Brookline Labrador Retriever Rescue Helping Labs Find Their Fur-Ever Homes
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Maxine was rescued from a shelter at 9 months old. There wasn't
much information to go along with her, except that her surrendering
family divorced and neither party could take her. She spent one month
in the shelter and when her time expired, mercifully, the Rescue was
notified. Knowing Maxine as I do now, I cannot imagine how she even
tolerated living in a run at the shelter. She loves people and other
dogs and always wants to be part of the action. Now that she was
under the watchful eye of the Rescue, they placed her in a Foster
Home, which I still credit with giving her the start she longed for - a
loving family, children and another older Lab companion. That's also
when I entered her life - August 12, 2002. She was just 11 months old
and 78 lbs. of love and joy.
Upon bringing her home, I worried that she would hate having to
adjust to another new place.this being the 4th address in her short
life, but she adapted easily. She brought her favorite toy along-her
rubber chicken -and found many new ones to add to her collection. Her new digs would be her forever home, and I believe she knew
that from the start. Max has enjoyed Obedience Lessons, Agility Classes, trips to the beach and the dog park, walks in the
neighborhood (she's a very social creature and engages everyone she meets), and clowning and romping in her yard. She's a big girl
now. September 25, 2004, she'll be 3 and weighs in at 90 lbs.
Some may say that she is one fortunate pup, but it is I who got lucky this time!
The last time you may have seen Maxine, she was lounging on her
deck doing her impersonation of a wealthy heiress. Since then she
has been struck with a serious case of “Noblesse Oblige” and now
uses her free time more productively.
She has earned her CGC (Canine Good Citizen) Certification from the
AKC, and went on to become a registered therapy dog with “The Bright
& Beautiful Therapy Dogs” organization.
She has been cleared for visits at our local hospital’s Oncology Unit,
and brightens the mood of the place with her mere presence.
We can hardly make our way through the lobby with so many people
wanting to greet her and talk to me about her. And when it’s time to
board the elevator (at first a little scary), she bravely braces herself for
the ride to the 4th floor, knowing full well that praise and treats are
involved in this part of the process! When the doors open, it’s always fun to watch the faces of whoever is waiting there as she exits. I
guess it’s an incongruous sight to see this big black dog in such a place.
The patients and their visitors love having her come by and I believe that she does as much for the staff. She gives them a much
needed break from the very serious business of their day. Some have their own dogs and love swapping dog stories with us.
Max always was a very special dog. She just needed the security of a loving and permanent home in which to blossom. Now as a
therapy dog her circle of love has broadened to encompass others outside our family and friends. She’s so sweet and smart, that it’s
truly impossible for me to believe that someone once thought she was a “throw-away” puppy!
Maybe I should change her name to “Sweet Charity” and doggy dance to: “If they could see me now…they’d never believe it! What a
step up! Holy Cow!”