She's young, but worldly and wise. She was scooped up by rural Louisiana deputies after some local boys were caught fighting their dogs. (News) She's completely comfortable around people and reads our signals, verbal prompts and body language like a book club junkie devours a new title. She gives fabulously loud and perfectly timed corrections to the rowdy pups who came to us from the same case. She's been caught kissing the adult barn dogs through the kennel walls and is nonplussed during close contact dog intros. She's seen some action - Both her cheeks and one shoulder show the tell-tale white flecked dents from old war wounds. She doesn't appear to have ever been bred. She was already spayed before her rescue and she's heart worm negative (both shocking discoveries to her LA rescuers). She has what looks to be fly strike on the tips of her ears. She's nearly house trained. She's thin and hungry. She's patient, thoughtful, and she knows how to sit politely and ask for permission. She's got some luck: She managed to avoid certain death more than once. She was embraced by an impossibly under resourced rescue group in the middle of nowhere, and just as one of our far, far away barn kennels was opening up. She even lucked into finding a problem-free ride straight from Louisiana to Oakland. The Big Easy.
She's some dog!
We're still waiting for her to tell us what her name is and have what seems like a hundred Creole-inspired possibilities typed up and shared around the group. Nothing's stuck yet but we look forward to knowing what to call her so she can officially start her next set of adventures in the land of the oaks.