
First, let me apologize for taking so long to post!! By the time I finished roaming around the country on THE WITCH IS DEAD tour, the Holidays were upon me! I’ll try and be more consistent in the future!!
Okay, now let’s talk about dogs—as some of you know, our beloved dog, Sheba, passed last March just as I was finishing up THE WITCH IS DEAD. We had her for sixteen years—she watched my children grow up, kept me company while I worked on each one of the Ophelia and Abby books, and provided me with inspiration for “Lady”. THE WITCH IS DEAD is dedicated to her. And although Sheba could never be replaced, I’ve always had dogs and known eventually I would have another dog come into my life.
So where would this dog come from? Well, I made a decision the night Sheba died that when the time was right, any dog I adopted would come from a shelter. The shelters are full of cats, kittens, and dogs of all ages, all looking for homes. Some of these dogs have come from deplorable situations—puppy mills, neglected homes. Some are literally found on the doorstep of these shelters where people have left them during the night. (To read some of these stories, check out the Hearts United website, a no-kill shelter located in Nebraska.) Many breeds have their own shelters, foster homes, and rescue operations, such as American Eskimo Dog Rescue, Boxer Rescue, Greyhound Rescue, to name three. The shelters are manned by dedicated volunteers who would like nothing better than to see all their dogs find forever homes. I had lots of places to choose from!
For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been searching the Internet for the “right” dog for me. I’ve read up on the characteristics of many different breeds, checked out the listings of numerous shelters, and looked at a ton of dog pictures. Finding the right dog is harder than you think! Given that a dog’s life expectancy can be up to sixteen years, as Sheba’s was, you’re talking about a serious commitment! I didn’t want to make a mistake! I needed a dog good with children (my grandchildren are all under the age of ten), tolerated cats, smart, and had a good personality! And as I did all this research, I had a Rockwellian vision of me typing away on my keyboard as my devoted dog lay curled up at my feet!
Enter Roxy and reality! I adopted her last week from The Animal Rescue League of Iowa. Is she the perfect dog for me—ahh, probably not. She’s a six month German Shepherd/Border Collie mix. (they think…since someone found her as a tiny puppy, abandoned in a box, and turned her over to The Animal Rescue League of Iowa, her genealogy is somewhat muddied!) She does love children. She is as smart as they come; she’s already learned a couple of new commands in less than day. (an old wives’ tale—the roof of a dog’s mouth can be an indication of their intelligence. The blacker it is; the smarter they are. Roxy’s mouth is solid black!) She also has lots and lots of personality.
Oh and the cats?? Hates ‘em! And let me tell you, they aren’t too thrilled with her right now either! But to be fair to Roxy and the cats, in my ignorance, I went about introducing them in absolutely the worst way! However, after a meeting with Paula Sunday, the animal behaviorist with The Animal Rescue League, and Suzanne Tomlinson , the trainer, my fears have been allayed. Their advice and instructions have given me hope that, in time and with a lot of work, Roxy and I can overcome my mistake, and at least Roxy and the cats, if not buddies, can live in peaceful co-existence.
No doubt about it—Roxy’s a handful. She’s extremely active. Although she doesn’t like the cats, she does love their litter box. ( My favorite phrase these days is “DROP IT!”) She notices and alerts to everything—I guess that when it comes to dogs, Border Collies can be the poster child for ADD! Or as Suzanne said, “Roxy doesn’t have an ‘off’ switch!” She loves to go for car rides, but finds the windshield wipers excessively annoying and tries to snap at them. She thinks an old lawnmower in the backyard is out to get her, so she MUST chew on the tires whenever she’s outside. (Based on her reaction to the lawn mower, I’d say we’re going to have problems with the vacuum cleaner, too. But I wouldn’t know—I haven’t had time to use it since Roxy came into my life.) She also has a habit of staring at you and clacking her teeth whenever you’re not doing what she wants, which can be rather distracting.
My household and schedule has definitely changed with Roxy around! My bedroom has a 42 inch wire crate added to the décor now. A clicker training aid is my constant companion, and I’m sure I have the aroma of liver snaps wafting around me most of the time. We go on walks twice a day and I’m working on understanding dog psychology—Roxy has to perform a command before she gets what she wants. We know “sit”, “shake,” and “down.” We’re working on “come” and “stay,” but right now, I don’t know if I’m training Roxy, or she’s training me!
But as I said, I went into this understanding the commitment. Regardless of any problems, I figure Roxy and I are in this together come what may. She’s sweet and loving and really does want to please. She loves to play and is terrific at the game of fetch. She’s just so happy when one of my kids, or some of the grandchildren, stop by! And she’s not had it easy in her short life—she’s already been adopted once by another family, but due to lifestyle changes, they had to return her to the shelter. I couldn’t do that to her again. And I know, in the long run, Roxy will be the perfect dog for me!
So if any of you out there are looking for a dog as I was—please think about a rescued dog! Their lineage might not be crystal clear, and they might be out of the “cute” puppy stage, but there are so many good dogs, like Roxy, that need homes. You can find many of these shelters on Petfinder.com, or you can do a search for rescue leagues in your state by typing “animal rescue leagues” in the search bar.
And, by the way, at this moment in time, Roxy is curled up at my feet!
Take care.
Best,
Shirley
P.S.
Pictured below are some of Roxy’s kennel mates that are available for adoption from The Animal Rescue League of Iowa. Check out their website for more information. (http://www.arl-iowa.org/)
Okay, now let’s talk about dogs—as some of you know, our beloved dog, Sheba, passed last March just as I was finishing up THE WITCH IS DEAD. We had her for sixteen years—she watched my children grow up, kept me company while I worked on each one of the Ophelia and Abby books, and provided me with inspiration for “Lady”. THE WITCH IS DEAD is dedicated to her. And although Sheba could never be replaced, I’ve always had dogs and known eventually I would have another dog come into my life.
So where would this dog come from? Well, I made a decision the night Sheba died that when the time was right, any dog I adopted would come from a shelter. The shelters are full of cats, kittens, and dogs of all ages, all looking for homes. Some of these dogs have come from deplorable situations—puppy mills, neglected homes. Some are literally found on the doorstep of these shelters where people have left them during the night. (To read some of these stories, check out the Hearts United website, a no-kill shelter located in Nebraska.) Many breeds have their own shelters, foster homes, and rescue operations, such as American Eskimo Dog Rescue, Boxer Rescue, Greyhound Rescue, to name three. The shelters are manned by dedicated volunteers who would like nothing better than to see all their dogs find forever homes. I had lots of places to choose from!
For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been searching the Internet for the “right” dog for me. I’ve read up on the characteristics of many different breeds, checked out the listings of numerous shelters, and looked at a ton of dog pictures. Finding the right dog is harder than you think! Given that a dog’s life expectancy can be up to sixteen years, as Sheba’s was, you’re talking about a serious commitment! I didn’t want to make a mistake! I needed a dog good with children (my grandchildren are all under the age of ten), tolerated cats, smart, and had a good personality! And as I did all this research, I had a Rockwellian vision of me typing away on my keyboard as my devoted dog lay curled up at my feet!
Enter Roxy and reality! I adopted her last week from The Animal Rescue League of Iowa. Is she the perfect dog for me—ahh, probably not. She’s a six month German Shepherd/Border Collie mix. (they think…since someone found her as a tiny puppy, abandoned in a box, and turned her over to The Animal Rescue League of Iowa, her genealogy is somewhat muddied!) She does love children. She is as smart as they come; she’s already learned a couple of new commands in less than day. (an old wives’ tale—the roof of a dog’s mouth can be an indication of their intelligence. The blacker it is; the smarter they are. Roxy’s mouth is solid black!) She also has lots and lots of personality.
Oh and the cats?? Hates ‘em! And let me tell you, they aren’t too thrilled with her right now either! But to be fair to Roxy and the cats, in my ignorance, I went about introducing them in absolutely the worst way! However, after a meeting with Paula Sunday, the animal behaviorist with The Animal Rescue League, and Suzanne Tomlinson , the trainer, my fears have been allayed. Their advice and instructions have given me hope that, in time and with a lot of work, Roxy and I can overcome my mistake, and at least Roxy and the cats, if not buddies, can live in peaceful co-existence.
No doubt about it—Roxy’s a handful. She’s extremely active. Although she doesn’t like the cats, she does love their litter box. ( My favorite phrase these days is “DROP IT!”) She notices and alerts to everything—I guess that when it comes to dogs, Border Collies can be the poster child for ADD! Or as Suzanne said, “Roxy doesn’t have an ‘off’ switch!” She loves to go for car rides, but finds the windshield wipers excessively annoying and tries to snap at them. She thinks an old lawnmower in the backyard is out to get her, so she MUST chew on the tires whenever she’s outside. (Based on her reaction to the lawn mower, I’d say we’re going to have problems with the vacuum cleaner, too. But I wouldn’t know—I haven’t had time to use it since Roxy came into my life.) She also has a habit of staring at you and clacking her teeth whenever you’re not doing what she wants, which can be rather distracting.
My household and schedule has definitely changed with Roxy around! My bedroom has a 42 inch wire crate added to the décor now. A clicker training aid is my constant companion, and I’m sure I have the aroma of liver snaps wafting around me most of the time. We go on walks twice a day and I’m working on understanding dog psychology—Roxy has to perform a command before she gets what she wants. We know “sit”, “shake,” and “down.” We’re working on “come” and “stay,” but right now, I don’t know if I’m training Roxy, or she’s training me!
But as I said, I went into this understanding the commitment. Regardless of any problems, I figure Roxy and I are in this together come what may. She’s sweet and loving and really does want to please. She loves to play and is terrific at the game of fetch. She’s just so happy when one of my kids, or some of the grandchildren, stop by! And she’s not had it easy in her short life—she’s already been adopted once by another family, but due to lifestyle changes, they had to return her to the shelter. I couldn’t do that to her again. And I know, in the long run, Roxy will be the perfect dog for me!
So if any of you out there are looking for a dog as I was—please think about a rescued dog! Their lineage might not be crystal clear, and they might be out of the “cute” puppy stage, but there are so many good dogs, like Roxy, that need homes. You can find many of these shelters on Petfinder.com, or you can do a search for rescue leagues in your state by typing “animal rescue leagues” in the search bar.
And, by the way, at this moment in time, Roxy is curled up at my feet!
Take care.
Best,
Shirley
P.S.
Pictured below are some of Roxy’s kennel mates that are available for adoption from The Animal Rescue League of Iowa. Check out their website for more information. (http://www.arl-iowa.org/)















