Well, my dog Ava and I have been together just about 24 hours now. Her foster mom brought her to me yesterday and I signed all the adoption papers. Since then, she has followed me around like she was a little puppy. When I sit on the couch, she shoves her nose under my arm so I’ll pet her, and as of today, she will lie down in front of me and roll on her back for a belly rub.
We took a long walk yesterday evening after dinner. By the time we got back, my head was splitting, and Ava was exhausted. We both went to bed early and slept all night. Ava sleeps often. In fact, she is dozing nearby as I type.
She does not bark, slobber, or get into anything. Like me, she is a low flow kinda woman. Just relax, eat, sleep, eat, relax… you get the idea.
We’re going to get along just fine.
Soon I will no longer have to talk to myself when I’m home in order to have a conversation. Ava, the rescue basset hound will be joining me! Now I will have someone to talk to. Although I suspect Ava will just look at me like I’m nuts, I won’t feel quite as insane as I do now when constantly talking to myself.
Ava is a nine year oldish basset who came from a shelter on the East Coast. Not much is known about her, but she has been with her foster mom for almost a year. She’s a one-eyed black and white hound who is heartworm positive, but she is also quiet, submissive, and sweet natured. She is not a barker, nor is she a “counter surfer”.
Some are surprised that I would want to adopt such an old dog. But after my experience trying to find homes for my eight year old cats, I know how difficult it is to adopt older animals out. And since I am getting older myself, have arthritic hips, bad knees, and chronic migraine, I feel an affinity for Ava.
And her name is Ava, for crying out loud.
I am adopting her through Suncoast Basset Rescue, headquartered in Gainesville, FL. They have been excellent to work with. You can check them out here. And if you do, look through their available dogs and you’ll find my Ava!