Introducing Harry

Harry before rescue

When Harry first came into rescue, he was a very sad sight.  He
was very skinny, and he'd lost all of his hair due to bacterial and fungal infections.  His ears were infected, his skin was awful, and he was a miserable guy.  But his foster mom took him in and nursed him back to health. She named him Harry in hopes that someday he would become hairy again, and she fattened him up and took care of all the infections with medicine and special baths.  It was a lot of work, but by the time she was done with him, he no longer looked like the same dog.

Harry 

He's now gained 30 pounds, grown out all his hair, and is feeling great.  He's good with kids, ignores cats, and is fine with calm dogs.  Unfortunately his foster home has a foster dog named Toby.  It's the same Toby that visits here periodically.  Toby is anything but calm.  And Harry had a hard time adjusting to Toby's energy level, so it was decided that perhaps one of them should be moved to a different foster home.  I immediately volunteered to take Harry, because my foster dogs are so very calm and laid back.  Stop laughing.  I wasn't talking about Ziggy.  Or Roxy.  Or Tulsa. I was talking about my OTHER foster dogs.  Okay fine, my foster dogs aren't calm and laid back, but no one else had room for Harry, so I brought him home anyway.  And although he hasn't met Ziggy yet, he's doing great with the rest of the crew.  He has picked out his favorite spot on the couch.  Fortunately this is not the same couch that is usually occupied by me, Roxy, Tulsa, and one or more cats.  Because it's really getting crowded on this couch.  

Harry is an American Bulldog/Labrador Retriever mix.  He's four years old, and he loves to play fetch.  He also enjoys playing tug with Roxy, and letting Tulsa herd him.  Even though he towers over the other dogs (he weighs 91 pounds), he is very gentle with the little dogs, and never chases the cats.   I think he's going to fit in fine around here!