We don't celebrate St. Patrick's day; we celebrate Delta Day...not the day we adopted him or his birthday, but the day we finally got him home after he disappeared for a month.
It's been six years since every mail box, bulletin board and utility pole for miles was plastered with a poster of this sweet boy.
Delta is the most timid dog I've ever met. He had no socialization as a puppy. He has little use for humans. It made him very hard to catch and led him a long way from home.
We've tried to socialize Delta but progress has been very slow. He follows me around the yard and woos at me, but prefers I not touch him. He's hypthyroid now and medicating him involves tossing a pill hidden in a hotdog from a safe distance!
But he has made some progress. A couple months ago, he had a huge breakthrough...a simple thing for most dogs, but enormous for Delta. He will come through the door into the house all by himself! For years, bringing Delta inside required cornering him in the yard and then carrying him into the house. Almost every night now, he runs in with the others. The adorable, funny part is that Delta is so proud of himself when he does this that he stops in the kitchen and breaks into song...every single time!
He'll be 11 this fall. I wish I knew where he was for that month, how he survived and how he escaped. He never goes near the gate anymore! It is scary out there!
Happy Delta Day!