OK, so on Saturday Miss Butts and I loaded off to the Columbia area to pick up the rescue's latest and greatest. And I do have to say she is something else.
Karli is what is known as a "whitely"-namely, her fur forgot to turn red, or black, or fawn, and just stayed white. So, you have a snow coloured corgi, which takes a few minutes to get used to if you're familiar with the breed, though she certainly draws comments about how pretty she is and so on.
Anyway, Karli has a whole heapin' helpin' of health problems as it turns out. She has mammary tumors, bad hips, she was loaded with ticks (thank you Ms.Moore for disposing of those) and she also has the single worse case of death breath I've ever encountered. The dog's teeth are absolutely rotting in her head, and as a result, her breath can melt glass from forty paces. My boy Vinnie has a bit of a pooh eating problem, and frankly in comparison to hers, his breath is that of a fresh spring breeze. Oh, and she has a urinary tract infection too...
Enough of what is WRONG with her. It has to be said, she is gorgeous. She is gentle, she's house trained, and she likes to stick close to people. Her first night here she stayed in her crate, but after seeing how well she seemed to be housetrained, I figured a little gamble with letting her sleep in my room wouldn't be too bad. And it wasn't, though she gave me a scare this morning, as I couldn't find her. Turned out she'd nosed her way into my closet, and sacked out in the back on the old shoes.
Oh one other thing-she isn't going to be bullied. Vinnie tried her on, and she bared all six teeth, and let him know that she'd gum his butt if he pushed his luck!
And on a mildly related side note. If you're ever in Columbia Missouri, and you're looking for a place to grab lunch and have a beer, you could do a lot worse than the Flat Branch micro-brewery. Though you should also note that they do expect you to put money in the parking meters, even on a Saturday, damn it!
Oh, and not that I'm begging (or even, not that I'm not begging. I ate my pride quite some time ago, on a toasted wheat roll, with just a dab of peanut butter), but Pet's Second Chance does accept donations. She's going to cost a small fortune to fix up. Everything from a dollar up is appreciated. :-)
http://www.petssecondchance.org/donate.html
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