About Khandi

Khandi is an Afghan Kuchi Dog...a mixed breed dog comprised of Anatolian Shepherd, Atlas Mountain Dog, and I believe in her case, Greyhound. Her hometown was Khandahar, making her a Kuchi dog of the desert variety. She is medium sized at 40 pounds.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Playing with Toby

Khandi loves playing with her new friend Toby.  Let's see, if Khandi is my "daughter" that would make Toby her "nephew" or something like that.   Toby is my human daughter Rachel's puppy.  He is a Visla/Chocolate Lab mix..adopted from the animal shelter.  Khandi is a marvelous "auntie" to Mr. Toby.  We were a little nervous at the initial meeting of the two as Khandi is very territorial and not at all welcoming to other dogs, but it took only a few growls and butt sniffs to determine that she liked Toby.  An added bonus was that Toby is currently smaller than she is, so she knew she was no longer the smallest dog in our pack.  He'll probably pass her by in size soon, but for now she has a playmate of her own size.   

On a hot summer day it is so heartwarming to see Khandi and Toby playing together in the grass.   She tends to boss him around and he, being the innocent little pup he is, doesn't know any different, and he loves the attention.  She even shares her beloved yellow teething ring with him, although in this picture it looks like she is ready to grab it away at any moment.  She is learning that all dogs are not threats to her, she is not competing with them for food or survival, and they are actually darn fun to play with!   She is not the same dog that arrived last December.  She now frolics and acts silly and knows the love of a family.   We love you Auntie Khandi and Toby does too!  

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Saving One Dog....

will not save the the world, but surely, for that one dog the world will change forever.

When I look in Khandi's giant brown eyes I see kindness and gratitude.  I wonder what her eyes saw during her time in Afghanistan.  There is still a bit of a wild streak in those eyes, something that I will never understand and maybe would be better off not knowing.  The thought of her being mistreated in any way brings tears to my eyes.  I know when I look at her now she is not the same dog that arrived last December.

She was saved by her soldiers and delivered to me. Somehow the cosmic forces aligned and our stars crossed.   Now I understand how people get addicted to dog rescue.  It is one of the most rewarding experiences of my life, knowing what she came from and now seeing what she has become.  She continues to amaze me every day with those soulful brown eyes.  I am forever grateful to those who saved her, so that I could experience the transformation of this beautiful girl.