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told you when I grew back my hair I would be the most
handsomest retired goose dog around and you can see
by my latest picture just how handsome I am! You can
also see how slim and trim I am now. I was 71 pounds
when I left Long Island in February. I am now about
50 pounds. Now that I have taken off all that extra
weight, I feel better and get around much better than
I did when I first arrived. In fact, I can now jump
up on the sofa to hang out. I like to trot around
and check things out when I am outside and come running
when my foster mom calls me. I am no longer on any
medications either, just a supplement to keep my joints
I spent my life as a goose dog chasing away the geese
from the parks, and when I arrived at my foster home,
I worked very hard at trying to chase away the little
geese (okay ducks). But I understand now that they
"belong" there and I can be loose in the back yard
with them and I don't pay any attention to them.
latest and greatest thing here is my foster mom brought
home some new friends and I just LOVE them! You can
see them in the picture with me, the two white things
they call sheep. I am so excited because my foster
mom let me work them. She must have been happy with
what I did, because she told me I was a good boy and
gave me lots of pats and a good belly rub when I was
As much as I love working, I am also very happy to
lay down in the living room and rest while my foster
mom watches TV or reads. I will follow her to the
kitchen and lay down patiently while she cooks or
fixes my food too. My foster mom's grandkids came
to visit, and that was fun because they gave me lots
of petting and belly rubs and told me what a nice
boy I was.
I just turned 11 years old in May, but don't let
that scare you. I still have some good years left
and as they say . . . you're only as old as you feel
. . . and I am feeling pretty darn good!!! I promise
you if you adopt me, you will not be sorry for even
one minute. I will be so loyal and your best friend
through thick and thin.
Hi, my name is Jessie. I was a goose dog. No, silly, I'm
not a GOOSE. I'm a DOG! I spent my life working as a goose
dog at a park on Long Island. You see, geese make an awful
mess at parks, golf courses and such. So to keep the parks
sparkly clean, they got me to chase the geese away. They
decided to retire me, so a nice lady picked me up and got
me brought to upstate New York. Boy, it's sure a lot colder
in upstate New York than it was on Long Island (brrrr).
When I got to my foster mom's house though, I was fine.
I voluntarily jumped right out of her van, walked around
a bit and then followed her inside the house like I had
lived there all my life.
here is pretty good. I have 4 foster sisters and 1 foster
brother. They are all nice, well except the little squirt.
She thinks her stuff don't stink (if you know what I mean).
But that's her problem, not mine. I get along with all my
foster siblings. They look a little strange though because
they don't have tails. My foster mom said they are Aussies
and they aren't supposed to have tails. I'm a Border Collie,
I think all dogs should have tails!
The other fun thing about living here is that there are
16 small geese outside in a pen. My foster mom calls them
ducks. I try hard every day to chase them away for her,
but they won't leave. But that's okay, I'll keep trying
to get rid of them for her. I'm starting to get some muscles
built up from working at trying to get those darn ducks
to fly away. I don't get it. All the geese at the park on
Long Island flew away when I chased them.
I love kids, because there were a lot of kids at the park
where I used to live and they fed me lots of treats. But
I am older now and have some arthritis, so it's probably
best if I find a home with older children. I am very well
behaved in the house and just enjoy being in the same room
as my foster mom.
THE NEW AND
The other good thing about this place is the food! It's
like a 5-star restaurant here. My foster mom feeds me fresh
raw food. The only problem is that I wish she served bigger
portions. You see they let me eat as much as I wanted when
I lived in Long Island. My foster mom says that was a bad
thing, because I weighed 71 pounds! She tells me "Sorry,
Jessie, but you're in boot camp now and some day you will
thank me". We'll just have to wait and see about that.
I just went to my latest appointment with the vet and I
now weigh 57.8 pounds! Both my foster mom and the vet were
very excited about that.
When I first got here, it was hard for me to get up and
down the stairs and get up off the floor after I laid down.
I even had a hard time turning around in the hallway without
falling down. Now I go up and down the back stairs (well,
okay there are only 3 of them) with no problem and can get
up from the floor without help. And I can handle those hallways
now with no problem. Also, this food makes my hair very
soft and shiny. They shaved all my hair off at the park.
But it's growing back in and soon I will be the most handsomest
retired goose dog around!
Even though I am a more mature male, I still have some
good years left in me! My foster mom tells me I am just
the sweetest boy. I love everyone. If you can open you home
and heart to me, you won't regret it for one second!
Jessie is being fostered in southern Maine.
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