The THREE Amigos ~ Diesel's Story

The Sunshine Boyz pack just grew by one! Our new foster baby, previously know as "Cole", has joined our family. His story came across our radar and we just couldn't turn away... Could you? 

"Meet Cole! He is a stray in a local North Jersey shelter who is in need of a foster home. He's neutered, HW- and UTD on shots. The vet at the shelter says he's a nice boy. This young adult  blue Weim seems to have lost his way and no one has claimed him." 

We learned that this poor boy was wandering aimlessly in the Meadowlands complex for days. His paws were torn up and he was very scared. For days he evaded the caring people that were trying to capture him.  Eventually he was taken in to loving hands, given medical attention, food and a much needed bath!

The new people in this pooch's life were trying to make sense of how a sporting dog like a Weimaraner could find himself lost in the swamps of northern New Jersey, ehhh forgettabouit. A very smart individual took note that there are many truck stops in that area. There was a very good chance he was traveling with his truck driver master and lost his way.  

Once "Cole" (named by the animal shelter) made his way into our home he became very comfortable, very quickly...

He was obviously a very loved, cared for pet at one time in his life. Everyone, including myself, have searched the internet and other avenues looking for his owner. No luck. 

Looking at this boy's face, we knew we had to change his name. I've always been partial to two syllable names for dogs so we started throwing around names. Eventually I turned to the internet and searched "red-neck dog names". Hey, don't judge me... It's funny and you know it.

Cooter, Skeeter, Gator, Diesel, Tator...

"Wait!" said Steven "Say them again." I did. When I called out "Diesel" the second time, our boy popped to attention and bounced over to me. He stared right into my eyes as if to say, "Hey, you know me!"

After a few more tests it was obvious we had, by some crazy cosmic chance, discovered his real name. Let me tell you, he was visibly thrilled to hear someone say his name! You could actually see him becoming more confident and secure the more we said it. Diesel.

It wasn't long before we felt confident to let him off-leash with Carbo and Ortiz in the back yard. He romped. He chased. He didn't run off!

Needless to say, it was an exceptionally long day for him. Exhausting.  By the end of the day, Diesel needed to refill his tank.

And by the next morning, our boy Diesel was charged and all revved up and ready to go!

Undoubtedly there are some of you wondering if Diesel will become a permanent member of our little pack.  Some may be curious about how Carbo and Ortiz have taken to this new whippersnapper in town. And others may be questioning whether we've lost our minds by adding a third dog to our already busy lives!

HA! Guess, y'all just have to stay tuned and find out ;o)