Last week I recieved an email from the local Humane Society asking me if I could adopt a dog, or possibly foster him.
Evidently, when you have one of a certain type of (rarer) breed dog, you become an expert in that breed. At least according to well meaning volunteers. Evidently, the Humane Society (HS) had an adult male Elkhound for the past month and they felt he would do better in a private home. (Wouldn't all dogs do better in a private home than a shelter?)
So I ask about his story, and this is what I found out.
On January 6th he was first spotted by some people at an interscetion of an interstate and a country road. They stopped and gave him some food thinking someone would surely see this dog and pick him up. January 7th rolls around and they again give him some food, this time dog food poored onto the side of the road. The night of January 7th the temp in this are dropped to 10 degrees. January 8th rolls around and again they give him more food, but begin to get worried because the temp is now -5 (not counting windchill factor). Finally, January 9th rolls around and the temp is now -35 so these well meaning feeded, become saviors and coax him into the car and bring him to the HS. The HS workers brush the burrs out of him and name him Grady and put him in a 5x5 kennel. He is let out about 30 minutes each day when his kennel is being cleaned. Everyone I talked to said he kept his kennel very clean, only peeing in one corner when he just couldn't hold it.
Being the sucker I am, I said I'll take a look at him and think about it. Of course, I go down there and he is a great dog. Calm, quiet, passive and just eager to please. Next step is to take Kaja down there to see if they like each other. After all, she is a great judge of character. They get along fairly well, once she 'explained' to him that nose under hind end to pick her up was not ok.
So, I go home and think about it. I don't want another dog. I have enough fur floating around the house, but this was such a good dog. So I relent and say, yes I will foster him until we can find him a good home.
I brought him home yesterday before th Super Bowl. So there was a bunch of people here last night and he was the model gentleman. Sitting quietly until someone would pet him, and then just melting into their lap. It is very evident that he is a people dog. We have determined that he knows the following commands: sit, stay, down, come, heel, speak, and roll over. Someone obviously spent some time with this guy.
Here is a picture of him at my house.

I need to do some more brushing of him as he is a little dirty and matted, but he is just a gentle big lover. I have no doubt that he will make someone a great dog. If I was in the market for another it would be him for sure.
Now, I am left wondering how he came to be at that intersection. Was he a simply stray? Was he dumped there by someone that didn't want him/ couldn't care for him any longer? I don't know, nor will I probably ever know. I do know that many dogs as a result of the economy are being shuttled off to shelters all over America. They are one of the faceless groups that are also being affected by this. If he was dumped I am disappointed because he is sucha good dog and didn't do anything wrong to deserve this.
Hopefully we can find him a good home soon so he can share all this love he has inside of him. Until then, I am looking forward to those 6 AM barks at the door demanding he be let out... yeah, that was fun! :-)