Pertinent Information - Adopted 11/12/05 - Rainbow Bridge 6/23/07
Post Adoption Pictures
6/25/07 - It is with a heavy heart that we had to put Luke down this weekend. He had what is suspected to be a growth on his liver which was seeping into his body cavity. As long as he felt well and was eating and getting around we kept him going. He lost his balance mid-week and took a fall and after talking with Dr. T it was felt it was time. As upset as we all are, Toby is lost without Luke. He will not leave my side and does not want to stay out in the yard at all. Toby & Luke were always together.
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year
from Luke and Toby. Luke is one happy easygoing guy. There did not
seem to be any settling in time necessary for him as he and Toby
accepted each other right away and that has not changed. I think a great
part of this is due to the care and kindness he received from his foster
family. He is very trusting.
11/20/05 - From Luke's Former foster Mom.
11/12/05 - Luke has been adopted. There is so much I could say about all the great things that happened during the adoption meeting. Suffice to say, Luke and his new younger brother, Toby, hit it off right away, and that is just THE best part! And the human members of the family are very happy, too. It does make it a little easier for an over-protective foster mom to let go when it all seems perfect. My wish is that it will always be so for you and your forever family, sweet Luke.
11/9/05 - The past couple
of days, as the vet said it would, Luke’s eye has started to look just
as it did before he got that ulcer – deep, dark, liquid . . . and open
all the time. He has also started taking the med for his low graded,
minor heart murmur (it’s not a necessity at this time, but a very low
dose was recommended for maintenance). We had a MEGA- thunder and
lightening storm a couple of nights ago around 11:00, and Luke appeared
to sleep right through it, even tho the house seemed to vibrate now and
then. If it was loud for us, it had to be very loud to Luke. I always
leave a radio playing very low in his room at night, but it sure wasn’t
enough to mask the boomers we had! Guess that sort of thing doesn’t
bother him at all. (I hate leaving him alone, alone, thus the radio;
when he finally gets to sleep in his forever family’s bedrooms, as I
hope will happen for him, he will probably think he is in heaven!)
11/1/05 - Luke seems to be thriving, here. He is much stronger and has more energy this past week than I’ve seen from him, yet (of course, he had a cone on for about 4 weeks, which is not much fun). If he’s on leash and wants to get over to someone who’s talking to him (like a neighbor), he can pull a bit in his rush to get over to them. He’s still not into playing with toys or a lot of boxing with the girls, although he does try with a little bowing and hopping when they are outside, but he seems very happy to be able to be around people and wandering among the girls while they’re doing their things, and to canter/run along with them somewhat when the girls play chase around the cars or in the back yard. Harley is extremely vocal when she’s playing, and when she’s doing it with either (or both) SoBe and the Boston, it doesn’t affect him at all. He just walks around them, doing his own thing.
Everyone gets SO excited when we get home from work, and he’s right in mix, body wiggling and tail wagging, all of them stepping all over each other to be patted and greeted. He still doesn’t bark when the girls go nuts because something is going on out front, although he does stay with them looking out the windows. I don’t think he understands what it’s all about when the girls do this or why they do it, but he seems to want to be in on it with them. Luke doesn’t actually bark at anything. When he feels the need to do so (e.g., let me know he’s awake in the morning), he will give one soft, whoof sort of bark or a couple of small whimpers. I don’t recall ever hearing two barks in quick succession for any reason. He loves belly rubs and tries to roll on his back when we are patting or rubbing him when he’s lying on the floor, but usually just gets his upper half to cooperate.
Luke is very good about going in the crate when we are going to work and at bedtime (most times, he’ll go in to bed by himself and I latch the gate later when I go to bed), but he will try to hang back at other times that are not part of the “regimen,” then a gentle push on his butt will get him in (e.g., if I’m home alone with them all on weekends and need to go out, I crate him, and he seems to know I’m not going to work or to bed :o). He’s not crated if we’re home, and when he is crated, he is very good about it. He’s never had any problem with being in it, except he will let me know if he’s awake before me in the morning (which has only happened a few times). If I’m preparing to go out and someone is going to be home, he doesn’t get crated, and it’s gotten to where I don’t even have to pick up the keys for him to start dancing. He sees me put on my coat or pick up my purse and he’s not in the crate? He must be going for a ride! Of course, this is not always the case, but if I’m going out he fully expects to go with me. I’m told he doesn’t get upset after I leave, but all his antics sure make me wish I could always take him. He’s getting much better in the car; still stands to look out the window, but not nearly as much pacing from one window to the other as he was doing up until a week or so ago and he still does not bark at anything/anyone he sees.
Luke still appears to be interested in cats, and will chase them if they run (he’s had two chances at this), but otherwise doesn't seem to be aggressive toward them. They are a rare site to see physically down here on the first floor where Luke “lives”; mostly, they stare down at him from the top step, and he stares up at them from the hall (there is a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs :o) When they move out of sight, he just walks away, too.
Luke is still loving that pet bed, and KaLoHe is more than willing to share it with him (nah, he’s not sleeping upright; his eye is still sensitive to bright light like the camera flash). Sometimes he only gets to lay on the removable inside cushion when it’s on the floor because KaLoHe and Harley are wrestling in the bed with a toy, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He does a pretty good job of curling up small enough to fit on it, too! He gets along very well with all three girls, but I don’t think he needs to have another fur kid in the family to be happy as he’s very much into his people . . . and our neighbors, and all visitors, and so far anyone on two legs, no matter where he meets them.
10/28/05 - This morning, the
eye doctor declared Luke’s eye all healed – no more collar or
ointments! yayyyy After 4 weeks of my poor little boy having to wear
that collar (and having to put gunk in his eye), I am very happy to see
it go. It didn’t seem to bother him much, even tho it does look like it
was run over by an 18‑wheeler more than once, between getting hung up on
just about everything he walks past (chairs, doorways, his crate) and
bumping into things every couple of minutes (reminded me of a toy that
changes directions when it hits something). His eye may be a little
cloudy looking for another week or so, but he can see just fine.
10/19/05 - My parents were over for Dad’s b-day dinner yesterday. Luke was just super! The girls went ballistic, barking , jumping - as usual, and Luke was a doll. No barking, although he did try to hop up a bit (I don’t think he can actually jump up on you), tons of tail waggles lots of (attempted) bean dancing; he can’t quite do the tight kidney bean (or a tortellini like SoBe), but he sure tries! When my Dad finally got to sit down on the couch, Luke put his paws on either side of Dad on the couch and kissed the heck out of him. Even more than the kisses my son gets. I had to be out and about the house doing cooking and all since early morning, so Luke got to be out and about, too, and was good as gold, with all the hubbub, and even tho following me around a lot, not really getting under my feet. During dinner, the girls were again looking at us like starving waifs, and Luke was just lying on his comforter about 12 feet away, hardly even looking at us. After dinner, when they all three got a little treat of a piece of dinner roll dipped in gravy (away from the table), he was as happy as they were to get it. Luke will eat people food as energetically as any of them, but seems to know not to beg at the table for it. (They get very little people food, except Luke is getting pasta with cheese and thin gravy in his dry food twice a day while we’re trying to put/keep weight on him, and I don’t think he knows that’s people food.) Luke seems very content to be around people and where the “action” is, even if it’s no action (watching TV), looking and sniffing around now and then, but not getting into anything. If his comforter isn’t nearby or one of the others is using it, he will just lie down on the hardwood floor to be near us. I know me much prefers the comforter, because if we put it near where he’s lying down, he’ll get up and lie down on that, but if one is not available, that’s okay, too (although if I see him on the hard floor, I will move his comforter over to him). He got to pounce on one of the kitties that decided to sit near the bottom of the stairs one day last week, but the kitty ran back up the stairs and Luke just watched him go without trying to chase. Maybe it was the stairs and he might chase on flat surface? He is crated during the day when we’re at work, partly because of the kitties but mostly to make sure he doesn’t do anything to hurt himself. We also still crate the baby Boston, but she’s a “Terror” with tons more energy than the girls and there’s just no way we’ll put the girls through that all day. lol
We went to the eye doctor last Friday. It’s a huge, modern place, with a very large tile/glass lobby and lots of hallways. Luke LOVES to check out new places, and those are the only times I have to try and hold him back using any strength. He doesn’t want to get into anything, just sniff everything, but I’m pretty sure that would not have been very appreciated by the staff, as sweet as Luke is. When we first arrived, he was the only fur kid, but when we were leaving, the place was pretty busy and Luke just wanted to meet ALL of them. No aggressions, no barking or growls, just tail wags and lots more sniffing. I wasn’t letting him go over to all of them, but he was able to get pretty close to a couple of them. Luke had an eye ulcer, which is very common in older Boxers (the doctor even called it Boxer ulcer) and this morning he had what’s called a grid keratotomy done. He should be all healed in 10‑14 days and the way this doctor does them (the whole eye), it is expected he will not have any more ulcers develop in that eye. He will need to continue having ointment applied and wearing a collar so he can’t get at it, at least until the follow-up in 10 days (we first went to the vet who referred us to the eye doc, and she started us using the ointment and having Luke wear the collar at least until he saw the eye doc). He is pretty good about letting us put the ointment in most times, and he’s just super about the collar – both letting me put it on and wearing it. It doesn’t seem to bother him at all. He gets hung up on a lot of things (not a lot of “open” space in my house and even less in “his” room), but he just gives a yank or twist and keeps on going. My son says the collar looks like it needs to go to the (plastic) body shop with all the dents and dings it has already. He looks so funny when he’s trying to sniff the ground or floor. The outside rim of the collar rests on the floor while Luke walks around sniffing and it “glides” along. I take it off and sit with him while he eats so I can put it back on as soon as he’s done (his dishes are raised, but not on a rack), but he’s able to drink water well enough with it on.
Luke still seems to dream frequently, although he’s not as “active” during them as the first few weeks he was here. Yesterday, I noticed him wagging his tail while asleep on his comforter next to my computer chair. I’m hoping that means he’s having nicer dreams.
10/12/05 - My sweet boy Luke
is getting along quite well, here. He seems pretty set for sleeping at
least 7 hours during the night. Now and then maybe a bit more or less,
depending on his last trip out and his last drink of water. The past
couple of nights, I’ve taken his water up at 8 p.m. and making his last
trip out around 9:30 instead of my having to wake him up at
10:30‑11 p.m. for one last “go,” and he’s still good until 5:30‑6:00
a.m. He didn’t seem to mind my waking him up late and he would go right
back to sleep, but it made me feel badly. Of course, his forever family
might like a totally different schedule, but for now, Luke does seem to
like to go to bed by 9:30 (goes into his crate by himself) and if I left
him alone after that, he’d wake up earlier in the morning, since he
would drink water up to that time.
10/4/05 - Luke went for his heart echo last Saturday. Wonderful news! The report indicates that there is nothing significant at this point to be concerned about. Foster mom is very happy for her sweet baby!! He does have a grade 3 heart murmur, as suspected, but his heart function is within normal limits. It was also mentioned that medication is not indicative at this time; a medication that was recommended to be optional was suggested. Heart murmurs are not uncommon in this breed, and if addressed, often do not mean any change in the dogs quality of life. Any vet will confirm that. Since the medicine is something Luke will probably need to take at some point in his life, the vet thinks it’s a good idea to start him on it now. I understand it is quite inexpensive, maybe $6/month; Luke’s heart is in good shape and he is expected to have a long life, and the meds can only help. He should also get a "checkup" echo every year or so. Families interested in adopting Luke will be given a copy of the echo report to show to their vet and he/she can advise them about Luke’s condition prior to adoption.
Luke looks really good, too, with a nice-looking, soft coat and being a bit more filled in; he even seems to be “standing” taller and more alertly! So pretty to look at when he’s in his stance and listening intently to something. Nothing at all like the sick, skinny, sad-looking boy I picked up 5‑1/2 weeks ago.
The more he gets to spend time with the “girls,” the more playful he has become. He’ll actually do some bowing and “stancing” with the girls in the back yard, now. He does bit of running – sometimes fairly successfully, and sometimes it comes out more like a rocking trot over short distances; kinda cute, actually. Where they run, he “runs”; where they go he goes. You can see our baby Boston learning from/copying the girls (so funny to see her playing like a Boxer does!), and it’s almost like Luke is learning things from them, too. He’s still not big on toys, maybe in time, maybe not, but he seems content just to walk around and check things out – inside or outside - and see what his people and the other fur-kids are doing, and sometimes joining in. Harley’s mom’s 17-yo nephew comes over to visit now and then, and when he came by last week, Luke took an instant liking to him (Luke loves his foster mommy, but he really loves his mommy’s adult son and it seems, males, in general – guess he likes being “one of the boys”!). The nephew was sitting down by the time Luke was un-gated to go meet him, and Luke went right over to him, put a paw or two in the nephew’s lap, gave him a kiss . . . didn’t seem to want to leave the boy’s side. Luke DOES like everyone (so far, anyway), but some he gets really excited about, and they’re usually male (including the neighbor hubby).
Luke is just such a great boy - very sweet and mild-mannered – with that soulful face! He is doing very well here as a much-loved baby, and that is something he deserves always to be.
9/27/05 - Luke continues to do well and be happy here. He’s been doing some really good bean dances when he hasn’t seen us for a few hours. He gets pretty excited when he sees me pick up his leash, too. A lot of times, I think he thinks he’s going for a ride, because he goes right over to the car (unless it’s first thing in the morning); I actually hate disappointing him by just walking him down the block. Although he spends a lot of time lying beside me when I’m sitting down, he doesn’t always glue himself to me when he’s allowed to wander the first floor because there are others things to check out, but when I get out of my chair, he’s instantly on his feet to follow me or comes over to me if he’s “roaming.” He’s been doing a bit of running and playing with the girls outside. He is anxious to go play and gets very “up” to join in when they start their running. (He can actually pull a little if he’s on the leash and he wants to run with them when we’re out front, but I don’t let him off leash there to run, just in the yard.) He still can’t keep up entirely - they are fast - and he actually got bowled over one morning when he decided to stop short right in Harley’s path. He just got up and walked over to me to be out of the line of fire, just a bit shaken up. He’s even trying to roll on his back in the (so-called) grass.
This week, he met my bro-in-law’s chocolate male lab, Shamus, who’s about the same age as Luke (he gets out of his house every now and then and just shows up at our door – we’re only about four house-lengths apart and we’re on a dead-end road) – this is the first male he’s met up close since arriving here. Lots of sniffing and tail wagging by both boys, and a slight grrrr from Shamus when Luke put his paw on Shamus’ shoulder, but that’s about it (he does this to Harley, too, and she just moves away from him). We didn’t allow all-out playing yet, since it was only the first meeting and after about 15-20 minutes, Shamus was taken home; maybe next time.
We had a little supervised “get together with three of the cats last night. To start, none of them was any too happy to be carried downstairs! The first two (my Ragdolls), he met together. One let himself be snuffled, but ran back upstairs; however, Luke didn't go up after him (he's on a leash for this, so he wouldn't have been able to, but he stopped at the foot of the stairs by himself). One got snuffled then licked on the head a bunch; she put up with it, then left. Our really feisty one (also the one most stressed by my fosters) hissed a bit at first, but he didn't run (surprising). They were fine for several minutes until he actually whacked Luke in the nose (the cat was on the table by this time, nose height - he hisses at all the dogs when they sniff him, but they know him – the Boston tries to take him on all the time!). Luke did make a small snap back at the cat, but no harm done (my son was holding him by the collar at the time). The “paranoid” one we didn't bring down at all. Luke's tail was waggling almost the whole time, and he seemed a bit excited about a "new" experience, but not overly much. So it seems, if a cat likes Luke, they'll probably be okay after some supervised time together; if it doesn't, I don't know what the outcome could be. Maybe not "lunch," as he’s not aggressive at all, but he is bigger . . .
His coat is quite soft, for the most part, just a narrow strip along his spine seems to be less soft. He’s been bathed – he’s very good in the tub, he just needs a bit of help to climb over the side to get in and out – and it looks really nice, maybe even a bit darker than pre-bath. He doesn’t stand perfectly still so I can wash the inside of his ears afterwards, but he is pretty good about it.
Very good news, the small growth he had removed came back as a benign cyst-type thing, and his fecal was negative. He got to meet (and kiss!) a female Boxer at the vet’s when we went to get the stitches out, and her young “dad” couldn’t get over how “human” Luke’s face looks – I think it’s his eyes that do that. He was extremely good there, as always. We are taking Luke for a heart echo Saturday to get a better read on the murmur. I hope to have those results back by his next update. He doesn’t have any signs of the nasty cold/UTI(?) he had when he arrived, and there just a few more days of the meds for that left to take.
Luke such a sweetheart who seems content with the quiet, laid-back side of life (which is most of the time), but doesn’t mind a bit of playing with friends when he gets the chance.
9/19/05 - I am SO pleased to
be able to say that Luke is doing great! We could actually watch the
changes in how he felt, day by day this past week. He’s even put on 3.5
lbs in that time, and is up to 63.1 lbs! The way he looks now, he may
only “need” to add 5-6 lbs more to be ideal (don’t want our seniors
getting too heavy). And we still have had a dry crate since that first
24 hours! We did have one more “early” call to go out – this is only the
third one, a single loud bark - about 5:15 a.m. a few mornings ago, but
I prefer that to the alternative; if he’s at the speak-to-go-out point,
I don’t know that he could hold it for another hour or so, nor should he
be expected to after 7 hours, although he has “held it” a lot longer but
for those three mornings (he dreams a lot, and I think maybe that’s what
may wake him early now and then, and once awake for a few minutes, he of
course would need to go out). His tail wags almost all the time. It
looks to be going more in circles than back and forth. I think it’s a
combination of back and forth, and up and down. The girls “only” seem to
be able to do back and forth waggles. He’s even lying on the floor on
his back! I did not expect to see that from him, at least not so soon.
He is still super with all the girls, and the baby Boston still actually
flies onto his face when she sees him. All of them will be in the
kitchen swarming around me while I get their meals ready. The Boston
eats in her crate because she’ll go after the girls’ dishes, and Luke
eats in his room so the girls won’t go after his, which they do in a hot
second! (they’re on reduced portions, and he’s getting such goodies in
his to fatten him up, they can’t resist). Luke just stands and waits
patiently and doesn’t go after anyone’s food. I can even put the girls’
dishes in their raised racks while he’s still in the kitchen (something
I did not do until very recently when he seemed to know the “drill”). He
does know what his bowl looks like and he just calmly walks with me to
his room when he sees it leave the kitchen. We did hold one of the
kitties to let him greet her up close and personal over the baby gate,
and all he did was “snuffle” her all over to check her out; she behaved
pretty well, too, and didn’t try to run at the first contact. However,
the kitties hardly come downstairs at all, now; they’ve gotten too used
to living “high” (on the second floor), I guess.
9/13/05 - Dunno as it’s time for one, but just had the urge to a bit more about Luke. He was great at the vet’s on Saturday to have a small growth removed. (No results on that until next Saturday or Monday.) There were three kitties in the waiting area (maybe it was kitty day?), one was in its owner’s lap, and two were in carriers. He just kind of looked at the one in the lap about 3 feet away, wagged his tail, looked at me then the kitty, and behaved (we did not get to see it walk around on it’s own). When that one went inside, he was sniffing one in a carrier and wagging, making tiny whimpers, and did a bit of “marching”(?) in place next to the carrier (which was on the chair next to mine). No aggression whatsoever toward any of them, so, I still can’t figure what he’d do with one nose-to-nose, but it doesn’t appear he’d purposely harm it.
Since he’s been on one bufferin/day, it really seems to be helping his knees. Before the bufferin, I had to help him up into the van, now he gets in himself rather quickly and almost looks agile doing it. He’s never had a problem getting out of the van (I won’t let him jump down, tho – I make him take it slow) or going up and down stairs, for that matter (I put him in the back yard using the front gate so he wouldn’t have to go down the 18 steps from the deck, and next thing I know, he went up the stairs to the deck, and then back down because the deck door was locked!). He is eating a lot, and I’m hoping it starts to show more in the next few days. He sure isn’t going to like it when I have to stop giving him all that good stuff that I now mix in his food after he puts on 10-15 pounds! He’s still on meds for that nasty cold(?). I can pry his mouth open and put them in the back of his mouth, by why put the (at first very sick) baby through that for five pills in the morning and two at night if I don’t have to? To start out, giving him the meds in undrained tuna worked well – if it smelled like tuna, he ate it. Well, after a week (when he was feeling much better), he figured out the “crunchy” stuff wasn’t tuna and left them behind, so I started using rolled up slices of cheese. That worked for about 2 days – cheese got eaten, but one ptooey and the pills were on the floor! Luke hasn’t quite outsmarted me yet, tho! I now use 1‑inch pieces of hot dog and push the pills into the middle! Gone in seconds flat and looking for more!! Hey, wait!! Maybe he HAS outsmarted me? Luke . . loves . . hot dogs!! Maybe he knew it was just a matter of time before I thought of using them if he stopped accepting the other “cover-ups”?!? He ‘s also going to miss those hot dog mini-bites when the meds stop in a couple of weeks! He will still be getting a bufferin in the morning, so maybe he’ll still get one out of me! (Like that’s gonna be difficult to do! He just needs to look at me with those big, mesmerizing eyes, and he can have anything he wants!!)
Luke really seems to understand a lot. The first week or so, he did not want to be behind a baby gate, and would pull it down (he sure can’t jump over it!) the second you walked away. I didn’t notice when it stopped, but he’s no longer doing that, and I can actually leave him behind it for several minutes to go outside (Saturday, I had to be at the door for about 20 minutes) or go upstairs and get dressed for work, or down to the basement to do laundry, and come back to find him patiently standing next to the gate waiting for me. I think he has learned the gate is not a bad thing. He knows he’ll get to roam the house at times to play with all the girls (he really is gentle with all of them), and he gets to go out a lot – he loves going outside. I haven’t seen it yet, but my son said Luke tried to run with the girls – all three (the Boston is a speed demon, too), and he made a good attempt, but stayed “several lengths behind.” Just the thought makes me a little sad for Luke, but he seemed to be okay with it all.
Luke is just SO good! And he loves his loving! His new person/family would really need to let him know they love him, because I do think he understands what that is, and he hadn’t been getting it for a while before ending up in the NYC shelter Gary found him in. He is extremely excited to see you when you come in from a long absence (4-5 hours) and I go right to his crate as soon as I get in the door (the girls greet us at the door) and let him know I am happy to see him, too; and even if it’s only a short time, he will give lots of tail wags and make happy faces when he sees you. Luke is really a sweet baby who just wants to be with you as much as possible, but behaves very well when it’s not possible.
9/6/05 - We’re starting our second week with Luke, and he is so changed from the tired, stressed-out coughing boy of that first couple of days! After three very understandable accidents in the crate the first 24 hours, there have been none in the crate or in the house since! He is eating well, and looks like he has put on a little weight, so now he’s at 59 lbs!! (Seeing as he’s about the size of our Harley, who’s at almost 70 lbs – but should probably be at 65, he could probably do with at least 10 more pounds, maybe a little more, being a male.) We went to the vet Saturday and got a good going over. His eyes are clear and look good and his hips are good. He has some arthritis in his knees and his gums are getting bumpy(?), but not grown over his teeth (he has an under bite – our first Boxer, owned or fostered, to have one – I think it’s cute). He had a cold that wasn’t responding as well as expected to the meds that the shelter sent with him, so the vet gave me two others and just as she (and Gary) said, it is basically gone today (Tuesday). No coughing, sneezing or drooling! Luke does have a low-grade heart murmur, which is not unusual in senior Boxers, but his lungs sound clear and “not wet,” which is good. He also has a small growth on his side that the vet is going to remove this Saturday and have biopsied as a precaution. Just because this boy is a little gray in the muzzle and has bad knees (maybe he played football in doggie school?), with what is good (including eyes, hips), I really don’t think he’s as “old” as first thought by the shelter when he was found on the street in such awful shape. He’s is a senior, but I don’t think he’s more than 8yo (I transported an 8yo with more gray and gums that were overgrown so that basically only the four canines showed). Granted, it’s just a guess, but I’ve had a LOT of dogs, big and small, lots of breeds and “no-breeds” that all went to old age during my almost 59 years (my Dane went gray and arthritic at 5), and now that Luke is looking and feeling so much better, I just get a feeling that he not so old as first thought.
My parents came over for mom’s b-day Sunday. It was only a few people, but I have a very small home and there was a lot of cooking and eating and talking and noise and dogs playing. When Luke first met them, they got lots of tail wags and Dad got kisses. We decided to let Luke wander free with the three girls for a while, and he so was fantastic, he stayed free all day! It got a bit chaotic for about ½ hour at dinnertime, trying to coordinate all the food being ready at the same time, and Luke was not phased a bit. He likes to stay with me, so while I’m in my small kitchen with two other people running in and out, he’s calmly laying on the floor next to me – people stepping over and around him. When in the parlor side of the room, he would lay on the floor next to my Dad, but there were several comments about how he would follow me with his eyes doing things around the table area, and if I went out of sight (into the kitchen), up he’d get – very unobtrusively – to follow me where I went. And those eyes! Very big, very dark (almost no white, except on the inner corners) and so “liquid”! I’ve attached a close-up picture, but it doesn’t do true justice to them. Quite a stunning face looking at him full on. (I’ve also attached a full-body picture. Of course, his eyes are closed in that one, but it gives an idea of his size; he’s put on a pound or two since it was taken.)
The girls are quite vocal when anyone comes near the front of the house or up to the door, and they basically go ballistic until the people come in (then they go ballistic on them, if allowed). Luke doesn’t bark, but when the girls run to the front window barking their fool heads off, he trots alongside, tail wagging like crazy, literally looking from one to the other on either side of him and you can really see that he’s trying to figure out what’s going on. When they finally walk away, he’ll stay and look out the window turning his head trying to see what all the excitement was about. It loses a lot on paper, but it is SO funny to watch! He seems to really love being in the middle of things. He loves going outside, and now if you go near one of the cars, getting in it or not, he thinks he’s going for a ride. He was good, but antsy on the ride to the vet, but he was fine on the way home, curled up on a seat. That was his first ride since I picked him up last week, and he may have wondered if he was being taken somewhere else to someone else, again (there were four legs to his trip from NYC – so four different cars and people, and an 8-hr transport), and when he saw I took him back in the car with me afterwards the vet visit, I really think he knew it was different this time.
Luke does not beg at the table, either. While we were around the table,
the girls were sitting next to us looking like they hadn’t had anything
to eat in days (no touching, just staring and drooling until sent away),
so Luke did come over to see what it was about while the girls were
still there, but after a couple of ear scratches and pats, he turned and
walked away without being told! (I can also eat while at the computer
and he will totally ignore the food.) After dinner, I took them to the
other side of the room and split one small, plain burger three ways, and
the girls were definitely “anxious” to get some, Luke just waited
patiently for his piece.
has arrived to join the small, but elite group of BAR’s senior
citizens. After 7 weeks of living with Jet the Super (Sonic) Puppy, Luke
is quite the other end of the spectrum – a slow-moving, calm, refined
gentleman. He was found on the streets of NY - another case of someone
just “throwing away” a Boxer who got too old for their family?