Dorothy Rosebud left us months ago, due to her phobias of the momma cat and Honey's playful puppyhood, that both left her trembling in fear. And crying out. Sometimes, she would get a glimpse of Honey and start shrieking. That squeaky toy noise got Honey's attention and she would run right at the tiny, little girl. Then, poor Dorothy would hide in her cubby hole under the stairs for 8-10 hours, not coming out even to potty.
She was terrified of life on the farm.
My pal, Beth offered to take her in and love her. Beth and Jeff did love her, but due to a problem that developed with her brother Button, one of Beth's other dogs, little Dorothy Rosebud had to leave their home.
At first, I was afraid I was in for more heartbreak. That Dorothy would be too scared to be here with us. I made a call to another friend who could care for her.
But while this little girl was away, she developed some confidence. Honey grew up, and is more under control. The momma cat's kittens no longer needed her protection. Things felt a tad bit safer here for a tiny dog. No one was picking on her.
She's been back in my arms for a week now and I am thrilled that we kept her. And grateful that Beth kept her safe til it was time to come home.