After the most frustrating transport arrangements ever made
(and unmade, and made again . . . several times),
Katie & I left for Markham, Illinois (almost in Indiana)
at 5:15 p.m., Sunday night, to meet the Mason City, Iowa
Shelter manager's father-in-law, Lowell,
who was bringing Paris with him on one of his hauls.
We drove through snow squalls (short-lived),
construction, some more snow squalls & LOTS MORE construction.
I was so fortunate to have Katie to drive . . .
Paris & CRUSA owe her a big debt of gratitude,
as I know I could not have made this transport myself.
When we came to Markham, we followed a little dirt road for quite a distance, turning left and left again. surrounded by hundreds of big rigs. Somewhere in this area was SUPERIOR trucking firm, but the only sign we saw was AVAILABLE 40 ACRES. We turned around, and Katie pulled out her trusty cell phone (did I mention that we all owe her? She did all the arranging with Lowell, too), and we discovered that Lowell was in the truck practically right behind us.
Katie, Paris, Lowell
What you see is what we got. No paperwork, no tags . . . just a little dog wearing a pink collar. And SKINNY! The harness I'd brought along for her, with her CRUSA tag on it, weighed more than she did, so we popped her into the crate, and journeyed home. Through snow squalls, construction, and MORE construction. I was so glad to see the WELCOME TO WISCONSIN sign! And not a peep out of Paris the entire way home. You gotta wonder what goes on in their minds.
We arrived home at 8 p.m. and put her immediately into the x-pen in the Gang of Four's bathroom area, where she pee'd for about five minutes. Not really, but it sure seemed like it. The Gang of Four milled about in the cold, anxious to meet this little girl.
We brought her inside, where she immediately p**ped; luckily, dry kernels. Then she investigated the house, the other dogs, found the water bowl and took a long drink, investigated the house some more, jumped on the couch, jumped off the couch. In short, she didn't act shy at all, contrary to what we had expected.
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Katie went home to Sugaree & Foster Zoey; within a few minutes, I received kisses from Paris and she took a treat from my hand. She is a bit hand-shy, but that will improve.
Paris, RosieVi, Daisy & I watched tv for about 30 minutes, but we were all tired, so off to bed we went, after one more outsies.
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