lines by er-reanimator
colored by skybug I brought Abigail home today, the poor girl, I can't even get her out of the car. I parked in the garage and closed the big door so that I could leave the car door open. I don't want to force her, she's probably been through enough of that in her lifetime already. Every so often I go out and check on her, I'd stay out there with her but she doesn't seem to appreciate my presence. I don't know what to do. I thought bringing home a rescue would help, not hurt them. I'm gonna take a logging break and go back out to the car and check on her.
- - - - - Nothing. She cowards at my every move. I want her to know that I'm here for her. I want her to understand that not all humans are bad, but I suppose these things will take more than a few hours. I took Abi a bowl of food and water and placed them on the back floor boards. I had them ready in the house, but I can see that she'll probably be spending the night there. I also took her out Chester's blanket thinking maybe the scent of another dog would peak her curiosity. Oh, right, Chester is my Panda Shepherd, he is two years old and is super sweet and loyal. He's in a program to become a K-9 unit so he lives with my brother, his handler, most of the time. That's another reason why I wanted to rescue the beautiful canine in my car, it's weird not having my boy here with me. Well, it's getting late, I'll go check on her one more time before heading off to bed.
Day 2- I woke up this morning to no surprise, Abigail is still in the back seat of my vehicle. Though she was curled up snuggling with Ches's blanket, which to me was progress. Her water bowl was empty and up right so she was drinking at some point in the night; however, her food bowl remains untouched. I refilled the empty bowl with water and put it back of the nearest floor board. As I did this she retreated as far back as she could, her blue eyes still full of fear. My heart sank as I watched the scene before me unfold. Leaving her be I went back into the house to get some stuff done.
- - - - -A couple hours later I returned to the garage. She must not have heard me approach as she was still sleeping peacefully when I got to the door. I wanted so bad to touch her soft coat but I knew that would only freak her out. Checking her supplies I noticed that some of her food was gone, not much, but enough to know that she was eating something at least. Backing away slowly I knocked over a broom and woke her anyways. It wasn't my proudest moment. Instantly she raised the fur on the back of her neck and sank as low to the seat as she could. I gave her a smile and spoke to her in a soft tone. "Hey Abigail." Her ears started to stand up a little at the sound of her name. She didn't even flinch though. Looking behind myself I finished retreating back to the house, careful not to make anymore loud noises.
- - - - -As I started to drift off to sleep late tonight, I remembered about the canine taking up my garage space. I knew I'd have to get her out because I'd have to go to work the day after tomorrow. I sighed wondering what I'd gotten myself into. I couldn't just give up and take her back, then what would her perspective of humans be? Slowly I stood and walked back into the garage. This time I had woken her up and she still scurried off to the farthest corner she could find, but the fear wasn't as clear in her eyes. Like she believed I might actually be there for her own good. Slowly I reached down and picked up both metal bowls, both empty. Leaving, I returned shortly after with the once more full containers. Glancing at my hands, Abi looked like she almost appreciated what I'd done. Or maybe I'm just going crazy. Either way, she was eating and she was starting to warm up to me. I went to bed hoping she'd come out tomorrow.
lines by snow-body
colored by skybug After getting out of bed I went down to see how Abigail was doing. I started to panic as the blur of fluff was not in the car. I could feel my heart pumping as I began my search, calling out her name. I tried to stay calm and allow the gentleness to flow through my voice, I still didn't want to scare her. She was no longer camping out in the garage, so I ventured back to the house. Snapping my fingers and repeating her name. I finally found her in my living room, curled up in the corner by the couch. Sighing with relief I took a step closer. She didn't like that. Bolting upright, Abi returned to her regular defensive position. At this point I was just glad she was in the house. I went out to the car to collect the food bowls and Chester's blanket. Now that I had gotten her in the house, I had to get her to like me.... this should be fun.
