Monday, May 14, 2012
My Two Weeks with Monroe - Part I
This is a super long story so I have broken it up into multiple parts.
The night we got back from Miami with the pugs, we spotted a dog in our neighborhood that we had never seen before. The pugs were out for their final potty of the night. It was dark and they were very tired from their big adventure to Miami. Heck, I was tired from our big adventure to Miami and the long drive home.
While we were out, I spotted a pair of glowing eyes spying on us from across the street. I could make out that it was a dog, but I wasn't sure whose dog it was. Not knowing anything about the dog, I hurried the pugs into the house.
After we got the pugs into the house safe and sound, we went out to check on the dog. While we were gone the stray dog walked out of the shadows and was now standing in the middle of the street. She was all white, had a pink harness on and had pointy ears.
I called to her and she turned her head a bit. I asked her what she was doing out so late and where did she live. More head turning. I took a few steps towards her and she bolted across the street and into the woods faster than I have ever seen any dog run before.
Wow! We headed back inside, got ready for bed and I fell asleep with this mysterious white dog on my mind.
The next evening, while out with the pugs, we spotted the stray dog again. This time it was a little lighter outside and I could get a better look at her. I could tell that she was super skinny. She had definitely not been eating regularly.
Before, I could make it back into the house with the pugs and get the white dog some food, a car came down the street. My heart leapt to my throat, but just like the night before the dog raced backed into the woods.
After we got back to the house, we decided we needed to give this mystery dog a name (we name everything). After some debate, and after having just watched the movie My Week with Marilyn we decided on Monroe. She was a blonde dog that had clearly been used and abused up to this point in her life.
The pugs also had an upcoming visit with the vet. I made a note to talk to the vet about Monroe and find out if it was safe to have the pugs around her. After all, the only time Monroe seemed to come near us was when the pugs were with us.
After my visit at the vet, I felt comfortable having the pugs around Monroe. My vet's biggest warning was to keep the pugs away from Monroe's stool. Since it was safe to have Monroe around the pugs, I made a stop at the store and picked up some dog food. We made the decision that we were going to start feeding this skinny dog.
So glad you found her Corrine! 
)and started the new job today. Everything had to happen quickly for it to work out. So over the weekend, he comes up north (3 hours), deposits his baby with #4, drives back to Cincinnati (another 3 hours), packed his bag and drove to Tampa (some 15 hours I think). All that driving in such a short time span had me anxious but is neither here nor there. #4 son came over on Mother’s Day then went back home (about 10 miles to give an idea of the time it took) only to discover that the Mastiff had broken THROUGH their basement door and got into some insulation as well (Kinds’ reminiscent of Cooper2’s behavior - oh lord).
julie
05/14/2012
she is very sweet i hope you can make friends them maybe catch this sweet babe as i would hate for the wrong person to get monroe please keep us updated.