Well, the saga goes on here at Sanctuary. After my safe return to the land, my owners were visited by the Howard County Police Department and the Howard County Animal Control as well as a beautiful vet named Carin.
My life is certainly not boring any more. I’m on constant vigilance so no one takes me away again. This makes me more alert and plus I now have a new friend. Last week, two days after my “incident”, a weasel came into the chicken coop in the middle of the night and slaughtered all the birds except for “Sir”.”Sir” is the rooster that keep all the girls happy. My owners were again very upset by something that was totally unexpected. The chickens had become a major part of new life on the land. We got great eggs and lots of them. Now, sadly they are all gone, except for “Sir”.
My owner, Loki, immediately found a good, loving new home for the sole survivor. She called and a nice man named Vernon came with a box and a great attitude. We were all still so sad and shocked by this latest development. It was quite amusing to watch all these “adults” running around the 6 acres trying desperately to catch “Sir”. Needless to say he is still here and free range. He will not return to the chicken coop, even though it is now all cleaned up. He told me, “I’m still very sad and traumatized.” I told him I knew the feeling.
So, now at nite we share the same spot. We both love the White Pine Tree just outside the Reiki room window. I’ve lived and enjoyed that spot for many years. Now, when the sun begins to set ole “Sir” jumps up to the third big branch and nestles in for the night. His morning starts much too early for all of us. He starts to crow at about 4:40 AM. Yikes, we are all adjusting. But me, I’m kinda happy. He gets yelled at for crowing and I don’t get the heat for all my barking anymore. So, for now this is how it is.
When the “all clear and totally in order ” paperwork from the two investigating agencies comes in, we will see what happens next. Both investigating agency representatives said, “I wish I were your dog!” They saw my lair and all my assortments of foods and water and just smiled.
Now, thanks to all this updating of my records and such it turns out that on March 1, 2010 I actually turned 15! YIKES, I’m actually 105.
Thanks for all your loving and caring thoughts and comments.
KALU, a real Senior