Tallulah: A busy weekend

I had a very busy weekend and I am so excited to share it with you!

On Saturday afternoon, I went to Woofstock at the Animal Welfare Society in Kennebunk. If you are wondering was Woofstock is, it the canine version of the 1969 Woodstock. I was definitely not around back then but from the tie dye t-shirts and bandanas, the music, the food and the people, I bet it was an awesome time. One key difference is that all of the money raised at Woofstock goes to helping animals at the shelter. Just like me. I am so grateful to each and everyone of you that donated your time and resources to make the day so successful. I so happy to witness some of my friends getting adopted and driving away to their forever homes.  I just know in my heart that my forever home is waiting for me, too.

I arrived to Woofstock a few minutes before it ended. When I get into larger crowds in makes me a bit anxious and dad knew the crowds would be thinning out by then. Still, I barked like crazy at every dog and person I saw. I was pulling on my leash wanting to go everywhere because I was so excited.  Honestly, I probably should have had my gentle leader harness on because I do not pull nearly as much.

Once I went inside, I went right to the room where my foster parents picked me up. This is also the same location where I graduated from obedience training. I stood outside that door waiting for them to let me in. I waited and waited and waited some more. My mom noticed that I really wanted to be in that room. She looked into the room for me and then whispered that there was a class going on so I couldn’t go in. That made me sad.

As soon as I turned around I saw so many of the people who took such good care of me at the shelter.  Everyone kept calling my name and asking me how I was feeling. I can’t believe they remember me!  I got so many pats and rubs that felt sooooo good. I loved it!

Before long, it was time to go and we headed back home. I was so tired that I snuggled up with Buddy and slept.

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Early Sunday morning mom told me I was going to have a special visitor. Sweet! I ate my breakfast and went outside for a walk. I was ready for the day. I perched in my usual spot waiting for dogs and people to go by. Out of the corner of my eye one of my neighbors was walking a Great Dane friend of mine. I was so excited I jumped onto the window and torn open the screen. Oh no! What did I do?!?! Mom saw what happened and sent me upstairs. I couldn’t help it. I don’t know how not to be so excited. I just wanted to say and hello and play. I didn’t mean to break the screen. I came back down on my own after a few minutes and all was forgiven. I am really going to try harder. I promise. Mom closed the windows more to keep both me and the screens safe. FYI, dad has no idea about the screen yet. Let’s see if he reads my blog before mom has the screen repaired at ACE Hardware in Scarborough 😁.

My special friend finally arrived at noon and she was so nice. We went for a walk around my neighborhood with Buddy. My mom shared my story as we walked. My special friend told me that I look like her previous dog that she misses so much. I even saw her sad tears when she was talking about her dog which made me feel sad. Thank you, special friend, for sharing your day and the story of your fur baby with me. I have no doubt that he loved you, too. More than you could ever know.

The yuckiest part about this weekend is that mom told me that I am heading back to the shelter tomorrow to have my cast changed. Ugh. I will be there a while because it is a procedure requiring sedation. At least it won’t hurt too badly. Lately, I have noticed that it is a bit easier to walk this week so I just know I am getting better!

Sweet dreams.

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Night, night! Tallulah xoxoxo

 

 

 

 

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