Elvis Holling

THE KING HAS GONE TO LIVE WITH THE PRINCE (9.2.2020)

The wonderful day came and Elvis left the building or, to be exact, his wonderful foster home with his new brother Rupert (once called Prince). How cool is that?

His foster brothers and sister were very sad but Elvis was raring to go.

EARLY HISTORY

Elvis arrived as a 5mth old Goldie Cross puppy. He was fostered and assessed with children and other dogs in Norfolk

UPDATE 31.1.2020

In ALWAYS ROOM FOR ONE MORE  Foster Brother Barnaby reported … EEEK! We’ve had the brilliantest of brilliant times with our little Elvis! He’s learnt so so much in the two weeks he’s been living with us! Yippee! And we’ve had so so much fun. He’s learnt to play on the beach, and to run in fields. He’s learnt to sniff and snuffle and that wet grass and rain won’t hurt him. He’s nearly stopped leaking in the house, he’s learnt to sit nicely in cafes. He’s learnt to wait for his dinner and learnt that life is lots and lots of fun! Whoop!

But Elvis is almost ready to meet his forever family now. Grin. Mum has filled in her sheets and talked to the adoption team and told them all about him and so family finding for Elvis is starting …. and lots and lots of humans think that’s going to be the start of a bad, sad time for us Wright’s.
But we dogs who do fostering don’t have broken hearts when our foster brother and sisters find their forever families. Grin. Our hearts are smiling. Smiling with the biggest smile ever. Whoop!

We have broken hearts for the dogs that are still waiting for someone to rescue them …. Sob. We all feel so sad and want to help them have the fantastically fabulous life that all our IRR humans give us dogs.

Mum first showed us a video of Elvis before Christmas time had started properly. We had our heaty hot fiery thing lit and our presents waiting under our sparkly inside tree. We had just got back from a walk on the beach with the Gibson gang and even had sausages in the cafe.

We saw Baby Elvis in a pen with lots of other puppies. He was in the pound, he was smiling and playing but didn’t have a human of his own. He didn’t have anything of his own. Sob. He was just another puppy waiting to start his journey to happy.

But Mum said IRR had said “yes, we will find him a forever family” and then she said he was going to be coming to stay with us when he was ready to travel. hurrrah!

So we decided we would save our under tree presents to give to him when he got here after everyone else had opened theirs. That made us feel specialer than special and even more so when we met him. Eeek!

Because we don’t think Elvis had lived in a house before, sob. He hadn’t snuggled up on a humans lap, or sat on a sofa. Sob. He didn’t understand windows or doors or even the heaty fiery thing. He hadn’t had anything of his very own until IRR gave him his blanket. Smile. Mum put it in the car when dad went to meet him and bring him home. Now mum wraps him up in it and snuggles him. Elvis likes it. Smile. And mum does too. Swoon.

We all snuggle him and tell him how special he is. We talk to him all the time. And everything we show him and tell him makes him hold his head up a little bit more. And makes his smile get a little bit bigger. Whoop! And his bounce get a bit bouncier. Hurrah! And although we know that he’s not going to be our brother for very long it makes us all smile as well. Sigh!

FOSTERING

Mum gets teary. And smiley. Gulp. Every time our foster dogs look up at her. And they soon do that a lot. They just look … They look up and they learn to trust again and sometimes learn for the first time ever that they are loveable and people do love them and won’t hurt them ever again … and when they know that our job is done. Yippee! And it’s someone else’s turn to get that look and to give our foster brothers and sisters the happiest of happy ever afters.

Because fostering isn’t about the goodbye. Fostering is about the dogs that are waiting. It is about the dog that is just waiting, maybe they’re walking round a town on their own frightened and hungry, or waiting in kennels wishing they were free, maybe they’re living on a chain or in a yard or locked in a barn having lots and lots of babies. Sometimes our dogs are waiting with people who love them dearly and are really really sad that they can’t look after them any more and ask for IRRs help to find them new forever humans. Those dogs are the dogs we cry for and the ones who make us sadder than sad. Sob.

Our goodbyes are always someone’s hello and many of you have felt that hello …. Biggest grin! Its a very special hello and all us fosterers are more than honoured to share that joy, the delight from humans and dogs when new families meet each other for the first time. Yippee! And double yippee!

Please get in touch with mum (LOUISE) or AUNTIE JACKIE if you can open your home and heart to fostering one of our dogs waiting in Ireland