|We were collectively called the "Sadistic Six": "Bonnie & Clyde", "Antony & Cleo", "Belle Starr" and "Calamity Jane", though we were not sure why. Maybe it had something to do with our sharp little claws when we would jump up on bare human legs. Then again, our razor sharp teeth seemed to get a reaction on ankles, toes and arms! And pulling our foster mom's hair until she screamed "Rogaine" might have had something to do with our nickname.
We were rescued just in time by Save our Setters (SOS). The puppy mill where we were born in Missouri had an insane human who thought it was okay to run over our dad and one of our brothers. My mom and two other siblings got away and were later found.
Our first journey to safety was to Alissa's house in Tennessee. From there "Bonnie" and I went to Florida to stay with Bonnie Foster. Bonnie flew us to California where NorCal Irish Setter Rescue took over. I was starting to wonder why such cute, cuddly pups cannot find a "forever home". Why wasn't anyone keeping me and "Bonnie"?
Our next stop was Barb Peppin's house in California. "Bonnie" and I sure had fun there tormenting her red dog, "Jenna"! We also liked the warm California soil and rearranged much of Barb's backyard. This foster mom was very cool! She just laughed when we were oh so naughty. I still think being called the "Sadistic Six" was a huge exaggeration.
One morning we woke up to great activity. Before we could hide, we were in the van going on an adventure. "Bonnie" and I didn't like car rides back then. Both of us suffered from car sickness for most of the first year. We ended up at a park with a lot of other red dogs and their people. Everyone had to pick us up. One lady in particular seemed to hug tighter and stayed closer all day. A man and she kept joking about names with the "C" sound. Her other boy setters had been "Clancy" and "Casey"; therefore they were saying names like "Kramer" and "Cosmo". Didn't sound Irish to me!
"Bonnie" and I were taking our afternoon nap the next day when that lady showed up at Barb's. Before I knew what happened I was in a truck all by myself. I had never been without "Bonnie" and I wasn't sure I liked it. We drove a long way and it was oh so hot. I thought I must have been really naughty to be separated from my sister, when in fact I was about to begin my new life in my "forever home"! And boy did I score. My new mom and dad already had one red head and a BIG, BIG guy named "Hiku", a Chesapeake Bay retriever.
Well I was 4 months then and I am 21 months now. Even though my mom loves me very much, I have started going through my terrible twos and SHE is pulling out HER OWN HAIR! And this means I am getting called "Cosmo Clyde" a lot! Since I have been here my mom and I go to obedience school, go on walks and runs almost daily and have started on my Junior Hunter. My Junior Hunter adventures are a sore subject with my mom. My sister "Faith Farm Ginger Snap" was quite the star and I'm still not sure why I'm out there. I love chasing the butterflies and playing with the polliwogs, yet that doesn't seem to please mom. Apparently there is HOPE for me because my sister "Clover" (AKA "Bonnie") does quite well in the bird field.
Thanks to all the people involved in getting me to my "forever home". And thanks to all who continue to rescue, foster and have a part in getting us to our "forever homes".