This is Kime on her way to my house in the rescue lady's car. I have been missing the great wolf dog a lot - the fourth anniversary of his passing is coming up and I had been putting tobacco down and talking to him a lot when a friend sent me Kime's photo. She is maybe 1 or 2 years old and was flown in four days ago from St. Marten where she was living as a stray. She had been rounded up along with 80 other dogs and placed into a shelter where she was living in an outdoor run with 30 other dogs. She needed a foster home or would have been placed in a kennel. I thought fostering would be a good way to honour Morty. He gave me so much. So I do this in the spirit of gratitude and service. Given what Kime has been through she's pretty calm inside. This is only the second house she has ever been in and being indoors is an adventure: lots of things freak her out stairs, mirrors, electric toothbrushes even dog toys. She did not accept a treat for hours and would not eat any food until very late last night. She takes one mouthful runs back to the bedroom and jumps on the bed to eat it, then back for another one and so on… She's clearly always had to grab food and run. She's a timid little girl so was probably pretty far down the pack hierarchy in the mass shelter she was in.
She woke up playful today which was so beautiful to see, rolled over on her back in my bed and did the wiggly thing with her paws stretched out. Also she is very tentatively playing with one of Morty's old toys although she prefers her reflection in the mirror who she has stopped growling at now and just wants to play with.
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