Rabbit in our bed
About 45 minutes after we brought Rabbit home she stole away and crawled into our bed.
"This is clearly where the two of you sleep. I assume it's where we all sleep."
She also came up last night and got in bed with us, curled up in a little ball at the foot of the bed and went to sleep. She was clearly used to sleeping with her humans.
Rabbit was in a high-kill shelter in a big city. Her two weeks were up, and Denise, a rescuer from our little town made the long drive down and picked her up last Tuesday thinking she might be placeable.
Rabbit is fully socialized, housebroken, knows sit, stay and stand (!). She had already been spayed when she was picked up. She was somebody's well-loved, well-cared-for dog who wound up on the street.
She's a city dog with very soft paws and immaculate manners on a leash. She's a little intimidated by the wide open spaces here and sticks very close when she's off leash.
I let her out to pee and she came back in and peed on the floor. I realized that she needed me to go outside with her because she had probably never been outside alone before except for the time she got lost.
I put her on her leash the first couple of times, since she was clearly waiting for me to leash her. I'm still going out with her.
She's still a little shocky, keening, having bad dreams and an exaggerated startle response, but she is settling in remarkably quickly.
It's hard to imagine a dog this friendly, beautiful and well-socialized being euthanized, but it must happen dozens of times every day.