Nellie plays in her first snowfall in Willow, Alaska, October 2023
We are pretty sure this Northern California girldog has never seen anything like it.
The white stuff rained down from the sky last week, surprising all of us. “What? Already?” we thought. All of us woke up to see a wintery wonderland in our yard.
Nellie was curious, and with her best brave German Shepherd attitude, went out on our deck to investigate.
She LOVES the stuff! Only thing is, she tried eating it up too. Mouthfuls of it!
We remembered how Wyatt Ray did that when he saw snow. Well, he pretty much thought anything was edible. Once we took him to the Pacific Coast and he wouldn’t stop eating sand. He started shoveling tons of it into his mouth and pooped sand for weeks!
We hope Nellie is more discerning. And we also hope the snow doesn’t pose too much of a problem for her wonky leg and arthritis. That’s something we will keep a close eye on this winter.
She had a blast though, and so did we. There’s nothing like seeing a dog’s reaction to snow, especially when they’ve probably never seen it before.
The snow stuck long enough to toss a few snowballs around. But it disappeared by the end of the afternoon. I can’t say we were sad about that.
Nellie was bummed though, she wanted more playtime in the white stuff.
Don’t worry Nellie, there is plenty more where that came from. Just you wait little Snow Princess!
Nellie’s blog has been a long-time in the works, but now that I’m sitting here doing it, I’m not sure where to begin. There’s a lot to say, but I’ll just start by saying how madly in love we are with this very sweet rescue pup.
Found wandering the mean streets of San Jose with a bloody paw and wonky leg, she was 48 hours from being euthanized when I saw her shelter profile. Nellie was such a trainwreck she didn’t even make it onto the list of adoptable animals. Fifteen pounds overweight and with a bum leg, her prospects of getting adopted were slim to none. Shelters are bursting at the seams these days with younger, smaller, more “adoptable” dogs, so she had little chance of ever making it out.
But when I saw her holding that leg up, I knew we had to go get her. It wasn’t because she reminded me of Jerry. Or that I’m a sucker for pointy eared dogs. It was just something about her that called out to me. I’m fortunate that Jim also saw something in her eyes too. This video helped.
Maybe it was her gentle demeanor, but with an occasional streak of that German Shepherd attitude and feistiness that we love. Or maybe it was the way she just fell into place with our weird doghouse on wheels. Heck, she’s not even an official Tripawd. But who cares? She’s incredible. It didn’t take more than a month before we knew. She was the One.
Today I look at her and it breaks my heart just thinking about the kind of neglected life she had before this one. Or all of the great dogs like her who deserve great homes. I take some comfort knowing that we are doing what we can for at least one of them.