My big brother Weasel will be 13 years old in December 2013!
Weasel was around before I was born. Weasel was rescued by my parents in early 2001 after they visited the Anti Cruelty Society. Weasel was thrown out in a plastic bag by the side of the road. He was taken to the shelter and adopted only to be returned three times. During the third time my pawrents were walking in when they found a woman crying as she was returning him. They asked why he was being returned and she said her sister kept kicking him. Immediately, my Momma's heart gave way and melted for the four month old aussie/sheltie/chow mix. They asked to adopt him but were told he had to be quarantined. Four days later they brought him home and named him Weasel. They already had a Border Collie (Ethel) a Maltese (Roxy) and a Sheltie (Captain Nemo). They took Weasel home and soon learned that he had a very difficult time controlling his bladder. He would pee all the time. They decided to purchase a crate to train him and let him out several times a day - many, many times a day! The first night they put bedding in the crate and soon found that was a bad idea - Weasel wet everything! He was soaked and needed a bath. A couple of nights later, they just put newspapers and a water bowl - bad idea - Weasel was again soaked, the cage needed cleaning, and so did Weasel. After 3 days and nights of repeated baths, it was decided that no water and no newspapers would be in the crate (big lesson here). And with all these failures and waiting for Weasel to wake up without being soaked, he finally learned not to pee where he slept. A month later he was going out with the other dogs, and no more wetting the crate. Weasel was soon allowed to sleep in the bedroom on a dog bed like all the other dogs. He is good with other dogs, children and people. He plays frisbee and is the sweetest kindest dog ever. He is also great with us chihuahuas and became a 'surrogate dad' to my rescued brother Monkey.
Weasel was around before I was born. Weasel was rescued by my parents in early 2001 after they visited the Anti Cruelty Society. Weasel was thrown out in a plastic bag by the side of the road. He was taken to the shelter and adopted only to be returned three times. During the third time my pawrents were walking in when they found a woman crying as she was returning him. They asked why he was being returned and she said her sister kept kicking him. Immediately, my Momma's heart gave way and melted for the four month old aussie/sheltie/chow mix. They asked to adopt him but were told he had to be quarantined. Four days later they brought him home and named him Weasel. They already had a Border Collie (Ethel) a Maltese (Roxy) and a Sheltie (Captain Nemo). They took Weasel home and soon learned that he had a very difficult time controlling his bladder. He would pee all the time. They decided to purchase a crate to train him and let him out several times a day - many, many times a day! The first night they put bedding in the crate and soon found that was a bad idea - Weasel wet everything! He was soaked and needed a bath. A couple of nights later, they just put newspapers and a water bowl - bad idea - Weasel was again soaked, the cage needed cleaning, and so did Weasel. After 3 days and nights of repeated baths, it was decided that no water and no newspapers would be in the crate (big lesson here). And with all these failures and waiting for Weasel to wake up without being soaked, he finally learned not to pee where he slept. A month later he was going out with the other dogs, and no more wetting the crate. Weasel was soon allowed to sleep in the bedroom on a dog bed like all the other dogs. He is good with other dogs, children and people. He plays frisbee and is the sweetest kindest dog ever. He is also great with us chihuahuas and became a 'surrogate dad' to my rescued brother Monkey.
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| Weasel plays with Monkey and Me earlier this summer. |
