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Dakota gets his 3rd chance at age 9

Lazy or loyal? You decide.


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Shari here, taking the wheel from Dakota for a minute. This is what we come home to whenever we’ve been out. Every single time. Dakota can be a royal PITA at times with his quirks and fears and oddities, but when I come home and this is the first thing I see it can almost bring tears to my eyes. 

Well, when they stopped the car and brought me into the car and into their lives, I wanted to do something in return. I can’t do much but I can watch. I can wait. I can let them know that the most important thing to me is when they open that door and come back. That’s all.










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19 Comments to

“Lazy or loyal? You decide.”

  1. July 1st, 2012 at 12:24 pm      Reply etgayle Says:

    a defender of home and family, as dedicated as any marine defending his country. dakota, we salute you!!!

    charon & spirit gayle

  2. July 1st, 2012 at 12:31 pm      Reply samson007 Says:

    Hey DDawg- Dont you get enough attention without getting your mom all mushy gushy by waiting by the entry for her to get home. Lazy? Nope. Loyal? Nope. Me thinks you are a smart one and know how to keep them wrapped around your paw-now they will do even MORE for you and give you more treats and get all teary eyed and make googoo sounds at you. Geesh. Gack. You probably have even perfected the head cocked to one side look for extra effect!
    Miss Perdy Monkeybutt Extraordinaire.
    BTW: How Ms Evelyn doing in skool? I am in remedial class. Week one- dad told me to sit. And I did. And then he had to clean it up. Week two- I kinda got the idea that sit means butt checks on the ground instead of, well you know. But then I went after the instructors melonhead dog or malinois or something. I guess I am labeled “doesnt play well with others” cause I am in a class by myself until I am “under control”….of course all monkeybutts are in a class by themselves. Please tell her MB Perdy said hello and I hope she is doing well.

    • July 6th, 2012 at 10:45 pm      Reply Dakota Dawg Says:

      Ok, I’ve been busy but I need to answer your delightfully intelligent questions. Evelyn has not gone for her train ride yet. The hairless bipawd arrived early and the whole family have been rather preoccupied. I have not met the bipawd yet and doubt that it’s anything worth getting out of bed early for. Once things settle down, though, Evelyn’s train will arrive.

      I’m sure you will decide whether or not it’s worth it to play well with others. There are certainly tradeoffs. You could decide to suddenly do really well and make them all think you are some kind of prodigy. That might get you some delightful rewards. On the other hand, there is your reputation to consider. One must never casually discard one’s reputation for being a real turd. There can be true benefits. Consider carefully and choose wisely.

      Love, Dakota

  3. July 1st, 2012 at 12:48 pm      Reply cometdog Says:

    Oh, DDawg, between your mommy’s post and the fact you caught me by surprise looking so much like Comet in the pose, I got teary-eyed!

    DDawg, I love quirks, fears and oddities! Which means I love you!

    • July 6th, 2012 at 10:46 pm      Reply Dakota Dawg Says:

      Oh I’m sure you would appreciate all my weirdness. You know, though, that all the carpet cleaning I do means I poop out fuzzballs, right?

      Love, Dakota

  4. July 1st, 2012 at 12:49 pm      Reply cometdog Says:

    See what I mean:

  5. July 1st, 2012 at 1:14 pm      Reply riosmom Says:

    Oh, D-Dawg,

    I wish I could come home to my loyal friend waiting for me… My “loyal” friends are usually sacked out on the couch or the bed and burglars could come and steal everything I own, and they’d probably sleep right through it. Lazy beasts, those monkey dogs…

    Rio’s momma, Micki

    • July 6th, 2012 at 10:50 pm      Reply Dakota Dawg Says:

      Micki, I know you would give anything to have Rio meeting you at the door. I’m so sorry she isn’t there. We don’t live long lives, but we live our lives with a fierce intensity of love and loyalty. One reason you loved Rio so was because she burned brightly for a shorter time. The shorter the fuse, the brighter the flame. I for one appreciate the depth of your love for her. Any dog would count himself lucky to be part of your pack.

      Love, Dakota

  6. July 1st, 2012 at 2:22 pm      Reply Kathy L Says:

    I got teary eyed too. He’s a keeper that’s for sure!

    • July 6th, 2012 at 10:52 pm      Reply Dakota Dawg Says:

      Thank you! I think I’ll keep the bipawds around, too. The Woman throws together some fairly decent stuff in the kitchen. And (here’s the funny thing) I poop and they clean up after me. Amazing.

      Love, Dakota

  7. July 1st, 2012 at 4:06 pm      Reply AngelAbbysMom Says:

    We vote Loyal! What a sweet boy! He loves his pack!!

    Rita is always right at the door waiting for me when I get home too. I wonder where she hangs out when we are gone, but I don’t know because she’s always right there at the door. So sweet!

    Nothing like a lovely greeting from your pup. 🙂

    • July 6th, 2012 at 10:53 pm      Reply Dakota Dawg Says:

      I know what Rita does but I can’t tell. It would violate the Canine Privacy Act that you probably don’t know about. If you don’t know what she does, it means she’s hiding all the evidence really well.

      Love, Dakota

  8. July 1st, 2012 at 6:19 pm      Reply zeuspod Says:

    Oh gosh, look at the smile on that face! I say loyal!

  9. July 2nd, 2012 at 12:27 am      Reply bruiserbruno Says:

    How adorable!would definitely melt my heart every time. Keep being a charmer.

    Your friend,
    Bruno& Maricela

  10. July 6th, 2012 at 10:24 pm      Reply Lucys Mom Says:

    Aww so LOYAL! You go D-Dawg!

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What came before

Dakota is our Golden Retriever mix, and he was likely born in February 2002. His full name is South Dakota Watson, and we found him on Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota in August 2002. The area we discovered him had no homes, no structures, no bodies of water, no shelter. He had his permanent teeth but was still a puppy, so we assumed 6 months was a reasonable age guesstimate. He weighed 12 pounds, which was grossly underweight. Two weeks later, he weighed 23 pounds. He was too weak to eat much so we fed him 6 times a day. Sometimes he would just collapse at his food dish and fall down, and I would have to feed him by hand.

I wish Dakota could write this page because he is the only one who knows the beginning. From his birth until the day we found him, we have no idea what he endured. Well, that’s not entirely true. We know some of it, and other bits we can infer from his behavior. For instance, we know for a fact that Dakota was suffering from malnutrition, sarcoptic mange, assorted internal parasites, flea anemia, dehydration and dental enamel hypoplasia (pitting and staining of the teeth commonly resulting from distemper as a puppy before the teeth emerge). We can infer that Dakota had distemper from the hypoplasia. We can infer that he was deliberately dumped. And we can infer that a man in a baseball cap wearing sunglasses hit him with some kind of stick and chased him off with a hose. Dakota has problems with all of those things.

Dakota has every reason in the world to hate people, but he doesn’t. He’s very mistrustful of strangers, but he is beyond loyal to his family. Once he meets someone and gets the ok from us, he opens his heart to them, too. He is very attached to me, probably because he was isolated (due to the mange) for the first 11 weeks we had him. He had nice digs set up for him in our house, but he could only look at our other 2 dogs and not touch them. I was the one providing all his care during that time, as we found out the hard way that mange can be transfered to humans. To protect our young son, no one but me played with Dakota during those 11 weeks.

Because we feel pretty sure that Dakota survived distemper, and he survived being abandoned, surviving cancer should be no biggie for him.

We know Dakota’s cancer is not an osteosarcoma, and his chest films were clear, one month apart. We are very optimistic about his long-term prognosis in light of those facts. Hopefully we have several more years with him and he will grow old with us, just as he should.

Right after we got home with Dakota, all 12 pounds of him.

Eyes swollen shut, ragged ears, and just as calm as could be.