Things seem to happen to me very quickly, once I have made a decision. Back at the beginning of the month, I posted to a dog community asking about multiple dog households. I then got in touch with a local shelter that desperately needed some foster homes, and was accepted immediately. I brought my first foster home two weeks ago.
Best guess is that he is an Aussie Shepherd / Aussie Cattle Dog mix. Maybe about 6 or 7. They had no history on him and he had seemed so far to be a lovely dog, except for one incident. I think one of the shelter staff had taken him home for the night and when he was asked to get off the couch, he growled a bit and put his mouth on her hand. Didn’t bite but did mouth it. They wanted to know how he would do in a structured environment that practised ‘nothing in life is free’.
Well. I brought him home, and have had nothing but joy in him so far. He has beautiful manners. For example, he always asks before getting on the couch or the bed. When Maia sneakily steals his chewies he simply goes and gets another one. When I am eating he lays down on the mat by the door. His two bad habits consist of counter surfing and wanting to charge through doors first.
Best of all, he is completely non-reactive. I have yet to hear him bark. He greets strangers with a polite sniff and lets them pat him briefly but he doesn’t need their attention. I’ve taken him into the pet store and he’s greeted dogs and strangers in close confines with no issues. He’s met my friends’ dogs and played well with them. He doesn’t react when Maia loses her sh*t in the car or when the doorbell rings. It’s such a strange feeling to be out with him and not have to be constantly on guard of my surroundings!
Because of this, and the way he has fit seamlessly into my home, I have decided to adopt him. I have named him Bosco, and I am so thrilled to be a two dog home.
Short video of the two playing together out on the dykes where we go walking.