One Year Ago

Last February 6, a sad nine year old corgi came to my house to be fostered. I found out about him either on Corgi-L or the corgi rescue list, I can't recall which one right now. The woman was moving to Costa Rica and had placed an ad on Craigslist that she wanted to find him a new home. He supposedly did not get along with other dogs and was extremely obese. He was also living in an area well known for dog fighting and when the woman was alerted that an ad for a small free dog could ultimately lead him to be put in a fighting ring as a bait dog, she looked for an alternative to giving him away.

I contacted her, as I was very concerned about what would happen to him, even though she lived in NJ, which isn't covered by Potomac rescue, he came into our program anyway. She brought him to our home and I was horrified at how fat he was - 60 lbs to be exact.

Tyler at his arrival in February 2010, weighing 60 lbs

She said she loved him so much, but loved her new fiancé more and they were going to live in his home country so something needed to be done with "Tyson" I would have kept the corgi instead of the fiancé, but that's just me.

She had him since he was 10 weeks old and he she would check and see how he was doing, wanted to know where he ended up, yadda, yadda, yadda. She walked out the door and I haven't heard from her since.

Fast forward a year later, and Tyler (hated the name Tyson) is a failed foster! MDH and I had just lost our oldest corgi the month before Tyler arrived, so there was a permenant spot in our rotation. We really were going to let him be placed in a new home, but as the months went by, we just couldn't do it.

Tyler a year later, now down to 38 lbs

Looking back, I think Tyler was depressed at first, but now he is our own little goofball. While he's not exactly svelte, he is down to 38 lbs and could stand to lose another 8 to 10 pounds.

He runs around the farm like crazy, doesn't hear very well, unless food is involved and gets along very well with the other critters, canine, feline and equine alike. And he talks to us every day. He is not depressed anymore and we love him like crazy.

So for those who wonder about adopting an older corgi - go for it - you won't know who's getting the better end of the deal.

Happy Gotcha Day, Tyler Boo.
Diane Maniscalco
Quakertown, Pennsylvania