Here’s another great update on one of our former fosters, Gonzo Bunny-Ears (Now Ozzie Bunny-Ears). Thanks to his mama Joanne for sending us this funny account of his weekend and the gorgeous photos of him, his glorious ears, and his sister Laila living the good life!
“We went to my in-laws’ last week and the dogs came with us. Our family lives in the “country” on 5+ acres with just a few neighbors and fields galore. As soon as we got there we let Laila and Ozzie loose, and they had a blast.
We were a little nervous since we had never let Oswald off leash in an unenclosed space. We also knew that he ended up in the “slammer” twice for running away from his original owners. My guess is that he just wasn’t happy in his old home because he ran everywhere and after everything but when we called his name he always came running . . .
And man can he run! He ran circles around his new friends (other neigborhood dogs), their people, and even their homes. He also won the hearts of Chris’ family and earned table scraps galore with just one look from his adorable mug. Everyone wanted to take him home so I had to keep an eye on him at all times to watch for any would-be dognappers!
There are times when Oswald gets so wound up it’s hard to calm him down. He had one of those moments when the kids started shooting off fireworks. As soon as he heard the first one go off, he was a wild man. I’ve seen dogs run and hide in fear but Ozzie was the opposite. He went into seek and destroy mode. He patrolled the tree lines and shore, barking as he went. He investigated high and low but was never able to find the source of all the commotion!
When it came time to leave I figured he would be done for the day or even the week but I should have known better. Chris and I are saying our goodbyes when Chris yells. I turn around and see Ozzie has jumped out of our car window, leash attached, and is in hot pursuit of a flock of birds. He runs so far and so fast that in just a few seconds he is just a tiny speck in the distance. There are probabaly a few hundred birds and though he did his best the boy just could not compete. When he finally realizes there is no hope he makes a hard left turn, then makes a beeline back to us. I open the car door and without skipping a beat he is nestled under the dashboard ready for the long ride home.
It was a lot of fun!