KT Badger

I never actually had a chance to write a blog post about KT, but she was one of the most fun fosters I’ve had. We did a lot of learning together, and she is such a doll!

Everyone I met when I had her would say, “Awe…how cute! She looks like a little honey badger.”  So I made it an official part of her name. KT came to the rescue at 7 months old with her 1 year old mother {the things people allow sometimes makes me sick…no one year old dog should have puppies!} This poor girl’s body was still revealing of the strain an early pregnancy had caused. They had apparently been picked up as strays in the woods near Oroville, and KT was completely feral. imageThe entirety of her first adoption event, she spent cowered in the back of the crate. We had one couple extremely interested in her, and they would’ve probably been just fine with her, but we decided that we wanted to give her a week to open up and become more familiar with people before we adopted her out willy nilly. We did not even allow people to bring her out on a slip lead because she was so unfamiliar with having a device around her neck, that she would flail and scream at the end of the line. I experienced this for myself when I attempted to bring her to my car after the event on a slip lead, and only made it 3 feet.

I had been given another fear stricken dog, and as usual was terrified of making matters worse. I constantly have to remind myself that there is no such thing as too slow with a fearful dog. Patience and calm assertiveness are the most valuable tools I have.

I brought KT home to my apartment, and discovered that once again I had been given a dog that had no clue about scary apartment steps, and had to carry her up. Thankfully she was not as large as Spotasaurus, and she was easy to lift.

KT was one of the dirtiest dogs I’ve fostered. The water turned black, and I found myself washing her twice and scrubbing her down with a kong zoom-groom brush. image Once KT was settled in and familiar with Big D and the rest of the home, we set out on our first adventure. It was a very short adventure…just enough to become familiar with the concept of stairs and leashes.

It took the little girl about 20 minutes to make it down the scary apartment steps, but she did it with many treats and rewards. Once we made it to the bottom of the steps she was pretty familiar with the harness and leash, and was okay with walking like a civilized dog unless she saw the leash out of the corner of her eye or felt it tug on her harness.imageHere is a video clip of KT’s first walk on the leash. I’d say she did pretty well considering a couple hours before I shot this she was choking herself and spazing out on the end of a slip lead.

This is KT walking well on the leash. Several times she would stop and whine as if she didn’t know what to do. I would kneel down on the ground and coax her into a walk (she loves to be pet) with my fingers wiggling and a sweet voice to reassure her that it was okay to move.20140620-133404-48844403.jpgWhen I picked her up after her spay she was full of whimpers and whines, and would not let me leave her side. Any time I walked away she would just stand frozen in one spot and let out such a sweet little whimper that I could not resist going back to comfort her.

imageThis little girl gave me a big surprise when I took her to the dog park just a couple days after bringing her home. We entered the gate, and off she went! She was not running away from me, but running to the nearest person. I was completely shocked. She made the fastest turn-around I’ve seen yet in any of my fearful foster dogs. She could not get enough of people, and I found myself watching her closely to make sure she didn’t go home with any strangers. Of course every person she met loved her instantly.

KT went home with a family before her next adoption event even started. They were a sweet older couple who had just lost their dog. Very hippyish which is just my style as many of you know. The woman paid me a compliment that I will never forget. She said, “You know, people who abuse dogs will serve in the worst kind of hell at the end of their lives for doing such horrific things to the innocent creatures, but that means you will be rewarded 10 fold because you have given of yourself to bring healing and recovering to them. God bless you for what you do.” It was all I could do to not break down in tears right there.

I wasn’t able to stay for the whole adoption event and send KT Badger on her way home, but the couple who adopted her left me a very cute Christmas card with a photo of their former dog on the front wearing goggles and hanging his head out the car window. This family is probably my favorite so far, and I cannot wait to hear a new update from them on how my KT girl is doing.



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