Call her what you will (we still have to refer to her as Bunny as she is listed and linked everywhere under that name on our networks), Bunny is a pint-sized package of playfulness. She was recently spayed and is now living the good life in her fabulous foster home; the same fosters who shared their first-time experience with Jessie, who is now living the good life. If you are interested in adopting this little bundle of fun, please download our adoption application.
Bunny Hops to Foster
By Abby (Knight) Symonds
Bunny. Molly. Lizzie. Stitch. And Now Gloria. In the 8 days since we brought her home, the little dog with the big ears has been called a handful of names.
At the rescue, she was Bunny (because of her ears). But on the day we speed dated with her, she struck me more as a Molly – a spirited exuberant girl! My daughter wanted to call her Lizzie because it was “classy.” But this little dog does not have the cool calmness and beauty that defines classiness.
It’s hard not to call her Stitch. Her ears are her most dominant feature. She cocks her head and listens – her ears like big antennas on the top of her head. She is built like a Dachshund – long and low to the ground. She likes to burrow and chase like a dachshund as well. Her legs are a little longer, and her ears “never go back to the factory setting.”
The other night, a friend came over and declared she didn’t look like a Molly, she looked like a Gloria. That had me singing the old 80s song, but she is still Molly to me. And since I am the one that wrestles her twice a day to take her antibiotic, I am still calling her Molly.
… this is our second time around as a foster. The process is somewhat familiar. It wasn’t that long ago when we brought Jessie home. Plus, in many ways, Molly is familiar. She is built similar to Boe. We aren’t as worried this time about bringing in a new dog. She seems to have slid into the routine quickly. She and Boe are of equal speed and strength so they have transitioned quickly.
So what’s Molly like?
She is smart. Too smart. I have to stay a step ahead of her in order to get her to take her antibiotic. But it also means she is quickly getting the hang of potty training and adapting to the house rules.
She is stubborn. Again – getting her to take that antibiotic. She clamps down those jaws like a 3-year-old toddler and refuses to be tempted by turkey, peanut butter or even Grandma’s potpie dog food.
She is loving. She loves to cuddle and snuggle. She gives kisses. She sleeps in the bed with my daughter most nights but has also spent a couple of nights in the crate with no issues. She is playful. There was no downtime. She and Boe quickly became playmates, racing around the back yard, fighting over one tennis ball while four others lay on the ground untouched nearby, chasing the cat. The other morning was the first time I heard her run up the stairs with him. It sounded like a herd of cattle over my head. Molly definitely needs a house with a playmate.
This weekend, we have a full weekend with her. (With it being a holiday weekend, it was nuts last week. It was a miracle we were able to even go pick her up.) We hope to work a little on some leash training. She did great in the car last week on her way home from Conyers, so we might try some short car trips this weekend as well.
Want to Foster?
Have questions about your commitment as a foster? You can find out everything you need to know on our Foster A Dog page. We do need to mention that, although we appreciate the offer from other states to foster, all potential fosters should live in the Atlanta area to make vet runs and/or to bring the dogs to adoption events or to meet prospective parents.