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Last spring, Barton and I were walking our two dogs Bear and Basho in our neighborhood when a little 3-month puppy ran up to us & began playing with Bear & Basho. Normally our black labs go nuts & bark at other dogs, but this time they didn’t- they let the puppy tug on their ears.
It was clear this little dog was lost, and we did know he had just been neutered. When we did find the owners later in the day, Beowulf, as we called him, sat down by Barton’s wheelchair and refused to move. What a fun story that we told when we realized the owners were actually foster parents searching for a permanent home for him. It looks like he found his family.
The poor little guy had mange and lost all the fur on his head & legs, which eventually grew back. Little Beowulf also had some developmental problems, and he had actually just had surgery before we found him.
Were we insane when we considered adopting him with two other dogs? Probably, but the three played so well together, and Beowulf quickly became Barton’s dog. He would just fit in Barton’s lap, and he had just learned to crawl up onto Barton’s wheelchair. His usual perch was on Barton’s footrest, and he looked like a guard dog with his chest all puffed out. If I were sitting down, he would crawl into my lap or curl up between Barton & I- he was one of the most snuggly dogs I had ever met.
Beowulf and Basho (the middle dog) played and played, wrestling for hours. Outside, Beowulf would race to his guard post under the ramp landing. He would wait for Basho to get just a little closer, stalk him and pounce. He would tackle Basho, and egg him on to begin a chase around the yard. And inside, we learned very quickly not to leave clothes on the floor & anything that could be chewed went up on higher levels.
Sadly, we lost little Beowulf this last weekend when we found that there were problems beyond our scope of care. We are heartbroken, but oh, do we have stories to tell.
Tags: Barton Cutter, daily living, disability, disability and love, disability and marriage, disability and relationships, dog stories, dogs, Megan Cutter
Last Tuesday, we were out for a morning walk with Bear & Basho, our two Labs. We were mostly through our walk when a tiny brown puppy came running up to Bear and Basho. There was no collar, and it was clear he had just been neutered. As he played with our boys, we noticed that both Bear & Basho were unusually calm around him. As Megan took a few minutes to inspect him, Barton looked around trying to find an obvious hole in the fences of some nearby houses from which he could have escaped.
We decided we couldn’t leave it him since he was such a young puppy, and Megan carried him back home. She took pictures to make fliers and took him to our vet to see if he had been micro-chipped.
That afternoon, we went back on Craig’s list and found his listing. Megan called right away- it turns out that Scout is a Sheppard/Terrier mix who was staying with a foster family, and was looking for a permanent home. Megan called Barton to let him know that the woman was coming to get him that afternoon, and that she had had a long talk with her about Scout. When Scout first appeared, it was clear to both of us that he was drawn to our pack. That afternoon when the woman came to get him, he simply sat down beside Barton’s wheelchair and refused to move. A new dog- are we crazy??
When Megan got home that day, we talked about what another dog would be like and decided to at last try it out. On Saturday, Scout came to stay with us a few days, and though the final paperwork isn’t done, he has found himself a home. Bear was a bit upset the first day, but has since relaxed. They have played together quite well until they all crash out for a nap. We were amazed at how well they got along, after establishing the pack of course. We couldn’t believe his personality because he has been so relaxed around our two rambunctious labs and in turn Bear & Basho have been laid back as well.
We hope to get everything squared away and are excited to have a new pup in the pack.
Tags: disability, disability and love, disability and marriage, disability and relationships, dog stories, dogs, Megan Cutter
Last week, Raleigh received over six inches of snow. Now, in Raleigh, we certainly aren’t prepared for a big snowstorm such as this. We admit that on Friday evening we went to the grocery store to stock up on food, water, and firewood.
The snow began falling Friday evening. Saturday morning, we woke up to drifts of snow covering the back porch and yard. Six am, and Basho was crying to get out. As usual, I cracked the back door. We have a motorized lock, and so the door is locked from the outside- all the time. (You see where this is going, don’t you?)Both dogs scurried outside into the snow. Basho bounded in the snow, both paws sprawled out. Bear and Basho chased each other around the backyard, and they can get pretty rowdy. I knew what was coming when Bear knocked Basho into the backdoor, and by the time I reached it, the door was all ready slammed shut.
Barton was still in bed asleep, and I had n o choice but to walk down the hill to our neighbors house. Trying to control two black labs, excited by the new white cold stuff, was quite a challenge. I yanked on their collars, and we practically slid down the hill, since there was a thick layer of ice beneath the snow.
Our neighbor was nice enough to come to the door, and give us an extra copy of our key. We scrambled back up the hill, opening the door to the warmth inside. I haven’t locked myself out of our house in a long time, and it had to be snowing & ice when I did.