Bobby Lee...

Well... We really can't help ourselves about adopting animals, can we?...

Since Friday night, Bobby Lee is the last addition to our already populated family. We think she is (maybe only part of ...) a Britney Spaniel. Again, she was dumped in Oyster Pond at the cross road in front of our restaurant (maybe I should stop to write about our love for animals in my blog as some people may read it and know where to dump their dogs or cats...seems to be a pattern here!!!).

As always when a dog is abandoned, she was scared, disoriented, hungry, started to lack trust regarding humans, and thought she had a beginning of mange and was pregnant as she had a "puffed" belly, but still can see all the ribs...

So what we did again?... we managed to approach her and show her that we were not going to hurt her so she can trust us. She slowly came up the steps next to the bar where some food and water were waiting for her, she eat of course but was more focus in her need of attention, love and caresses. So the first night when we left the restaurant we left her their, closing the gate to keep her safe on the deck, thinking she would know that it maybe her temporary foster home until we can find a better home for her. She was crying when we left and trying to go over the little gate (She didn't realised at the time that the restaurant is not really fence so she could get out very easily...). She obviously figured out later on during the night, because when we came back the next morning she was gone... All right, big disappointment !!! Maybe she will come back later?

Yes she did ! In the evening, on the middle of a busy service, she approached the restaurant again. So we called her and she came up the steps again, to eat , drink, and received a lot of caresses and love. At the end of the service, we did the same. Let her on the deck with food and water and locked the little gate to let her know it is her place if she want, for now. well she decided otherwise, and as she already figured out how to exit the restaurant the previous night, she start to run behind our truck crying and barking following us home (300 feet away from the restaurant).

When we arrived inside the house and after witnessing what she did, we look at each other, and it was not necessary to talk to understand what we both thought ! : We can not let her in the street like that one more night, so let allow her to come behind the gate, and sleep in front of our door with food and water, because we thought she had mange and didn't wanted her in contact with our other companions.

Great idea but it didn't worked... she started to cry outside and scratch the door to come in. So what we did? we opened the door and let her in... She was immediately "home"! Caramel, Piccola and Happy loved her and she loved them. And the cats? They didn't bothered and she didn't bothered either...

The mange?... well tomorrow we will bring her to Dr Swantson and if she has mange, then we will treat her and in addition give a preventive treatment to the others.

Her name ? All right ... how can we call her? Sometime it is stupid how name comes up... well this one came up because we were watching "To Wong Foo, Thanks for everything! Julie Newmar" with Wesley Snipes, Patrick Swayze, John Leguizamo ( yes, yes, we do watch this kind of movies... we are open minded guys...LOL ) and one of the charactere's name in it is "Bobby Lee"

"Ah... Bobby Lee, Bobby Lee...!"

Saturday morning she had her first visit to the vet , and $165 later we found out she was healthy, no mange, no heart worms, not pregnant (but in heat... Damn!), and only had a skin fungus disease easy to treat and her "puffed" belly was because of malnutrition.

So we bought her a nice "Fuchsia pink" collar and leash, we registered her officially, and we will give her everything she need for the rest of her life:

Food, water, a home, and love, love, love, love and more love....