I'm gonna be a diamond someday!

(Hit play on the song above, it's Lincoln's song )

After knowing Lincoln for only the weekend, it's no surprise that he was doing so poorly in the clinic kennel.  He is an absolute sweetheart who completely thrives on human contact.  The lack of attention and companionship was really holding him back.  He has made himself at home very quickly and it's honestly hard to imagine him being so depressed.  Moving him here was definitely the right choice!  

He is sick, yes, but I honestly think he will be just fine.  A little TLC (and a few daily medications) is all he needs. His mange has cleared up a lot in the last month.  He still has some edema in his front feet, making them red and swollen.  His skin is extremely hot to the touch.  We know he is uncomfortable and itchy, but his spirits are high.  He only has fur left on about half of his body.  He has none on his legs, chest or belly, and very little on his face, but I'm hoping most of it grows back.  I assume he will have some scarred areas, but hopefully they will be minimal.  He is about 10lbs underweight, but is happily eating everything we give him.  You can see that he will be a very handsome boy when he is all better.  I can't wait to see him.

He was by far the easiest dog to introduce into the pack.  Dixie has had her issues with strange dogs, but she always accepts the fosters as if she understands why they are here and it was no different with Lincoln.  A quick walk through the neighborhood (I'm always a little bit expecting the police to show up at my door when I walk the fosters when they first arrive!)  and they were fine.  He doesn't, or should I say didn't, know how to play, but is learning quickly.  Saturday and Sunday, Jax gave him (and me!) a bit of the cold shoulder.  My Jaxy is a total moma's boy and was a little jealous.  I guess he is over it now because they played all evening and slept curled up together on the ottoman afterward. When Lincoln gets healthy, he may be the first dog ever to be able to keep up with Jax and play every waking minute. 

We think that he is younger than we were told.  It's hard to tell the age of a dog in such bad physical condition.  Calista first got called "about seven" and as she improved, our vets agreed that she was closer to three.  Although the vet in Texas guessed him to be around three, Jonathon and I think Lincoln is actually only about a year old.  He has some very juvenile behaviors.

This is another great, great dog that I am so happy to have in our home.  It's such a shame that he suffered for so long.  No more.