Hard to believe that this is the same Rosey who entered rescue earlier this year! Her story is below.

If you've ever read that poem called My Foster Dog is Beautiful she is definitely the dog in that poem! We had to wait for the other dogs to be unloaded from the transport because she was REALLY grumpy! So grumpy that the transport covered her kennel with several blankets. So, I stood there in the cold and waited for about 40 minutes. Finally, she emerged, hackles raised, and stinking like only a very smelly shelter dog could stink! I could smell her before she even got to me. There she was, with her saggy belly, no fur around her eyes, stinkin' and just freaked out. I loaded her into the car and took her home. I decided to let her chill in the car for 30 minutes because she refused to come out on her own. After I went to see her, she wagged her tail and hopped out of the car. She did her business and then we headed inside to my "party shower" so that I could scrub her down. Normally, I would never give a new foster dog a bath, especially one that seemed really freaked out, but the smell was seriously disgusting. It's like that Seinfeld episode where the car has bbo (beyond body odor) - really, it was so bad that I had to change my clothes. Let's just say that stinkin' collar is headed to the dump. I bathed her for a good 45 minutes. I have NEVER seen the crap come off of a dog like this before - she was greasy, filthy, and did I mention the smell? Anyway, she let me bathe her - I bet the warm water felt really good. And I scrubbed her really well. She now has the very expensive aroma of Isle of Dog shampoo and conditioner! It was all I had that could get her extra clean and help her to not be such a stinkpot! I cleaned her ears out (nastiness and definitely part of the smell), and I clipped her nails. The nail trimming endeavor took about an hour - I cut at least 4 to 5 inches off of her nails and I could have cut more. Her nails were curled up and she could barely walk. Now that she is 6 pounds lighter from the bath (you should see the amount of fur that came off of this dog!), smells amazing, and can actually walk on the pads of her feet, she is resting comfortably in her kennel for the night. She refused food, and she could stand to drop some weight. She discovered a mirror today - and flipped out! I never was able to convince her that the dog in the mirror was actually her on reflection. She lavished me with kisses and tried to climb in my lap. She is a very sweet girl. I'm calling her Rosey - as her future now has a rosey outlook and is no longer bleak. She'd make a great only dog for someone. She appears to be house-trained and crate-trained. And, aside from trying to kill her own reflection, she is quiet.

Congrats Rosey you are beautiful and very loved by your new family!