Maggee Mae and Kody

A puppy update is always welcome around here.

 

Thought you'd like to see how my boy and girl are getting along. I am so glad I was able to be acquired by Maggee Mae, she slightly fills the void left behind by Ms Zoee, only because she is still a pup, I guess.

 

This little girl loves snow, I am sure she would eat all of it if she could figure out how. It makes no difference how cold it is, she loves to go out and play, but she really hates the rain to a T, almost refuses to go out and do her business, however if Mr Kody will go she will, but hates it.

 

Now if anyone knows how to keep a Boxer from jumping I would really like to know. I seriously believe Maggee Mae is part jumping bean. Today upon getting home from the Dr, I was met by my wife holding a paper towel to her lip. Seems Maggee had jumped up and socked her in the mouth, she now is sporting a cut lip. Ms Maggee Mae generally attacked from behind then tried to grab my hand. I thought I had her almost broken of this but it has raised its head again.

 

She is one loving little girl.

Maggee Mae

 

Kody

Attack!

Defend!

Jumping bean

 

Murphy and Sophie

A couple of happy Boxer siblings.

Sophie LOVES ball, popping up wherever she can, including into Mama's lap while she's working at her desk!

Love both of their looks, Sophie has her head over Murphy's hip.

Working hard in Mama's office.

 Life is good!

 

Sugar Ray's Story

I know, one of the most popular names for Boxers right?

So on Saturday a volunteer from Florida Boxer Rescue came by to give us the once over so we could start fostering for them. Everyone said to let Max do all the talking and I tried, but he was so busy being a lady's man with Sasha that I had to fill in.

The volunteer emailed me the story of Sugar Ray, one of her fosters, along with a couple of photos.

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I started to tell you about a young male we named "Stevie Ray", one of my sweetest foster 'kids' was abandoned in a backyard cage with his boxer sister. The girl got adopted immediately from the shelter where they were taken. Stevie Ray became more and more despondent - wouldn't move, wouldn't eat, wouldn't look at anyone.

We were asked to foster this little boy because my male was good with younger dogs. To move him from the shelter, he had to be carried out in a wheel-barrow because he would not move. By then, his muscles had greatly deteriorated and his legs were as thin as matchsticks. He had all but given up.

He was transported down to us and we met him at a truckstop off I-75. The car door opened and inside was a beautiful, light brindle, too thin, one year old boy with the saddest eyes I've EVER seen. He glanced at us and started to look away, but then caught sight of Bo and Sasha and I saw a 'light' come back to his eyes.

On shaky legs, he stood up to get out of the car so he could follow his foster siblings back to our car and start his healing. It was beautiful watching him come out of his shell while we had him - all the while he was GLUED to Bo's side.

One night, Bo must have been dreaming- howling in his sleep. Stevie woke me up and had me follow him to the other bedroom where the dogs were sleeping (yes, they have their own bedroom! Ha!)...he sat by Bo's side watching him with concern and looking at me as if to say "please make sure he's okay!". Oh. My. Gosh. Even thinking about that now, brings tears to my eyes.

He's now a very happy 3.5 year old living in Fort Myers with a loving family and boxer sister, Sugar Rae (serendipity!). They travel, go to dog parks and have a wonderful life. As a bonus, they come to visit us on their birthday and bring cupcakes!

Bo and Stevie Ray

Stevie the velcro dog