Yes, so far our attempts to thwart are going quite well. One thing we've got going for us is that the rescue lady is sooooo busy that she keeps forgetting about us. She's a one-woman rescue group and keeps getting waaay more dogs than she can place. I know she's got over 20 at the moment. She's even messed up Tigger's bio on pet finder and has neglected to note that Tigger only has three legs. I'm sure that will come as a surprise to anyone wanting to adopt...  Plus, Tigger hasn't been fixed yet and all of the dogs she places has to be fixed before they're placed. The way I estimate it, Tigger's sure to be here for years... LOL

Call me a bad mommy, but I'd almost rather get rid of my 4-legged dog and keep Tigger...  Dakota is ...weird.

Even if Tigger finds another home, I've decided I'll stick around here. There's lots to learn and good people to hang out with. And I suspect that Kris will feel so bad about the whole thing, that I'll get a trip to Disney World out of it. LOL.

Bev & Tigger

So far so good. In fact, Tigger is a prime participant in her own sabotage attempts. She has endeared herself to Kris… and Kris's 14-yr-old wolf-hybrid, Kodiak. I've caught Kris cuddling Tigger in his lap and kissing her on her head. OH! And at dinner time, Kris has taught Tigger to run into her crate and wait for her food dish to appear by his catchy new phrase, “To the Bat Cave!” (At which time Tigger sprints like she's on fire!)

As for Tigger and the wolf… she's one brave little girl. She harasses poor Kodiak relentlessly…  licking his chin, ears, “grumbling” at him. Normally Kodiak would never put up with that kind of behavior from any dog, but despite his scoldings of her, he let's her take food out of his mouth (her entire head fits in his mouth and yet he's never let a tooth touch her), lets her groom him, and he refuses to go to bed until she comes in to sleep next to him. Did I mention she's learned almost everything she knows from watching Kodiak? Her latest trick is that she can stand up and “knock” on the door to be let in or out.

When we're out walking the dogs, Kris will sometimes take Tigger from me and they'll go for a run. She gets so happy; she doesn't run ahead of him, but run's beside him and gazes up at him the entire time.

I do my little part at planting the seeds. “Kodiak's so attached to her…  he'll be heart-broken if someone adopts her.”

Kris will attempt to scold her (like when she tried to run out the dog door with the spatula) and he just can't keep from laughing.

And this very moment he's “accidently” dropping popcorn on the floor for her. Riiiiiight.

We're winning.

Bev & Tigger

P.S.

Tigger and I overheard Kris on the phone the night before last telling a friend that if she's here much longer we'll keep her.

Did I mention we're winning?