MEET:

BAILEY
Back to Available Dogs
Return to SCBR Home
HOW DO I ADOPT?
STATE: NY
AGE:  16 weeks
DOB:  9/15/09
WEIGHT: 30  pounds  
SEX:  Male
NEUT/UTD: No/Yes  
COAT COLOR:  Brindle
DOCKED TAIL:  No  
CROPPED EARS: No
CHILDREN UNDER 4: Yes
CHILDREN OVER 4:  Yes
SEPARATION ANXIETY: No
OTHER DOGS: Yes
CATS:   Yes
CRATE TRAINED: Yes
HOUSE TRAINED: Tryin' Hard
LEASH TRAINED:  Just Starting
OBEDIENCE TRAINED: No 
MICROCHIPPED: No
ADOPTION FEE: $350 (includes $50 refundable neuter fee)
UPDATE 6/4/10 - Puppies... what else can you say.  Every thing becomes a toy.  He likes dirt.  He especially likes to take dirt into Dave's bed.  I cannot tell you how many times I have vaccumed Dave's bed, but that doesn't matter. 

He started limping and at first I thought he was playing too hard, making those swift turns he does.  But them, he developed a lesion on his front right wrist.  Off to the vet we go...for an emergency visit.  One of the new kids, Dr. Chris Elison.  What a nice guy.  He examined Bailey like he was his own.  Bailey was so good, except for the licking part, he caught Chris once right in the mouth, and it didn't phase him a bit.  Well, it looks as if Bailey has growing pains.  We got a script for pain pills and told to just watch the lesion.  And yes, by cracky, the lesion has healed up and the puppy doesn't limp anymore.

just when I thought he was being so good... he's chewing on one of my cardboard boxes I got for my girlfriend who just sold her house. Baileyyyyyyyyyy.  Gotta go.  The puppy is bored.

UPDATE 5/6/10 - LET ME TELL YOU THE STORY OF THE "GRASSY KNOLL"

BAILEY WAS JUST A PUPPY WHEN DAVE AND I PICKED HIM UP FROM SCBR.  ACCORDING TO HIS PROFILE HE WAS "TRYING HARD" TO BE HOUSE TRAINED.

HE WIMPERED A LITTLE ON THAT LONG RIDE HOME.  BUT NO ACCIDENTS. WHEN WE GOT HOME HE IMMEDIATELY PEED WHEN WE GOT OUT OF THE CAR.  SO FAR SO GOOD... MY EXPECTATIONS WERE HIGH. TOO HIGH IN FACT, LATER TO BE CALLED THE "GREAT EXPECTATION" ASPECT OF MOTHERHOOD.

HE MET THE OTHER FURRY KIDS AND ALL SEEMED WELL.  UNTIL WE GOT INTO THE HOUSE.  I CHALKED UP ALL THOSE PEES TO NEW ENVIRONMENT STRESS AND LETS FACE HE'S STILL A BABY.

WE DID ALL THE RIGHT THINGS... HE WAS BELL TRAINED TO GO OUT SO I PUT BELLS ON THE BACK DOOR.  CALLED EVERYBODY OUT.  I WOULD DON MY COAT AND HAT AND GO OUT WITH THEM.  REWARDED WITH CHEESE FOR EACH POOP AND PEE.  BUT OF COURSE THERE WERE THE OTHER SPOTS THAT HAPPENED.  AS 'BOUNTY' STOCK WENT UP AND MY POCKET MONEY WENT DOWN, IT SEEMED TO ME HERE WE DID'T HAVE A DOG THAT WAS "HOUSE TRAINED" INSTEAD HE WAS "HOUSE DRAINED"  AT ONE POINT, DAVE ACCUSED ME OF PEEING ON THE FLOOR BECAUSE IT DID'T SEEM POSSIBLE TO HAVE SO MUCH FLUID IN SUCH A LITTLE BOY. HE WOULD GO OUT WITH THE BIG KIDS AND COME BACK AND PEE IN THE HOUSE.  WHAT'S A GIRL GONNA DO????

IN COMES THE "GRASSY KNOLL".  YOU KNOW THE STORY... ITS LATE AT NIGHT... YOUR TIRED... AND THE MAGIC INFOMERCIAL COMES ON...THE ONE THAT SOLVES ALL YOUR PROBLEMS EASILY FOR ONLY...WHAT PLUS SHIPPING AND HANDLING. OF COURSE, I AM NOT THAT WEAK MINDED, SO I THOUGHT.  THE NEXT DAY I RESEARCH IT ONLINE.  RUN THE IDEA PAST DAVE... ORDER IT HE SAYS.  HE DIDN'T EVEN ASK THE PRICE.  I DIDN'T EVEN GET THE CHEAP ONE.  I ORDER THE ONE THE GUY MENTIONS IN HIS CRITQUE, SAYING THE ONE HE HAS IS CHEAPLY MADE.  IT TAKES ME MOST OF THE DAY TO ORDER THIS THING, BECAUSE THE COMPANY IS IN CALIFORNIA.  AND 1 LONG WEEK LATER IT COMES VIA UPS.

IT IS A PLASTIC MOLDED BOTTOM THAT ELEVATES THE PLASTIC GRASS MAT, SO THAT THE URINE MAY FLOW THROUGH IT.  I MUST SAY I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS WORTH $150.00 PLUS SHIPPING AND HANDLING, BUT THEN I WOULD SAVE THAT MONEY IN BOUNTY TOWELS NOW WOULDN'T I?

SO I PICK A SPOT THAT SEEMS TO BE A FAVORITE.  AND THE GRASSY KNOLL GOES DOWN ON THE FLOOR.  EVERY ONE SNIFFS IT. A FEW EVEN STEP ON IT.  I PURPOSELY GOT THE ONE THAT COULD HANDLE THE WEIGHT OF MY BIG GUYS.  BAILEY ON THE OTHER HAND SEEMS TO KNOW THIS IS HIS AND BEGINS TO TAKE THE "GRASS" TO HIS FAVORITE STORAGE AREA...DAVE'S BED.  I STOP HIM AND RETURN THE GRASS.  LOW AND BEHOLD I THINK ITS WORKING.  HE PEES!!!  I LOOK... HE MISSED.  NO WORRIES HE'LL GET IT.  DAYS LATER, THERE IS STILL A LOT OF PEE, BUT ITS NOT IN THE TRAY... ITS NEXT TO THE TRAY. 

SO OF COURSE I DO THE NEXT LOGICAL THING AND CALL THE COMPANY.  I MUST BE DOING SOMETHING WRONG.  ACORDING TO THE LADY I SPOKE WITH MY ERROR AND THE DOGS ERROR ARE NOT THE COMPANIES FAULT. NO RETURNS... WAIT I DIDN'T SAY I WANTED TO RETURN IT.  I JUST WANT TO HELP THE DOG TO LEARN TO USE IT. WELL, I MUST NOT BE ENCOURAGING THE DOG TO USE IT.  LADY, BELIEVE ME, I WANT WITH ALL MY HEART FOR HIM TO USE IT.  WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW, PUT HIM ON THE GRASS AND SQUEEZE UNTIL SOMETHING COMES OUT?  WELL, I CAN'T DO THAT, BUT MAYBE, IF I PUT HIM ON HIS LEASH AND MAKE HIM STAND THERE UNTIL HE HAS TO GO... SO I TRY IT.  I COULD HAVE READ "WAR AND PEACE".  AS SOON AS I GAVE UP HE WENT INTO THE LIVING ROOM AND CREATED THE NEXT GREAT LAKE... LAKE URINE. (PRONOUNCED YOUR-INE, LIKE IN MINE).

NEEDLESS TO SAY I WAS DOWN HEARTED AND GAVE UP. AND THEN THE MIRACLE HAPPENED.  HE LEARNED TO GO IN AND OUT THE DOGGIE DOOR ON HIS OWN AND NOW HE ONLY HAS ACCIDENTS WHEN WE GO OUT TO THE GROCERY STORE AND NOT ALWAYS THEN EITHER.

THE END OF THE STORY IS A HAPPY ONE.  BAILEY DOES USE THE GRASSY KNOLL... HE LIKES TO SCRATCH HIS BACK ON IT....DAMN JUST WHEN I WAS GOING TO TRY TO SELL IT!  ONE GRASSY KNOLL GUARENTEED NOT TO RIP, RUST OR RAVEL.

UPDATE 4/8/10 -   WELL, I THINK BAILEY WAS MISNAMED.  HE DOESN'T LIKE TO GO OUT OF THE YARD, SO "WON'T YOU COME HOME BILL "BAILEY" " DOESN'T WORK FOR HIM.  HE LOVES TO ROUGH HOUSE WITH THE OTHER DOGS, AND SEEMS TO KNOW WHICH BUTTON TO PUSH TO GET MY OLD BOXER GIRL ZOE TO CHASE HIM.  I THINK HIS NAME SHOULD BE SHADOW, BECAUSE WHEREVER CAPPY IS, BAILEY IS NOT FAR BEHIND.  I HAVE NO INTENTION OF CHANGING HIS NAME, ESPECIALLY NOW THAT DAVE CALLS HIM BAILEY AND NOT DAILEY.  NO MATTER WHAT YOU CALL HIM, HE IS NEVER LATE FOR SUPPER OR A TREAT.  HE IS ONE SMART PUP, EVEN IF HE IS ONLY 50% BOXER.

UPDATE 3/26/10 - BAILEY WAS NEUTERED TODAY.  IT HASN'T FAZED HIM AT ALL.  THE VET SAID HE WOULD BE SLEEPY... THE VET LIED.  THE LAST 2 OR 3 DAYS HE HAS BEEN TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT WITH CAPPY, WHO HAPPENS TO BE HIS BEST BUD.  IF YOU WERE WONDERING WHERE BAILEY OR WHAT BAILEY WAS DOING ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS FIND CAPPY.  CAPPY IS A MELLOW FELLOW, BUT I THINK IF BAILEY TRIES TO PUSH CAPPY TOO FAR, CAPPY MIGHT SLAP HIM DOWN.  I AM GOING TO HAVE TO TRAVEL FARTHER ON OUR WALKS TO DRAIN BAILEYS EXUBERANCE... ITS BEEN SO WINDY WE ALL JUST WANT TO HEAD "BACK TO THE BARN" LATELY.  LUCEE THE MINI PIN ISN'T SO STUPID... WHEN SHE SEES ME WITH THE LEASHES SHE JUST DISAPPEARS.  THE OTHERS... NOT SO SMART.  ONE MOMENT ITS, "HEY WE'RE GOING WITH MOM, AND THE NEXT ITS, "DAMN ITS COLD OUT HERE.  LET'S GO BACK."  NEXT ON THE AGENDA IS OBEDIENCE CLASS, OOOO!  SINCE HE HATES RIDING IN THE CAR, I AM LOOKING FOR ONE CLOSE, SO I DON'T GO DEAF LISTENING TO HIM WHINE.  I THINK DAVE FEEDS INTO HIS ANXIETY IN THE CAR. 
I HOPE
WE WILL DO BETTER ALONE.  I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT TAKING JUST JUST CAPPY AND BAILEY TO A PARK TO WALK, BUT THEN THAT WILL TAKE OUT TIME AWAY FROM DEOGEE AND ZOE.

ONE WAY OR THE OTHER WE WILL WORK IT OUT.

MUCH GRATITUDE AND LOVE TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILIES FOR SUPPORTING OUR FURRY FOUR LEGGEDS.

UPDATE 2/4/10 - BAILEY UPDATE:
WELL HIS FOSTER MOTHER WAS RIGHT, FIRST ONE UP, LAST ONE TO SLEEP.
THE OTHER DOGS DON'T HAVE A CHANCE.  HE TIRES THEM ALL OUT.  I TOLD MY HUSBAND, DAVE, HE SHOULD GIVE UP MAKING THE BED... AFTER THEY PLAY IN IT ALL DAY... IT APPEARS THAT IT WAS NEVER MADE.  BAILEY STILL HIDES ALL THE BONES HE CAN FIND IN DAVE'S BED, BUT NOW HE HAS TO CHECK UNDER THE PILLOW TOO.
LIVING IN UPSTATE NY, WE ARE QUITE FAMILAR WITH THE GREAT LAKES.  WE HAVE NOW ENTERED THE TWILIGHT ZONE OF A NEW GREAT LAKE...LAKE URINE... IT'S NOT NEXT TO LAKE HURON...ITS NEXT TO THE ISLAND IN THE KITCHEN.  I NEVER SAW SO MUCH PEE FROM ONE LITTLE DOG AND I KNOW ITS HIS CAUSE I SAW HIM DO IT.  I THOUGHT MAYBE ONE OF THE BIG DOGS WAS MARKING OVER HIM... NOT SO.  HE IS DOING SOME PEE AND POOP OUTSIDE, BUT WHEN IT GETS DARK, HE DOESN'T LIKE TO GO OUT.
HE IS SOMEWHAT SHY AND TIMID AND VERY SMART.  HE CAN BARELY SIT TO GET HIS TREAT, BUT HE'S TRYING.
I KNOW PEOPLE CRINGE WHEN THEY HEAR I HAVE 5 DOGS, BUT SOMEHOW BAILEY MAKES THE PACK MORE COHESIVE.  THEY ALL DISCIPLINE HIM WHEN HE GETS GREEDY.  THEY PROTECT HIM, PLAY WITH HIM, AND SLEEP WITH HIM LIKE THEY ARE ALL PUPPY'S AGAIN, EXCEPT THE BASSET DOESN'T SLEEP WITH ANYONE.  HE TEACHES, "THIS IS MY SPACE, GET INTO YOUR OWN SPACE."  AND YET HE PLAYS WITH BAILEY AS MUCH AS THE OTHERS.
I HAVE MY OWN DOG PARK... WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT.

UPDATE 1/19/10 - JUST A QUICKIE UPDATE, BECAUSE TO ME, IT WAS MONUMENTAL.  AT 0515 THIS MORNING, BAILEY CAME TO ME IN MY BED AND GAVE ME HIS BATHROOM WHIMPER.  I THREW ON SOME CLOTHES AND WENT DOWNSTAIRS WITH HIM, WHERE OF COURSE NOW EVERYBODY WAS UP.  HE PROCEDED TO GO OUT THE DOGGIE DOOR FIRST, BY HIMSELF WITHOUT ENCOURAGEMENT AND PROCEEDED TO PEE AND POOP IN THE SNOW.  HURRAH FOR BAILEY.  HE HASN'T BEEN HERE A WEEK YET AND HE FEELS LIKE HE HAS BEEN HERE ALL ALONG.
JUST A LITTLE SIDE NOTE FROM PAT:  WHEN YOU THINK OF ADOPTING A PUPPY #1 BUY STOCK IN PAPER TOWELS.  #2 EXPECT TO PAY A LITTLE MORE FOR ELECTRICITY SO THAT YOU CAN LEAVE MORE LIGHTS ON TO SPOT THE PUDDLES.  AND #3:  DON'T BOTHER TO BUY "PUPPY TOYS AND KONGS"  AS THE BIG DOGS GET THEM AND HE LIKES THEIR TOYS BETTER ANYWAY.
LOVE TO ALL YOU BOXER LOVERS,  HAVE A GREAT DAY!

UPDATE 1/18/10 - The baby is doing fine.  The first meeting he was nervous and shy, but he was very polite and let everyone sniff.  Lucee, the mini pin, broke the ice by letting him sniff her.  When I took him out to see his new yard, without his new uncles and aunts, he stayed close but loved the walk, occassionally taking off like a shot, stopping dead in his tracks and then running right back to me for security.
The first day he collected all the bones in the house and put them on David's side of the bed.  When David went to bed, he finally threw out about 15 of the 19 bones, Bailey found. (I've been trying to get him to gleen down the number of bones in his room... who knew a little puppy could be so powerful!)
Day 2:  Bailey collected all of David's shoes from under the dining room table and put them all on David's bed.  What a good puppy!  I've been putting them in Dave's room for years... now they are neatly in a box in Daves room. 
We have a doggie door and in trying to get the baby to use the door I held the flap up to get him used to going thru the hole, then as he came through I let him feel the plastic on his back.
He mastered coming in by himself on the third day.  On the fourth day, he went out by himself a couple of times.  This is day 5 and he is a pro jumping in and out at his leasure.
He still has accidents, but he is only a baby.
His new Uncle Cappy is his best friend, (Frankly, Cappy looks like his daddy!)  Auntie Zoe is the disciplinarion trying to block him from jumping up.  The mini pin avoids him, too much energy and the bassett ignors him.  But he has Cappy, Zoe, Dave and myself to give him unconditional love and thank the powers that be that the dedicated people involved with boxer rescue let us have this wonderful addition to our household.
By the way, Dave can't remember Bailey, so he calls him Dailey.
Bailey says it's close enough and Dave will get it eventually.

1/13/10  - Bailey has been adopted!

1/3/2010 - OK.  So, It’s me,  Flash.  Again.  I have to write another update on Bailey.  WHY you ask? I’ve been asking that too.  Mom said, “oh, don’t worry Flashie, they won’t be here long.”  Yeahhhh.  It’s been long enough.  Seriously.  Bailey has doubled in size since he’s been here.  I can explain that real easy…. Not only is Bailey the spitting image of me (which makes him very very handsome) he’s really smart too…. The rule is…puppies get cheese for poops and pees….(catchy huh?!) Well the other 2 pups go out and poop and pee and get one piece of cheese.  Bailey goes out and pees then he comes back in to get some cheese.  THEN…. He goes back out and poops…. He comes in and gets a 2nd piece of cheese!!  Smart huh?!!  I thought so too! 
     Bailey loves to play.  He’s the first one up and the last one to bed.  He loves MY toys.  That makes me pretty mad when he takes them, but usually I can wrestle them away from him.  Then I play keep-away.  He tries to get the toy back but I’m bigger and faster than him and I make him follow me all around the house.  Mom says I’m playing with him, but I’m really not. Just gotta keep what's mine, right?

12/22/09 - Hi everyone.  My name is Flash.  Me and Bo live here.  As a matter of fact, we lived here long before these pesky balls of fur came along.  See, Mom thought it would be a good idea to bring home some puppies to look after while they were waiting for a furrever homes.  I thought it was a good idea too.  At first...  Now, well, I want them to find their furrever homes too… and quick!!! Mom said I had to do updates on all the puppies.  I’m starting with Bailey first because he looks most like me and I’m afraid Mom will confuse us as he gets bigger.  So, I can tell you first hand that he’s a handsome guy – not as handsome as me, but well, you know...  He likes to come play with Bo and I was we wrestle.  He doesn’t wrestle much.  Probably because he can’t catch us!!  I think it’s cuz his puppy legs are too small.  Me and Bo laugh at him when he runs after us.  Mom says it’s not nice to laugh at him, but when she’s not looking we secretly laugh anyways. He comes outside with us all the time and is learning to go potty there too.  Mom hates it when we pee and poop inside so he’s doing his best to remember that.   He’s loves to be outside when we are!  When the bell rings, Bailey is at the back door. And he doesn’t complain about being in the crate at all.  I would. I hate the crate. So, anyways, I would say, if you’re looking for a handsome (and I mean really really handsome) fun loving dog- come and get Bailey.  Seriously, come and get him! Now!!!  And just in case mom gets us confused, I have BLACK ears and Bailey’s are brown….so make sure it’s BAILEY you’re taking… not me.  I’ll be waiting for your phone call.
Love, Flash

11/16/09 -  Hello, my name is Bailey.  I am a beautiful brindle boy puppy.  I just arrived at my new foster home along with my brothers yesterday.  We have come a long way to get here.  Our new FM says that she loves puppies and we are awesome.  She was quite surprised that we are so well trained.  We do our duty on the newspaper that she has laid out.  We sleep through the night without a peep (bark or wimper).  We do very well when we are alone.  I got to meet a new cat today.  He was the same size as me.  I thought he was pretty cool (for a cat).  I would LOVE to come home and meet my new forever family.  Will you be my family?  I am lovable and cute.

11/12/09 - Clancie's boys will be here!!!  Clancie was a female fawn boxer who gave birth to these little guys and then didn't live through the day. Someone who rescues orphaned squirrels bottle fed them for their first few weeks and now they're the healthy guys you see here- with a hint of the "divil" in their eyes!     Aren't you completely in love??? I know, I am!! I just bet that little fawn is the ringleader!
SPONSOR ME!!
A dontation of as little as $5 or $10 can make a difference in a dog's life!

Click here to make a safe, secure, contribution to a dog's journey to find a forever family!
This is my Mommy, Clancie.
Note: because I am  young, I will need to go where someone is home alot- stay at home, retired, work at home, etc.
She's touching me!!!
Fine....yuk.... sigh...
Bailey-->