Hi

[Myia's Love]

I am a new member. Looking forward to sharing some good stories, good times, with other members !

[citronella]

Hi, welcome to the forum.

[deidra]

Welcome!

[Sophiesmama]

Hi! Tell us all about your labby! Of course we want pictures! Welcome

[cousin kenny]

what up dog ?

[Campfire_Dog]

Hey fellow Canadian,
Welcome to the forum. I am looking forward to photos and stories about Myia. How long have you had her. Did you get her as a puppy??? Stories please.
judy and Jack

[Myia's Love]

Thank you !! Can you help me to learn how I can shows pictures as you do under yout replies please

[kaykay]

welcome! to add a signature picture click on notifications at the top of the page then on the left side it will say edit signature then you can upload a picture there.

[morla]

Hi! Welcome to the forum! I hope you like it here!

[Myia's Love]

wow..I just read all the greetings. So nice. Thanks. I see I have alot to learn on how this works.

Myia's story....
August long weekend, 2009, I went to the casino with friends. This dog was trying to cross the highway. She would get part way across, and have to turn back. A couple hours later, we were leaving, and this dog was still trying to cross. After a long time, a couple hours, I finally got her in the car and took her home. She had no tags, no collar. I had 3 old cats back then, that had never seen a dog, so I put her in my laundry room. The next morning, I woke covered in wood ticks. I checked the dog, and there must have been 100 on her. Big, like grapes. I took her outside and bathed her in cat 'Tick, Flea' shampoo. This dog was really calm, she let me go over her entire body. It took all Saturday checking for ticks. And on Sunday, again I found more, although these were just tiny ones. The big ones were easy to get to, and I think the cat shampoo loosened the the little ones. I did find a perfect tatoo, so on Tuesday morning I called the Winnipeg Humane Society and had to leave a voice message. With no call back, I called again a few days later. I was told that I have Myia. Spayed, vaccines up to date, had a litter of pups, born April 8 2008. I told them to let her owners know I had her and to call me. AND !! now I knew her name...Myia. I no longer had to call her 'dog'. My sister brought me a yard screw thingy, and a collar, and leash.
A week went by, and no call, so I called the Humane Society again. And another week, and another.....
One day is was storming bad, so working just 5 minutes from the house, I whipped home to put Myia in the laundry room.
When I got home I found that Myia had opened the door. I thought "oh no! cat fight! But Myia was laying on the living room floor, and the cats were sleeping in their cat beds. No blood, no fur. If anything happened, it will forever be their secret.
Everyone at work wanted to meet Myia, so I brought her in. And almost everyday after that.
Still no call from the owners, and feeling guilty about chaining her, I began the 6 foot fence and 3 gates. I always intended on doing this anyways, so Myia gave me the push.
Finally, in October, I got a call from a lady. She told me she moved and could not take her dog. I was in shock that she just left this dog.
So a decision needed to be made - take her to the Humane Society or keep her. I called the Humane Society and let them know, and then off to buy Myia's license and change her last name.
She is wonderful !!!!! She donates blood at the Canine Bood Bank, has tried out at St Johns Ambulance Dog Therapy program ( she she is afraid of wheels, so that did not work out) She comes to work with me 98% of the time. Sometimes she goes on play dates at my sisters house, and sometimes I take her home at lunch for a couple hours on the deck.
She loves the outdoors. Sometimes I have to get a blanket and sleep on the lounger because she wont come in the house. We do have a beautiful back yard. Lots of fires under the patio lights.
I lived on the same street for many years. Never knew a neighbour until Myia came. We walk all the time. We love to run in the field, chase ducks in the stinky creek.
I have the best life in the world now. If I rescued Myia, she rescued me right back.

We have since lost Buster, 18 year old cat. But Ebby now head butts Myia for loving, they sleep together on Myia's bed.
Everything has worked out so perfect. Myia is my first dog. She has taught me so much.

So thats Myia's story. I wrote a bit of a novel. I am looking forward to meeting people on this site.

Debbra