Profile: I currently have 2 American Eskimos. Echo is 14 and Bella will be in July. Echo has been struggling with Cushings disease this past year but he is on meds and is doing great. Bella is having weight challenges due to her thyroid but is also on meds and is just as crabby as ever:) Echo being 3 months older than my female Bella, that said, we know who rules the roost. Miss Bella thinks that every bed in the house is hers but when Echo isn't looking, he'll be taking one of hers. Echo was my first dog of my very own and then came Bella. 6 years later I adopted Maisy Mae and then "Along came Polly" who was scheduled to be put to sleep when I said "she's coming to my house" even though she was 3 states away. I have been doing Boxer rescue for about 10 years and general dog breed rescue for just as long. I started a local Boxer meetup group which entails about 30 boxers getting together once a month for lots of play and "kidney beaning". Both of my Boxers have passed away in the past 5 years and I miss my "big girls" very much. I can't wait to have another plus size model when the time is right.
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Echo was my first dog of my very own. He knows commands such as shake (with each paw based on the hand you offer), down, stay, sit,high five, Hug- He puts his paws on your shoulders, his first squeaky toy was a snowman so he thinks every toy is called a "snowman". He loves to lay in the snow and let the wind blow through his hair. He's a freak about baby carrots and refuses to eat regular carrots. We call him our metrosexual because he refuses to get his paws dirty unlike his sister. He stands to the side while she digs in the dirt with a look of such disgust. When he comes in from outside, his first item on the agenda is to come and find me so we have fun with hide and seek. He absolutely loves to ride in the car and believes that every drive through will deliver treats if he stares at them long enough and he usually succeeds. We love him dearly and hope to have many more years with him.View Profile
Bella was brought into our home 3 months after Echo. She is one hysterical little lady. We call her snowplow becuase she loves to stick her whole head in the snow, look up with a snow covered face and wonders why we are laughing. Bella has a dark side...she's um...racist! Yep, she goes beserk when seeing people of color on the street OR on tv. She actually watches tv and because she attacks the tv at the sight of any 4 legged animal, my animal planet watching must be done with her out of the room. She sleeps in my daughters room. We just say "time for bed" and she wanders upstairs and gets in her bed all on her own before my daughter even arrives! Bella has unfortunatetly been fighting a thyroid condition and allergies since she was 2 so she is our "plus size model" and we love her dearly. Accupuncture has been a god send in keeping her active. She can be a little mean to her brother. She always waits to eat her treats until he is finished with his knowing he will come and see the status of hers and then she can crab at him. Poor guy. She also chases him around the house and grabs his legs. While Echo suffers major anxiety if he can't see or know where Bella is. Bella is quite content to spend time alone at home without her dreaded brother. While she has her little imperfections, they make her who she is and we love her dearly.View Profile
Maisy Mae was adopted around age 7 from a shelter. I saw her face on petfinder and knew I had to go and get her. I had been doing boxer rescue for a long time but decided it was time to adopt the seniors. Her soulful eyes burned right through the screen to my heart. She blended with our white furballs quite easily and soon because my best friend. She was a crazy girl, always taking all the toys outside to play with, and Echo would slowly bring them all in only for her to return them to the yard. She loved to cuddle with me all wrapped up in a warm blanket. Anyone who thinks adopting a senior dog is not worthwhile has lost out on a truly wonderful experience. Her last year of her life she became stone deaf, and then she became very vocal. We laughed at how long she would chew a squeaky toy because of course she couldn't hear it! She was a petite little girl weighing only 45 lbs. At age 9 she developed Cushings disease and during the treatment she caught pneumonia and no longer could fight it. We helped her to the bridge and it was the worst day of my life. I know she is happily running now and waiting for me at the Bridge. Godspeed my beloved lady...View Profile