So the little dog is now staying at Kamikaze's vet downtown. I really like the vet, and knew he was a good guy when he let me feed a litter of kittens with an eye-dropper last spring. He'd found the kittens under a car near his animal hospital. The local pet store where Wonder Dog had been staying is owned by a guy I'm not terribly fond of. He would have no problem putting little Wonder Dog back out on the street. He seemed so put out at having to board the dog in the first place. So, I'm very happy that my little friend is being well cared for at my friendly vet's animal hospital. I'm still looking for someone to adopt him permanently, and the nice lady Vet Assistant assured me that they'll be searching for a home for him as well.
Before I picked Wonder Dog up from the pet store I asked that they give him a wash and a groom. My boss and the pet store guy told me not to bother, it was expensive (20 bucks, which I don't think is too bad) but I figured he should look neat and clean for prospective parents. He smelled so good when they brought him out to me. I bought him a silly little outfit to keep him warm and a nice leash and took him out for an hour long walk around town before we took the bus downtown.
People who would have recoiled at Wonder Dog's appearance (and smell) when I found him all dirty and wet a few days ago were coming up to him and petting his lovely soft fur and exclaiming how pretty and cute he is. He's excellent on a leash and looked like a spunky little mop with his pouffy tail up in the air walking alongside me. If I went to pick him up suddenly he got quite startled and would leap out of the way, which makes me think that perhaps someone had been hitting him before. On the bus he curled up in my arms and watched the view through the window. Occassionally he'd turn his head around to check out the other people on the bus or to give me some kisses. He really seems to like little kids especially.
He's still a puppy, pretty much. The vet estimates he's not much more than a year old. He's not neutered yet, and the Vet Assistant leaned over and confided, "Did you know he only has one ball?" The other one's not descended, so he'll need a little operation to correct that. The vet is going to test him to make sure he's all healthy. The fact that he's young is going to bode well for finding him a nice home.
And it certainly doesn't hurt that he's cute cute cute.
I thought about calling him "One Ball" but decided instead to name him "Wonder."
Because he's Wonderful.
Thank you to Kevin for the shout-out, and to Nomad and Sher for the support. If you are in Korea and think you or anyone you know could include this lovely Wonder Dog in your lives, please do let me know.
I'd really love to have this dog myself.
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