Gilbert Jo’s Story

Animal Advocacy, Uncategorized

If you know anything about me, you know that I absolutely love my dog. While I was in college I went through a phase when I couldn’t think about anything other than wanting a dog. I had grown up with dogs all my life and this was my first time not having one, yes I had a dog at home in North Carolina but I was 12 hours away. All I knew at that point was that I wanted a dog with a smushed face, I later learned the correct term is brachycephalic. I initially looked into pugs and english bulldogs both of which had extensive health issues (which is part of the territory in terms of brachycephallic breeds) and neither were very active. While watching Animal Planet one morning I saw a boston terrier and I fell in love. From that point forward  I saw them everywhere! I saw them on television shows, in movies, and around town. I located a breeder in town but they were far too expensive for my college student budget. A local pet store had boston terrier puppies as well but they were just as expensive. The Animal shelter down the street from my apartment (Southern Pines Animal Shelter) occasionally had pure bred dogs so I frequently checked the website and went down there just to see what they available.

One night after I had started to give up looking, my boyfriend at the time showed me the website and they two boston terriers available. One of which had an enlarged blue eye, which we assumed she was blind in that eye. He immediately scrolled past her picture to the other dog who looked adorable, alert, and spunky and said “she’s the one”. The next day we got up early and went down the street to the animal shelter, but another couple had already adopted our dream dog. The kennel tech offered to show us the other dog and we went just to look. But once we got to her run she began to wiggle her whole body and bark happily, I got down on my knees to get a better look at her and I knew immediately it was love at first site.

Her name was Gilbert when we adopted her, and we added Jo because we already intended on naming her Jojo. So the next day we brought home Gilbert-Jo Baggett Evans, she later became Gilbert-Jo Robinson after I got married. Gilbert went through moving out of Ex’s apartment and into my own place, she moved 12 hours away with me, she waited for me to finish basic training and AIT, she was there when I brought home her brothers Gulliver and Micah (only a few weeks apart), she was waiting at home when I returned home as Mrs.Robinson, She was in the car when we drove 26 hours to El Paso, She came back to me when she got lost only days after being there, and she was with me when we returned to North Carolina, and she was waiting for me in a hurricane when we brought home our newest addition Josiah.

There hasn’t been anything that Gilbert and I haven’t been through together. Saying I l love Gilbert is a massive understatement. She’s eaten chargers, my favorite stuffed animal, she’s pooped on the floor, and shes run out of the front door. But there’s nothing that could make me love her and her little quirks anymore.

We adopted Gilbert knowing that she was permanently blind in one eye and that didn’t make me love her any less or feel any differently about her. I just knew that I had to make a commitment to getting that eye removed one day. That day didn’t come for  a long time but it still came too soon. We had began putting money to the side to have it removed shortly after tax season, when her annual appointment was due anyway. but a week before her appointment I woke up to find half of her eye sunken and she was in extreme pain. I called her vet, whom I happen to work with and they saw her and did the procedure the same day. I cried buckets of tears when I brought her in, and it was so hard to leave her even though I knew she would be fine. I couldn’t even go to work that day knowing that my baby was in pain. I had to be there to pick her up and make sure she was ok.

When I picked her up from her procedure she wanted to be back to her normal self. She got up and wiggled her little body because she was so happy to see me, and then she plopped back down because she was still a little drowsy from the anesthesia. Seeing her then was like seeing her for the first time, all over again. Nothing could make me happier at that time than knowing she was ok.

Although shes missing one of her many quirks, she still herself and I still love her. I also love knowing that shes not in any pain and shes comfortable, so much so that shes laying next to me snoring as I write this.


Pug Fostering 🐶

Animal Advocacy

We have a thing for dogs at my house. More specifically the smoosh face variety, the proper term being bachycephalic. We currently own two Boston Terriers: Gilbert a six year old special needs rescue, and Gulliver a three year old. 

Since I’ve decided to homeschool our two year old and finish my degree online, I’ll have more time at home. As well as more time to spend with our dogs! We’ve been talking about getting another dog but I haven’t been completely sold on the idea. I was mulling this thought over a few nights ago when I came a cross a pug rescue in our city, they’re looking fosters! So I talked to my husband about it, after he gave the ok I filled out an application. They review each application and run a background check. Friday morning I received a call from the rescue (it probably took about four days to hear back) they were ecstatic to hear from me and wanted to set up a home visit. So I checked my work schedule and arranged to have them visit on Monday. This gives me enough time to clean (yikes!) and I know everyone can be home during that time. So I wanted to share my preparation process for the home visit, it largely consist of puppy proofing (similar to baby proofing) 

I did my normal cleaning routine:

Cleaning the kitchen, bathroom, living room, and bedrooms. Picking up after our toddler and Bostons. Sweeping, mopping, swiffering(this is key for pet owners), washing dishes, and dusting. 

Then the puppy proofing. Dogs are like small children, they explore the world by putting things in their mouths. So even after cleaning my floors, I checked every nook and cranny for anything that could be lying around. Then I made sure all cords and electrical outletswere out of site or covered. Then I was sure to move any low hanging fruit(easily accessible treats) to higher places or the pantry. I also made sure our baby gates were properly secure, not only do the my keep our toddler safe but they secure our dogs in specific areas. I then replaced our dogs blankets with fresh and clean blankets. 

Although our house is squeaky clean and secure, I made sure to check our doggy door and outside gates. These are places pet owners should always double check, in the event that one of your dogs is an escape artist like Gilbert! I also made sure the yard was poop free and hosed the patio. This a precaution I take after every dogvacay guest as well because we occasionally have some that mark or haven’t been trained not to potty on the patio. This cuts down on the spread of germs. When I clean the patio I use a cap full of bleach and a scoop of detergent or dawn. 

After all of this I felt pretty confident about the state of my house. There was still one more thing to take care of though. I got out our family binder and pulled both Gilbert and Gulliver’s shot record, just to have them readily available in the event that they asked for them! 

Now I feel completely prepared! Hopefully we can all keep the house clean until noon on Monday. Which is no easy feat for any of us.  

I hope this post can eventually help someone else get approved to foster! It’s an amazing thing and I can’t imagine any greater gift for these guys other than adopting! So hopefully I’ll be writing next week to talk about introducing your pet to house guest and acclimating your Foster pet!