Bluto is a confident dog; not fearful at all. But he was really stressed the first few days with us. And I can't really blame him. On Sunday he made the trek from Pittsfield, IL to the suburbs of Chicago. On Monday morning he was neutered and got a few remaining vaccines and in the evening I picked him up and brought him home. It's a lot to take in! So even though Bluto was wanting to play with Dash and exploring the house he would.not.stop.panting. At all. Or sit still. For four days. The e-collar he was wearing was just soaking wet with drool from all the panting, so we were constantly refilling the water bowl so he wouldn't get dehydrated.
Aside from the frantic panting I could really see Bluto's potential. He was very smart and generally well mannered (except for the thrashing when you'd try to crate or leash him - ha!), not to mention gorgeous! By Thursday Bluto started to relax a little bit and he was doing great by Saturday. Which worked out well for him, because he got adopted that day, just a week after arriving to us. It also kept us out of trouble, because I think if we had Bluto for too long we would have a really hard time letting him go. I mean come on, then we'd have matching orange/grey sets of both our cats and dogs! That would also make fostering trickier though, so it really was for the best.
Bluto, now named Harley, has a shepherd mix doggie sister and a teenage human sister, both of whom he's going to have lots of fun playing with!
Side note: Okay, so Bluto is the name of Popeye's nemesis. Basically Bluto has a crush on Olive Oyl, Popeye's girlfriend, and keeps trying to kidnap her. Um, what?! That's practically cartoon date rape! Anyway, I was kind of surprised by it because I never noticed when I watched Popeye as a kid. So weird!