Thursday #Corgi Adoptables Update: Summer’s New Life — An Exclusive Scoop!

Summer is currently going by the name, Summer-Vi. This sounds a little like the Marine Corps motto, “Semper Fidelis” or “Semper Fi”, which is Latin for “Always faithful”. While “Fi” translates to “faithful”, “Vi” means “strong”. 

(Note: Summer-Vi is sitting in a lap and in all the pictures is sporting a purple color and leash; Nikki, the resident and now sister, Corgi is seated on the ground). 

Without further adieu, let’s get the scoop on how things are going for our lovely leading lady! 

When asked about life with her new Furever family, Summer-Vi sighs and casts her soft brown eyes downward,

“Oh, it is all, so very stressful. You see, I never know, from day to day, where I am going to lay my head.”

I blink …“Www-what?”

“Oh, sweetie!” I find myself exclaiming, “And after all you have been through with that nasty breeder and living in that cold, filthy, overcrowded dog run! I was sure that you had found a good home with a family who would care for you as you deserved!”

She is shaking now. I reach out and lift her chin in order to really look at her. Her bottomless chocolate brown eyes are sparkling (are those tears?) and … I can tell that she is struggling … holding something back.

Yeah, struggling to keep from laughing. Ho, ho! That sly little ingénue! She’s still got it!

“There are beds, beds everywhere!” she exclaims. “There a corgi-beds, human-beds, a bed in the car, and even beds for the cat!” 

“…and I don’t have to share with anyone! Not my sisters, Nikki or Gillian, (ugh) the cat!” 

I am laughing now, at myself and at Summer-Vi, “Well, sounds like things are looking up. So, dish the dirt, my dear! Your fans at the Daily Corgi are dying to hear. What are you doing with yourself now?”

While we talk, Summer-Vi casually saunters about her house, educating me on the merits of particular bed styles and locations while she fills me in on the recent changes in her life.

“Well, as you know, whenever you move in with someone, it just takes a while to figure things out. But we’re getting there. Nikki and I herd the tall-sister off to obedience school most mornings (poor thing, we are hoping she will graduate some day). After the morning rush, I attend to bed management issues. You see, this house seems to follow “squatters rights”. You have to regularly occupy the bed for it to be yours. Beyond that, I am keeping up with my regular pet-icures, attending to toy rotation duties with Nikki, and supervising my new family as they take care of various tasks about town.”

“Honestly, my past still haunts me a bit. My anxiety attacks are less frequent and much less intense. I have my foster family, Jeanette, and my Furever family to thank for that.”

“Truly, my family is a critical part of my recovery efforts. We are using skills adapted from Dialectical Behavior Therapy to work through any remaining issues. For example, when possible, scary things, things that trigger my anxiety, are displayed in open areas where I can slowly take my time just watching them. My family understands that I must be the one who decides when the item is no longer scary. As much as they might want to, they cannot do this for me.”

“My current personal challenge is using stairs. I know! It sounds funny, but, well, I just don’t trust them. For one, I cannot reach the handrail, and handrails there because stairs are inherently risky. So, my stair fear may be extreme, but it not CRAZY.”

“So, my dear Daily Corgi fans, rest assured that I am very happy in my new life. I have put my dark days behind me. I wake-up (oh, six or seven times a day, at least) ready to make new happy memories: to chance letting a nice lady scratch my back at the pet store, to express my love and appreciation to my new family by placing gentle kisses on their knees (well, it’s what I can reach, after all), and to even try following my tall sister as she ascends the stairs of certain death. I have made it as far as number five.”

Corgi-on, Summer-Vi!