Hi there! I'm Keely and I've been in rescue a few months now. I've been learning how to play with other dogs and how to not wanna eat cats (still working on that one!). I've been living with another NEBCR foster dog - Sir Casey GoodDog - and two other foster brothers.

My foster mom says I'm a pretty little thing with a whole lot of bounce in me. She's right 'cause I sure do like to bounce! She calls me her little pogo stick.

Guess that's all I have to say for now...talk to you later!

~Keely the Brave

Casey Update

Hi All, Sir Casey GoodDog here with an update on my condition. I had my second hip surgery in the beginning of October and I have been healing pretty well. I get daily physical therapy sessions and I look forward to the day I can beat my foster brothers to the frisbee when we play fetch!

Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I personally am thankful that I can run and play with less pain now.

Sincerely,
Sir Casey GoodDog

Sugar

Hi! I'm Sugar. I am camera shy, so there are not too many pictures of me. When I first came to live with my foster mom and dad, Kara and Erich, everything was SO scary. I went outside in a big fenced yard and started meeting my foster brothers and sisters. There were so many of them! The little ones are so quick. I wasn't sure if I'd like them or not. They were all nice to me and I learned that dogs are dogs, no matter what their size.

The first time I was brought inside I was not sure what to make of all of the floors. I did not want to walk on any of them. But it didn't take me long to learn that I got really good treats everytime I took a step. This was going to be good! Now I can walk everywhere! I have even been to frisbee events and pet expos. I love people, especially the kids. I got my first glimpse on Halloween and I couldn't wait for the next ones. I am so gentle. Everytime I see one, I patiently sit at their side until they pet me. And who wouldn't want to pet me??

I had to go to a place called the vet. My mom and dad said they would see me the next day. That place was a little scary. I finally got to go home after a day. I was still so sleepy, but I was feeling better after all my shots and my spay. I got a clean bill of health!

My mom and dad say the hardest thing has been my house training. When I first got here, I would just go anytime and anywhere I had to. I didnt't know. I had lived in a small kennel all my life and was not gven the opportunity to go outside of my kennel. Mom and dad have had lots of patience with me. They put me on a schedule and taught me how to use the dog door. I love that I get to go outside whenever I want! When I can get outside (when mom and dad are home) I am all the way housebroken! If I can't get out I can only hold it for about 4 hours. But that's SO much better then I was doing. I will still go in my crate if left in there for long periods, but I'm never in there that long anymore :)

I love to play! I play with the other dogs, especially Lalo and by myself. I do not really like to play with people... but I'm sure I will learn to like it. But, be careful, I have been known to steal things within my reach and chew them up! Nothing is safe! I have been given lots of chewies so I know what to chew and what not to chew. It's really hard being me, there is so much to learn!

I still have a few habits that I am trying to break, but everything takes time. I still spin and bark when the other dogs are barking in crates, but I am getting better. The other time I bark is when my dinner is more then 15 minutes late. Sometimes I think my mom is going to forget, so I make sure I remind her. I wouldn't want to miss a meal!

Life in Millbrook, NY is pretty good. I have met lots of new people, got lots of new toys, new brothers and sisters, and I got to learn new tricks to keep my mind sharp. There is always something going on here... I hope you keep checking back for updates! I have a lot to say!

Thanksgiving!

Hi!

I am Genny (fka Spice) of the Lucky 7. And on behalf of my six friends from Tennessee, I think we really ARE lucky.

When I arrived at Sugarbush Farm to be taken care of by NEBCR I was a mess. My fur was all matted and sticky, and I felt yucky.

But there were lots of people there who worked really hard to help me feel better.

I love people! I know that if I sit in front of people and give my paw that I will get lots of smiles and pats and even cookies. So I go up to people a lot. But if they move really fast or reach toward my collar, I splat down to the ground really fast. My Mom thinks I learned that in Tennessee because I was afraid, but I don't want to talk about that. I want to talk about good things.

I got the chance to live at Sugarbush with my friends from Tennessee (Meara, Rigel, Andy, Sugar, Scotlund, and Faith) and some red boys and all the border collies that live there permanently or temporarily. I like it there. Lots of volunteers came to help during my first weeks. That is when I met Bekah. For almost a week I lived at the farm with her and her mom in their house-on-wheels. That was fun. Bek is crazy, but she liked having me around.

When I was ready, Bek came back to play with me and introduce me to her Boston Terrier sister, Raechel. We stayed in her house-on-wheels for a week again! Then I got to go home with Bek, so she could be my foster sister. She lives with lots of Boston Terriers-- so they became my foster brothers and sisters, too. With Bek I learned about Boston Terriers; I learned about how fun people and dogs at agility are; I learned about doggy school; I learned about sheepies; and I learned about having Scotties for cousins. I am trying to learn about manners, and my Dad says I am doing well. I sleep very nicely during family nap time!

But most of all I have been learning about how to live in a family.

I love my foster family, and on the day before Thanksgiving I got the wonderful news that I can keep them forever. They are my forever family.

Mom says I am no longer a foster sister. I have been adopted. So it was a very happy Thanksgiving...and I have a lot to be thankful for.

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Andy Update

This is me, Andy, again. The first picture is me after my bath this week. I've finally decided that FD is NOT trying to kill me and I was actually pretty calm for my bath. I guess I am getting used to it. The second picture is me waiting to get back into the house. That is Lady's nose in the corner of the picture. We like to push each other around on the top step! The third thing is a video my FBL (Foster Brother Liam) took of me this morning running around the yard. The voice you hear is my FD (Foster Dad) trying to get me to run around a little bit instead of just heading back into the house.

On Friday, FM and FD took me to Manchester to another dog doctor, Deb Kelloway. She has all sorts of fancy equipment in her office. She did a echocardiogram on me and said my heart looked normal, which I guess means it is heart shaped. Did she think it would be square? She did another EKG on me only this time they gave me some atropine to see what it would do to my heart rate. Wow, did it make me energetic. I thought she was trying to kill me so she had to put me in a crate they had there and then I settled down so she could do her test. So anyway she sent all my test results to a cardiologist and guess what they want to do? MORE TESTS! I am really tired of going to dog doctors.

FM tells me that this week is Thanksgiving and we are going to have some company. FD's mom is coming from Philadelphia and his daughter is coming from Bozeman, Montana. FM's brother is coming and bringing his partner too. I think I'll probably hang out in my crate while this "company" is around. FM tells me that Thanksgiving is time to give thanks for everything we have.

So, here is my list of things I am thankful for:

1. My foster family

2. A warm place to live

3. Lots of good food

4. A yard to run around in and lots of nice walks

FM and FD and FB (Liam) also want to say they are thankful to the HSUS for getting me, Meara, Faith, Scotlund, Sugar, Smokey and Spice out of the puppy mill we were in, to Emily Wu and the Chittendens for taking us in, lice covered and all, and to all the great volunteers in New England Border Collie Rescue, Inc. who transported, bathed, fed, tended to and helped the Lucky 7 get into their foster homes.

Happy Thanksgiving!

so nervous!

Hi everyone, I'm Meara (fka Emily) and also one of the Lucky 7. "meara" means 'full of mirth/happiness' and it's something my foster mom says she hopes I grow into. I'm not sure about that, though...the world and people are really just TOO SCARY! Anyway, she told me that Andy was a brave boy and posted on "the blog", so I think if Andy can do it, maybe I can, too.

I've been at my foster home for a month now, and still prefer to hang out in my Safe Places. Of course, my crate is one of them, but I am growing to like Under the Bed much, much more!

See how comfortable it is in there? I even brought some toys and bones in there to play with, and I can see everything from under there! Foster mom makes me go outside a few times a day, and if I *really* have to potty, I will...but I much prefer to save everything until it won't fit in me anymore...or if she leaves me free in the room and goes away for a few minutes, I will sneak out of my Safe Place and go potty...it's much safer in My Room. Not sure why she calls herself a "dummy" when she finds it, though...she just needs to realize that this is a much better arrangement for me.

I think foster mom doesn't want to hurt me, but I'm still not sure...I am much braver when she's not around. But I DO know that her hands always have yummy treats in them! Every time her hand comes near me, I stick out my nose to find it. And I also don't really scuttle around anymore. Foster mom is very happy with the "Meara steps"...she says something about them being infinitely smaller than "baby steps", but she's just weird that way.

This is me at the Farm, where I lived for 3 weeks before going home with foster mom...there aren't many pictures of me standing up all the way, and foster mom thought it would be nice for people to really see me. Totally overrated. I weigh just under 30lbs, but foster mom says I should probably gain another pound or two. I get to eat raw food here, and I love it!! I clean my bowl every night...foster mom is putting fish oil capsules in my food to help my coat grow back nice and healthy, since it seems that I might have had a litter in my recent past.

Anyway, I guess I don't really have much to say right now...I've got some stuff to figure out...and more importantly, it's suppertime!!