|Look at his squishy face. He reminded me of Remi.|
The description of Reggie:
I went to pick him up the weekend after I got back from the U.K. He was very shy. It was a 3-hour ride back from Northern VA. The last 15 minutes, he jumped to the passenger seat from the back. Progress! Progress has been a recurring theme thru the year.
|Zzzzz . . . .|
Our arrival; Bingo peeking out thru the cat door:
Reggie was SO timid. He wouldn't let me pet him and he was tuned in to my every move. If I moved, he moved. He loved Bingo, tho. "You'll have to teach Reggie how we roll, Bingo. Treats, belly rubs and general merriment!"
|Not so good with kitties & Bob was not a fan of being chased!|
He came with a bag of toys and he LOVES chewing:
Reggie's chewing was not limited to his toys; shortly after his arrival, I walked into the living room to find him chewing the arm of the sofa. I covered it with duct tape. Here it is, as modeled by Bingo:
|And more recently re-chewed by Buddy!|
The fence wasn't finished when Reggie first arrived, so I had to blockade the cat door because he could squeeeeeeeeze thru. He did that the first morning I walked Bingo down to the lake. I saw a black streak thru the woods. He's FAST!
In the Back Yard
Reggie looking at the neighbor's dog:
|Reggie frolicking as I walk the labyrinth.|
Reggie & Tabby Bobcat
I took these pix thru the kitchen window on the back door:
|Waggy tail & T-Bob is wary.|
|"Nothing to see here."|
|"See? I'm wagging my tail."|
Thru the office window:
|"Wanna be friends?"|
Romping with Bingo
Coming to say hullo to me:
|Swishy-swish with the tail.|
|He can go OUT thru he cat door, but he won't come back IN! |
He just whines til I open the door. Has me trained!
He was scared to come in, so he would do this little dance. Not such a problem in WARM weather. But we had some really cold days. He wouldn't come in unless I went out. So then I used this so he'd go in the house & not run around & around the deck:
In The Office
The office has had a few evolutions. This is when Reggie's crate was in there:
|More chewing! See his toy there? The fluff is from the dog bed!|
|Progress! Reggie not in his crate, but on the bed behind me.|
|This was a bone that I got for Bingo when I first got her. She's never |
been much of a chewer. Reggie found it and made good use of it!
|With a bully stick.|
For the longest time, Reggie would come up behind me, but wouldn't come close to me from the front. So this was progress!
|*sniff* & then he licks my knees.|
In the Living Room
These first pix were taken the first week Reggie came. He came with that polka dot blanket:
|I put it over a dog bed so it would feel familiar to him.|
|Zzzzz . . . .|
On the sofa:
He doesn't like the camera. So I generally get one or two shots & then he slow-mo's it off the sofa to his crate:
|Another dance at the door.|
He gets SO EXCITED going to Rita's! He & Bingo both know when they see the suitcase that they're going to see Dana & Roy.
|Going to the Wilton Hilton.|
In Dana & Roy's bedroom:
Coming back to pick them up:
Look at that tail going swishy-swish!
On the way back home, he hopped up to sit with me. He usually stays back in the back with Bingo:
Dana & Roy coming for a visit:
|With GF Dana.|
Another pick up from Rita's:
|Reggie on Rita's bed.|
Rita on Rita's bed with Reggie behind her:
On the Deck
At the bird feeder:
Reggie found an old cup under the deck:
|With a bone.|
Whatchya lookin' at, Reggie?
|Swish-swish goes his tail.|
In the Boudoir
This was such a surprise! For the first time ever, Reggie jumped up on the bed with me!
Buddy was there, too. So perhaps that gave him the courage. [Side note: this was after Buddy's neutering, so he's wearing the cone.]
|I looked out my office window to see this:|
As I reflect on this past year with Reggie, I think we've made great progress. It's apparent that he was severely abused. The first time I picked up a broom he ran to his crate. He still is very in tune with what my hands are doing and I don't make sudden moves. The first day I got him, I brushed my hand up to my head and he shot away from me down the hall. It takes a lot of reconditioning for him to be able to trust humans again. Slowly, but surely, we are getting there. I have to give credit to Rita because she's helped a lot, too. She gives him treats and when she calls him, he comes trotting over to her and licks her fingers. His favourite approach is to come up behind. Sniff-sniff in the ear. If I'm sitting outside on the deck steps, he comes up behind me and licks my neck.
When I come home from being out, Reggie goes to his crate and his tail goes thumpa-thumpa-thumpa as he wags. He pokes his nose out and I scritchy-scratch under his chin. Now, whenever he wants to be pet, he goes to his crate & wags his tail. A couple weeks ago, I walked into the house from being out, and for the first time ever, Reggie didn't go to his crate to be petted. He came to my side! Strokey-stroke under the chin. Swishy-swish goes the tail. Progress!
Fortunately, Reggie didn't have a negative experience with other dogs. Bingo has been a calming, nurturing presence for him. And now with Buddy, he has a real play mate who can keep up with him and wrestle & romp. Reggie is such a sweet boy; I'm so glad he's part of the family. :-)