Clover

My name is Clover and I came to my new home on 8th of August (2009). My mom had recently lost her dear Percy, another rescue Dal, and needed someone new to love and play with. I enjoyed the ride down to Santa Fe but never had time to sleep between getting out at rest stops to meet other dogs and say hello to all the people and just looking at the scenery.

My house is great. I have two beds, one in the living room and one in the bedroom, a garden filled with trees and plants and neighbors (people and dogs) all around that I check all the time. I can't actually see them because of the walls but I know every move they make. The best part of the garden is the Russian sage plants. Bees love Russian sage and I love bees - stalking, catching and eating them! My mom raced off and bought some antihistamine when she saw me actually eating the bees, just in case, but they don't bother my tummy at all. I spend hours every day out there but lately, there seem to be fewer bees. Either I've eaten them all or it's because it's starting to get cold here and they've moved on to somewhere warmer.

I go to work most days with mom and I met my new best friend, Dreamer, there. He's a great big shepherd-type boy, a rescue from outside Gallup. And there's also Peanut the Chihuahua, Hugo the Pug, and Barkey the grumpy Shi Tzu. Not everyone comes to work every day, just me. Even the lady who brings the mail to work every day has decided she's not scared of dogs, since I'm always happy to see her when she rings the front door bell to come in.

The food here is great. Breakfast is early, after we've gone for a walk in the park across the street. I eat while mom reads the paper and drinks her tea. Then I go back to bed (on her bed) so I can keep my eye on her while she gets ready for work. Once I see the harness in her hands, I get so excited and start running all over the place. But when she says "SIT", I stay still long enough for her to get it on and then I know we're off to work. Dinner comes as soon as we get home at night and then we usually go to the dog park. I love it there. Some of the people there have named me "White Lightning" because as soon as we're behind the fence I'm off, running so fast it's hard to see where I've gone. The park is huge and you never know who you'll meet there. The best is when Dreamer, who comes to stay here sometimes and I spent the weekend at his house last weekend, is there. I'm way faster than him but he keeps trying to keep up with me and that's good, because he's getting a bit chubby if you know what I mean. I run and run and run and then find the nearest water tank and dive right in. I'm a great swimmer!

So life is really good here. Yesterday we went to the store and bought me a coat, a red fleece coat to match my harness and lead. It's getting pretty cold here at night and since I don't have much hair on my tummy and not much anywhere else really, it will keep me warm.

I hope my buddies in Colorado Springs find new homes like this one!

Clover
as dictated to Jo C.
Santa Fe, NM

Still looking for some more bees

Seriously stalking bees in the garden

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