“Dudley, there are 2 heelers hanging out at the smokehouse.”
“Who is this?”
“It’s Jacob. They are afraid. I can’t get near them”
“We have nowhere to put them if we trap them. No kennels have been put up yet at the CCC. I”ll talk to you later.”
I spoke to Wes Shook about the dilemma. He fixed the fence around his fruit trees and told me we could use that area to foster.
So I called Paul, set up our live trap with magic food(tuna fish in oil on pieces of flour tortilla) and waited.
We trapped one of them within an hour, and took it to Wes's tree pen. It jumped the 8 foot fence within 10 minutes.
“OH HELL! We will never get it go in that trap again”
During the interim, Greg told us we could use the pen behind Dusty Paws. We reset the trap and caught the other one within 1 day. We then reset the trap with a double dose of magic food. I drove by two days later. And saw the fence jumper in the trap.
“HEY PAUL , IT IS IN THE TRAP!” But before Paul arrived, the dog was gone. It had knocked the trap on it’s side, opening the trap door.
“OH SHIT. What NOW?!”
I WHISTLED.THE DOG CAME OUT OF HIDING AND RAN RIGHT UP TO ME. (MORE MAGIC FOOD IT MUST HAVE BEEN THINKING).
We took it to Dusty Paw to join it’s sibling. All went well for three days, until the dogs began barking at the coyotes every morning at 3 am.
“THEY GOTTO GO” came the urgent text from Greg.
I CALL LOUISE WHO HAS SOME BOARDING KENNELS IN MC ELMO CANYON. An hours drive, 9 bags of dog food and $300.00 sets them up for 2 months in a new pen.
“Whew. Now what?”
Vaughn, Brant Murrsy, Sue and Molly Lincoln all call me about scared little black and white dog wandering the neighborhood.
A day later, Molly calls ”I got her." What do I do with her. She can’t stay here. (There are still no kennels set up at CCC)
“Take her to Wes Shooks. I'll meet you there.”
Before I even got home, I got a call from WES’.
“SHE got out 5minutes after you left. She is here in the house. She won’t leave.”
I took over more food, a dog bed and vaccinated her.
”It is fine for her to stay here. She is house broken. She just sleeps in her dog bed or in our bed between me and Carol. I take her out to do her business and she comes right back in the house. Molly comes to visit. She can stay here for now.”
The next day I get a call from Jackie who lives across the street from Helgerson’s.
“There is an old dog in my yard. Come get it” (still no kennels at CCC) Ed goes to look, recognizes J R’s dog, and takes it back to JR.
Dodged another bullit!
This month BARC delivered 967 pounds of dog food, traveling 400 miles.
We will be needing more dog food for the eclipse and help putting up kennels in the CCC when we are given permission to go in there.
“Dudley, this is Peter Walker up calf canyon road. There is a little brown dog living under our porch...”
rring, rring, rring.”Dudley, this is Kate HYDE, across the street from the new elementary school.A brown dog is crossing the street from the Smoke house to my front yard...”
Is it October already?
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