Foley is a Golden Retriever rescued a few years ago...

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

I'm Baker, Not a Barker

My name is Baker, which, I admit, is a strange name considering I am a beatiful girl. Even though Baker is not the most feminine name, I am quite a girly girl.

I am 10, but you would never know it from the way I act. I like to play fetch (I prefer tennis balls) but I even like to play with the ball as I bring it back. I like to drop it, move it around with my paws, and pick it back up so I can drop it again.

I was with a family but they got divorced and gave me to some friends. Then those people got divorced...I'm ready to find a forever family. And I guess my last family had no idea what a Golden should weigh, because I came into Love a Golden needing to gain 5 or so pounds. (I'm kind of on the skinny side. They thought I was overweight! Jeeze! A girl can't win!) Needless to say, I love the plentiful food around here at my foster home...

Even though I love eating, and even though I am tall enough to easily "counter cruise" or get into the trash can, I don't. I am well mannered, and walk on a leash like a dream.

I am so new to Love a Golden, I am not even on the website yet (but will be in the next week or two). So, if you're interested in me, call 314-963-5232 and leave a message. They'll tell you to fill out an application ( which you can do online.

After all, I've been moved around a couple of times. I'm ready to move again to a permanent place in someone's home...

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Denver...Not Just in Colorado Anymore

          My name is Denver. I'm proof that you don't have to drive all the way to Colorado to find something gorgeous. I'm right St. Louis!

         I'm three years old. I wasn't getting fed, and had to fend for myself. When Love a Golden rescued me earlier this summer, I was very thin. I also stunk. (Hey, I was kept outside all day...What do you expect from me? I would have preferred to keep myself neat and tidy, but no one was interested in brushing me or giving me an occasional bath.)

       Now I am getting good at walking on the leash. I would need a fenced-in yard because when I see a squirrel or a rabbit, my old instincts kick in and I think, 'Dinner time!' and run after "snacks" like those.

      If you want a young, handsome guy like me to join your family, go to Love a Golden.  I would love to find a forever home soon...