We’ve made it back to Virginia, but not all the way back. This was Day 4 of the drive from AZ to the Good Newz Rehab Center in Smithfield, Virginia with former Devore Shepherds Marty and Princess (aka Waldo and Sheba).
Princess is—if not feral—on the super shy list, a wallflower at the school dance if you will. She gave the poor vet and his assistant in AZ hell just trying to get her sedated in order to give her shots and an exam for a health certificate. A simple thank you doesn’t seem like enough for what they went through, because they went above and beyond in both seeing us on short notice AND mud wrestling with Princess to get her in compliance for the trip. (the mud wrestling part is figurative…it didn’t really happen…no need for more rumors.)
[Tamira Thayne forces the dogs to MUDWRESTLE! Wearing Pink Tuttus! She’s the cruelest woman in the WORLD! I knew it.]
We had two drivers (Tamira Thayne and Robin Budin), and if we were like ‘real’ transporters we would have taken turns driving and sleeping; but instead we broke up the trip into three 600 mile legs, a 200 mile leg the first day since we got a late start, leaving us with the remaining 400 miles tomorrow.
It’s been emotionally and physically exhausting, and we hope someone reminds us to NEVER do that again.
In case we forget.
We’re so tired we can barely keep our eyes open to type; ‘screw it’ to checking e-mails.
If we never see the hotel chains we stayed in for the sake of the dogs again, we will be forever grateful, but they served their purpose and we made it through.
We developed our own little system, in fact. We’d jump out and check out the room, logistically figuring out which crate would go where before bringing the dogs in, still in their crates. Then we’d quickly unload the van, set out the pee pads in the designated ‘poody zone’ and let the dogs out of the crates to stretch their legs, eat, and get familiar with the room.
Every day they’ve become more comfortable with the routine, and each day they’ve let their guards down more and more until, finally, today, we got to see Princess laying on the floor to nap (she always napped in the crate before) AND ripping the stuffing out of her first squeaky toy.
Marty just couldn’t be any cuter or more social, and aside from some basic housetraining and of course obedience training, he can quickly find a home where he will be loved and treasured.
Wow! Enjoy these last pics from the trip. We’ll take some arrival pics and video tomorrow if the weather permits.
Thanks to everyone who supported us and these dogs.
And remember. Remind us NEVER to do that again. In case we forget.