very close bond with her too, especially at meal times since peanut butter was available every morning! She truly was a blessing and will never be forgotten. We are thankful that my partner and I were married in March and she was our little “bridesmaid” as we were married at home! Our little family misses her dearly! We would very much like to rescue another golden in the coming months.

Not sure if you want any pictures but here is one of my favorites if you want to put on the Rainbow Bridge.

Here is Miss. Mandy—practically perfect in every way!!!!!

Thank you for allowing me to adopt her—my first dog ever, one of the best decisions I have ever made!

Denise D.

Friday, June 22, 2007

What a different dog this girl is now. She’s still a little timid, but only when she wants to be. She sleeps on my bed at night now so I guess the crate isn’t plush enough and she has to lay right next to me. Actually, I have to move her butt over or I can’t get under the covers!

I’m starting to see her personality more and more. She definitely likes to be dominant and I believe she will do best with another dog, as long as that dog doesn’t compete for dominance. She’s not aggressive at all, has never growled at Kody or any other dog however. She is very independent.

Mandy likes riding in the car and will enter and exit all by herself. She also has gone up to the car door and looked up at me as if to say she wants to go for a ride. I think she simply doesn’t want to be left behind.

She lets me hug her, give her kisses, hold her, and pet her with no problem, but there is still some concern in her eyes sometimes. She will lean away from time to time until she feels comfortable. Like I said, it’s only when she wants to be that way. At night when it’s time for bed, she snuggles right up next to me. I’m noticing her breathing is much deeper and much calmer when she’s next to me now, versus short labored breaths she exhibited when she first started laying next to me.

She sticks pretty close to Kody and wherever he goes, she tends to follow. They have been good for each other. Kody is not alone when I’m at work, and Mandy has learned a few things from him, mostly to start trusting humans and that it’s okay to lay on the sofa when Dad is at work but you have to make a beeline for the bedroom if you hear the garage door go up and pretend as if you’ve been on the bed all day.

Outside, she is shyer and will get close enough that I can pat her on the head but I cannot get much closer, unless Kody is lying on the grass next to me. Then she will lie down too and let me pet her.

She’s been going to all of Aaron’s baseball games so she’s had a lot of exposure to people, especially the kids. I tell them to approach her slowly and she’s been great with all of the kids giving her attention. She is very well behaved. She lies on the grass and either chews on a treat or takes a nap.

She’s doing very well with the martingale and there are a few times when I’m glad she hasn’t been on a regular leash/collar. She was frightened of Aaron’s baseball bat as he was carrying it to the game (not swinging it, just carrying it at his side) and had she been on a regular leash/collar, she would have probably backed out of it. I kept trying to figure out what she was so afraid of and then I watched her as he would move the bat a little. I don’t know if she’s been hit by a broom or something but anything with a handle she’s very afraid of.

Potty training was going well for about 3 weeks without incident but the last 3-4 days she’s decided to poop on the rug while I’m at work so we’re going back to square one there. I thought she could hold it for 4 hours at a time (which I know she can) but we’ll work on that more. I do believe however, that she is missing me when I’m gone.

I guess that tells you she has free reign of the house. She spends very little time in her crate these days, except when I call her name or ask her to come to me. She will go in, come out, go back in, and back out, so I know she wants to trust me.

I’ve been greeted most mornings with a kiss on the side of the face and a wagging tail, but I’m still waiting for that time when I walk in the door and she’s there to greet me with a wagging tail like Kody does. Most times she waits for me to come and find her on my bed. I find when she is on my bed, there’s not as much fear and I can do most anything with her. I did find it comical one day when I came home at lunch to let them out. I purposely went to the front door and rang the doorbell. Kody was right there and saw me, but Mandy was standing at the top of the stairs and barking at me. When I walked in and started talking to her, she kept barking as if she was telling me she didn’t find the humor in what I did. In fact, as I let her out the patio door to go potty, she let out one last little bark as she walked past me.

The ability to touch her front paws has improved. There are still times she will tuck them in and other times when I can touch them with no problem. There are also times inbetween when she will flinch a bit when I first touch them.

She loves to play with Kody in the back yard and she can really go. She tries to get him to play and chews on him sometimes just to aggravate him. She rolls in the grass, does playful moves like bounding and pouncing. She throws toys in the air or pushes the ball with her nose but mostly, she likes to chase Kody. He gets these streaks where he runs as fast as he can and I pretend I’m a monster and that I’m going to catch him. Mandy joins in on the run until they both need a drink of water. We call it the 90mph run. It’s so great to see that puppy in her yet.

Compared to the other dogs I’ve helped foster, she is not as dependent upon or trusting of people as she is another dog, even after the same amount of time in foster care. It could be just Mandy’s disposition, but I’m a firm believer that in every living creature, there is a part of them that feels love to the depth of their soul and sometimes it’s just more difficult to reach or they’re afraid to allow themselves to feel it. I think this is the case with Mandy. There is a beautiful girl somewhere in there that wants to please her human companions. I sometimes catch a glimpse of it when I look in her eyes. I’m still trying to reach that part of her and set her free from all her fears.

 

 

 

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Dear Diary,

Hi, it’s Mandy again. I know I haven’t written in a while but things are so incredibly different in my world that I’m just trying to take it all in. You wouldn’t believe how fun life can be!

In the last two weeks, I’ve really been able to let my hair down (okay it’s not that long) but I’m starting to feel more comfortable around these humans. My foster dad has given me a couple of baths and boy do I feel better after that. In fact, I like to be a little playful. Speaking of playing, Kody and I are really having fun running around the yard. When dad says, “Let’s go check the mail,” Kody and I run to the front yard. We both kind of forget about the mail though because there seems to be a scent we both pick up around the utility boxes. It smells like lots of other dogs visit that spot, too.

I’ve had a couple of accidents in the house, but I’m learning to go potty outside more and more. I kind of have a favorite spot and I usually sniff out the whole back yard before I find the perfect place. Sometimes I get distracted by Kody though and forget what I was doing.

I’ve been on a couple of rides in the car to Grandma’s. Boy, is that a cool place to go! She has two dogs. One dog’s name is Oreo (funny, it sounds like a cookie). He’s a Peekapoo and still a puppy. I like to play with him because I’m bigger and it’s fun to watch him run with his short little legs. Grandma gives me lots of treats and talks to me. The first time I was there, I was scared and tried to hide, but the second time, I was comfortable and went in and out with the other dogs and laid down by dad and Grandma while they were on the computer.

I have heard Dad say I have to go to the vet soon. I’m not sure what that means yet, but I keep hearing the word “spay”. I don’t know if that’s scary or not but it must be something I need.

I’ve lost a few pounds since I got here, but I’m eating well and drinking lots of water. I was a little on the chunky side and being a young girl, I need to watch my figure so I don’t have bad hips when I get old.

Kody and I need to play outside some more so will let Dad write some now.

This is Terry, Mandy’s dad. She’s really come around in the last 2 weeks, but she’s going to need more time to be available for adoption. She is still very timid unless Kody is around. She did lay on the floor next to me one night and ended up with her front paws and chin resting in my lap. She knows her name, and listens pretty well, but she doesn’t come yet when called. She will sometimes stick close to her crate. If I stand in the doorway, she will not come with me. If I leave her sight or get far enough away, then she will follow. Sometimes she will approach me and sometimes she allows me to approach her. Other times she will walk away from me.

She has beautiful eyes, a very kind face, and though it’s early to tell yet, I’d say she’s going to be an incredibly sweet dog with the right person(s). You cannot move quickly, need to stay down at her level, and talk to her a lot. I’m not sure how she was treated, but she doesn’t like her front paws touched and will tuck them under her if she’s laying down. I am still working on that issue and have had a few times where she will let me just hold her paw. She has let me pick her up, I can bathe her, rub her tummy, scratch her hind quarters, but something about her front paws is off limits. I notice that she watches my hands constantly so I don’t know if she’s been hit. She also seems more shy of men than women but in the presence of strangers, she will stick pretty close to me.

I don’t know that she’ll need a fenced yard. She has not bolted or wandered from my yard. I started by taking her out on a martingale collar, then added another leash and then attached a 15’ cable to my belt. Once she learned her boundaries, I slowly took off one section at a time and let her run around the yard dragging her leash. Now she goes out and never leaves the yard. I have gone the entire perimeter of my property and she will stay right with me.

When feeding Mandy, she is absolutely 100% gentle at taking food from my hand. She has never grabbed or even let her teeth close to my fingers or hand. In fact, most times she will gently bite on the object and then walk away with it to chew it.

It’s been truly amazing to watch her change from week to week. She went from cowering for days in her crate to roaming the entire house. Of the mill dogs I’ve had exposure to, she’s definitely the most shy and frightened one I’ve ever seen. Do I think she’s ready for a forever home yet? No, but I would say in a couple more weeks, you won’t know she’s the same dog. I’m still trying to figure her out and she’s still trying to figure me out. Soon, we’ll click and then she’ll be a totally different dog.

Thanks again to Mandy's sponsors, Melissa and Christopher!

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