WHERE ARE THEY NOW DDR Dog Alum Spotlight : Reilly!
by KATE ROBINSON
I have a real Wheaten Terrier clip on him now, and one of the Mom’s at our horse show said she is a Wheaten Breeder and that he is definitely a full Wheaten. Who knows? We did a DNA test that said Cocker, Mini Pin, & Maltese. No way! I’ll accept the part cocker, but not the other breeds. They say if you laugh out loud every day you will live a long time. Well, Milt & I are going to live forever! We laugh at Bojangles every day! He is just too cute, too funny, too loving, too joyous, etc, etc, etc! He does everything at full speed with total joy. He is the official greeter at our horse shows, and his job is to greet EVERY person and dog that comes on the place! The sleeping picture is what he is like on Monday mornings after a weekend of horse shows at Camelot Riding Club. When he starts snoring, we laugh at that too.


Everybody (and I mean EVERYBODY) loves him. I have tons of friends that would steal him in a heartbeat. He goes to the barn with me everyday and has a very full social life. He ignores the horses, knows to stay out of the arenas, and is very busy keeping an eye on me all day while greeting all the clients as they arrive to ride their horses. We are starting to obedience train him with the thought of maybe making him a therapy dog. He would be a great one (and it would keep Milt busy too).
I should back up a bit to explain how I first saw Mia’s photo on petfinder.com In 2004 I was able to have my own dog, for the first time since my first month in college when my dog was injured and ultimately killed by a car after a neighbor let her out of the yard because she was barking too much. In the years after that, I had traveled a lot for business and for pleasure. I had housemates who had dogs a couple of times, and that’s how I came to know English Cocker Spaniels, in one instance, and fluffy terrier mixes in another. A wonderful cat had found me,chasing me down the road while I was jogging, and shared life with me for 18 years. One cat led to another and then another. Then in 2004 I moved to an apartment that was 3 miles away from work. Finally, it was time for a dog.
My husband and I were originally looking to adopt an English bulldog into our home, which also included a basset hound and a shih tzu. We don’t have kids–our dogs are our children. All of our dogs are rescues, because every homeless dog deserves a good home, and it’s our way of helping, one dog at a time.
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JACKSON by Megan Finley
(Jackson’s actual adoption picture)
Jackson was everything I wanted — a black, male, pit bull mix, and with his one broken ear he was the cutest dog I had ever seen! Fortunately for me Lori Weise the head of Downtown Dog Rescue — and now one of my favorite people — rescued him when he was five months old from the North Central Animal Shelter before he was to be put to sleep. Four months later I came along and adopted him.And at first it wasn’t easy. Within minutes of being in our apartment for the first time Jackson destroyed a table as he tried to attack the cat. And that dog and cat battle raged on for the entire first year (and then some). But with some nerves of steal and a few incidents of projectile pooping (I kid you not — flying cat poop) my husband and I finally got them to come together. Now they can often be found snoozing on the couch together!
(Diego the cat and Jackson)

