I Spent the Night with a Walrus

I just got home from Missouri this afternoon after transporting 2 very sweet cane corso dogs to a rescue in southern WI.  We got into town late last night and the rescuer was not able to get them until today.  So, we booked a room at a budget pet-friendly hotel and camped out for the night.  These dogs are very large and weren't too excited about the prospect of being kenneled for the ride.  I knew if I took them out, I'd never get them back in alone, so we had to wait for their new foster mom to come in the morning.

This is not Wally, but he looks similar.

I quickly found out that anything below 4 feet that was made of paper, plastic or smaller than a breadbox was fair game to be shredded when I sneaked out to get something from my car.  When I returned, about 3 minutes out, every brochure, tag, notepad, the soap, and most of their dog food was spread all over the floor.  They also knocked over their ice bucket filled with water at least 3 times and yes, there were 2 pee accidents which I cleaned up as thoroughly as I could.

These two characters were very affectionate and docile.  They stuck to me like glue.  When I crawled into the bed, they became very upset because I would not let them come up and they wanted me to be in sight, so I put the bedspread on the floor, folded it over me and had my two guardians sleeping next to me, one on each side.  The big male, who I called Wally, because he sits like a walrus, snored like a drunken sailor.  The more petite girl rested her head on my butt for a while (I'm a stomach sleeper) before she drifted off to sleep.

This morning, I sat on the floor with them while waiting for their foster mom and I told them that their lives were about to change in a very wonderful way.  Now they would be able to go for walks, participate in family activities, chase balls and chew rawhide instead of paper and plastic.  The big male was locked on my eyes the whole time I talked and at the end of my speech, he licked my cheek with his huge tongue. I choose to believe it was a kiss. What a sense of relief and happiness I felt as they drove off with their rescuer.  A good life is ahead of them and I was so fortunate to help them get started.

 Now I have 4 sleeping dogs in my bedroom, all of whom were elated to see me return home.  Life is good.