…in a foster home far, far away (ok, actually it was my foster home)….two foster puppies weren’t posted on my blog until after they left. Luke and Leia were crazy precious. Sadly…I don’t remember right now which was the “dark one” and which was the “light one.” Luke was renamed Luther by the humane society when he went back to them because they already had a Luke.
In October, 2013, we collected two foster pups. Their momma’s name was Sugar so the shelter wanted the pups to have candy names. My brilliant daughter came up with the name Heath for the brown and black little boy. After a while, we settled on Honey for the little girl – a mostly white puppy with only one blue eye. These pups lived up to their sweet names and our miniature schnauzer Henry seemed to love these little guys. We worried about Honey because she stayed tiny and skinny and near the end of her stay with us, she had a seizure. That was a new and very scary experience but apparently isn’t terribly uncommon for puppies. The shelter hypothesized that her blood sugar might have dipped too low. Thankfully, our foster contact later sent us a picture of Honey in her new home, happily cuddling with a stuffed dragon. Both the pups were adopted into loving homes and are doing well. We are relieved and happy to know that they are with their new families, snuggling up with love as the weather gets colder!
The little boy puppy is named Biscuit and the little girl is Sunny, which confused me because I think of “Sonny” as being a boy’s name. Her first foster mom clarified for me that it was Sunny-with-a-“u.” I suppose the “u” feminizes the name.
The little boy is smaller, whiter, and a little more cautious than his more rambunctious sister.
Here’s the sad but then happy part of the story…Texas Humane Heroes rescued these little puppies from a puppy mill when they were about six weeks old. It must have been awful because they had trouble walking when they were first rescued. When I think about how they suffered their first few weeks of life (and how many years their parents probably suffered), I’m appalled. Luckily, they began to have a normal, happy life at their first foster home. Love makes all the difference in the world. They are playful and happy, although they still move with some wobbles. These angels will make two families very happy in just a few weeks!