Monday, March 12, 2012

Daizee, The Seed From My Heart That Blossomed...

By Michelle Andrews,

Mirror, mirror on the wall.....
I knew Daizee was special from the moment I laid eyes on her.  She arrived at Barkaritaville in a pink stroller, inspecting the passerby like the Queen watches her loyal subjects.  Always the lady, she had flowers on her collar that one of her saviors, Bobbi, had adorned her with.  Daizee was a charmer, and she knew how to play the crowd.

Bobbi is Bobbi Hardy.  She and her husband Richard had picked her up a few days earlier.  She was a home surrender, stuck in a crate for close to eighteen hours a day.  At merely two years old, that was a lot of puppy energy that was going un-expended.

You would think that entertaining the crowds would tire a girl out, but not Miss Daizee.  That night, much to my Diva, Bunny’s dismay, she stayed at the hotel with us.  I had forgotten how curious the young ones were, and the next hour consisted of “Oh no Daizee, drop that” accompanied by lots of paper being removed from mouths, and heads from garbage cans. 

After all of the garbage cans were safely up on furniture, and all of the paper products were hidden away, she was content gazing at herself in the mirror and playing with Zedd.  Diva Bunny was still not amused, and spent the rest of the evening wondering if this was a plot to usurp her from her throne of cuteness. 

Daizee after the paper products were secured
Aside from one very amused drive-through employee somewhere near Zanesville, OH, the drive back was very uneventful, as Daizee called “shotgun” and rode up front while the resident peons, er  pups, rode in the back happy to gaze out the window.  I checked Bunny periodically to make sure she had not secreted any weapons on her person that could be used at rest stops against her new nemesis.

Luckily for Bunny, Daizee was soon adopted by my friend, Nancy Powell.  I treasure all of the friends I have made in the schnauzer rescue community, and Nancy is one of them.   I love that I get to hear about how Daizee is doing frequently and see new pictures.  There is nothing more rewarding to a rescuer than regular updates from the adopter of how their former foster is doing.   

Every time a foster dog is adopted, part of the foster parent’s heart goes with them.  That part becomes a seed that is nurtured by the love they are given in their forever home, and allows them to blossom into the dog they are truly meant to be.

Nancy graciously agreed to write about Daizee as well, here is her part of the story:

Daizee came into my life after losing 4 of my rescue schnauzers in the past year.  I've had 6 schnauzers for about 10 years and I was down to 2, and the house just felt empty.  Since I'm still working part time, I didn't really want to go with a puppy.  I wasn't actively looking for another dog, but when I heard about Daizee, she just touched my heart in the way it happens when one just seems special to you.  I hadn't even seen a picture of her, but something just told me I needed to have her.

Daizee was a little frightened when she first came but she soon met my 3 yr. old granddaughter, Rachel.  Something clicked between Rachel and Daizee from the start.  Rachel was used to being around all my dogs and she missed a couple of them that had passed.  Right from the start, they became best friends. 

Resting up....
As soon as Daizee hears Rachel's truck pull in, she is at the door waiting excitedly for Rachel to get in the house.  Her little butt just wiggles and as soon as Rachel walks in the door, Daizee is right there to play.  They spend all day chasing and running around with each other.  Daizee will chase Rachel and then Rachel will chase Daizee.  Rachel giggles from the time she sees Daizee til she goes home.  No matter what goes on, the two of them spend all their time together. 

BFFs
If Rachel lies on her tummy, Daizee will sit on her back, if Rachel lies on her back, Daizee will sit on her tummy.  Daizee will put her face right down next to Rachel’s....they are just the best friends ever.  I think they probably share secrets with each other.  When Rachel goes home, Daizee will sit at the fence and watch the truck leaving until it's out of sight.  She looks so sad but then Rachel is back the next week.

Since Daizee has been here, I've lost another schnauzer, Dodger...Koko is my other mini and she and Daizee have gotten along right from the start.  They play and play all day long.  They are both really pooped by bedtime. 

Koko and Daizee playing in the snow
I'm so glad that I got Daizee because Koko was with the others for 10 years and she really missed each one when they passed.  Daizee has given our house a lot of new energy.  She just goes and goes and goes.  She is such a loving little girl.  She loves to lay her head on my chest and looks up at me with such loving eyes.  What a sweetie she is.  Whoever gave her up didn't know what a terrific little dog they lost.