The Potty Gang Find Forever Homes (Almost)

About two weeks ago, we left Powder at Fuzzy Friends Rescue when the Gang was taken for their check-up. Three was not much more work than two but we wanted to work on individual crate time (as I wrote about in another post). Powder was quickly adopted by a family that had previously adopted from Fuzzy Friends.


Roscoe, Rolo, and Chewie gang up on Toffee.
On Monday, Vanessa returned Roscoe and Chewie to Fuzzy Friends. It was time for them to be neutered. We decided that they could do their recovery time at the rescue. Now, in all honesty, Vanessa and I asked each other whether we should adopt one of them. Roscoe was my favorite. I love his personality and he is just cuddly enough. Chewie was her favorite. He is incredibly soft. He loves cuddles. He will make someone a real good lap dog.

The decision to let them go rather than keep one or both of them was made easier when someone we know applied to adopt Roscoe. The adoption was approved and he goes to his forever home today.


Roscoe convinces Chewie that the tail end is the dangerous end.
Chewie is still awaiting someone to take him home. He is very cute wearing his “cone of shame.” (See Pixar’s UP for reference) While Roscoe has piercing eyes, Chewie’s eyes have a very soft and inquisitive expression. His fur was a little longer than his brothers’ fur and incredibly soft. If you are in the Waco area and you are considering adopting a dog, you better be quick. Of course, they have a brother Spencer who is hanging out beside them.


Chewie and I on a chilly day. Our fur matches.
We saw both Chewie and Roscoe, yesterday. They were wearing their cones. Both puppies were excited to see us and eager for cuddles. But even in their excitement, they were the perfect little gentleman we taught them to be.

I must say my perception of Chihuahuas has been transformed by this experience.

So, what were we doing at Fuzzy Friends. Well, I’ll tell you about our new guests Kodiak (like the bear) and Roscoe (that’s right another Roscoe), in my next post, tentatively entitled “From The Potty Gang to The Lab-atory Crew” — probably not. Although, given what we found this morning, maybe. . . 


The Potty Gang: The Second Week

While writing a daily update would be ideal, as you can imagine, life was full even before the Potty Gang entered the picture.

Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

They settle in for the night a few hours before we do. It takes us by surprise sometimes. Surely, we think, they are going to want to go out one more time to do their business. But we let sleeping dogs lie.


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The Potty Gang: Day Six

Who are the Potty Gang? They are brothers that we are fostering for a local rescue shelter Fuzzy Friends. The brothers are a Chihuahua mix. Their mother is a Chihuahua and Rat Terrier mix named Cheyanne. She is available for adoption. The Potty Gang will also be available for adoption when they are old enough.

When considering adopting an animal, look for a reputable rescue in your area. An good animal rescue will be concerned about matching the right dog with the right family. They may ask you to sign a contract with stipulations about how you care for the dog. That’s a good thing. In our area, we have had great experiences with the people at Fuzzy Friends.


Chewie, The Snuggler


Roscoe, the Explorer


Powder, the Instigator


Shattering Prejudices

My preconceived notions about Chihuahuas was that they are small yappy dogs with added bonus of being highly intelligent, small yappy dogs who think they are highly intelligent big dogs. So, you would be right, if you guessed that a Chihuahua would not be on the top of my list when selecting a family pet. Yet, fostering these rescued pups seemed like a good way to get to know something about this breed (even if they are a little mixed up).
My own experiences with maligned breeds and watching The Dog Whisperer (Amazon Instant) keeps me open to the possibility to that my assumptions about a breed may be based on popular presentations and human failure. So, I already had my suspicions that the Chihuahuas that I have encountered have been yappy and nippy because the owners allowed them to be yappy and nippy.