Biscuit #7 Fox Red Labrador Retriever Male 6 Years Old ID #3569

Handsome Biscuit joined the rescue today!

Biscuit came to Brookline Lab Rescue from a shelter in South Jersey, where he had spent over two months living in a kennel after being found as a stray. After all that time in the shelter, he was clearly ready to get out and start fresh. Now he’s adjusting to a very different life—living in a city apartment with me as his foster dad. Please the blog bottom to top.

March 15, 2026

Exploring the City

Biscuit had a good first night. He stayed in the bedroom and slept well, and he also did great in his crate while I ran out for groceries last night.

This morning, we went out for another two-hour walk. After spending so long cooped up in a kennel, he wants to sniff and investigate everything. He may need some formal leash training eventually, but right now it feels like he’s just excited to experience the world again.

With his energy level, I could definitely see him becoming a great running partner. I’m also planning to take him to some larger parks outside the city during the week to see how he does with more open space.

When we got back from our walk, Biscuit took on an important role as official smoothie taste tester. Morning smoothie ingredients approved by Biscuit: Banana, Frozen blueberries, Frozen strawberries. I may try to get a video of that later this week, although I’ll admit I’m no “arteest.”

After all that activity, we both attempted a midday nap. I definitely wore him out… although I’m not sure which of us was more tired.

The Great Undercoat Explosion. One thing is very clear so far. Biscuit sheds a lot. There are tufts of hair everywhere. I think he may have already shed my body weight in undercoat, even with all the brushing. The good news is that after the bath, brushing, and some good nutrition, his coat is already starting to look better. In the meantime, the washing machine is getting quite a workout.

A Possible TV Buddy Biscuit might also be a TV watcher. Tonight, I’m thinking of testing his viewing preferences. The options are: Bluey (animal-friendly programming)

Or Jurassic Park (going all in) We’ll see which one holds his attention.

Stay Tuned

After just two days, Biscuit has already shown me:

• A huge personality
• Endless energy
• A love for long walks and snacks
• And the ability to fall asleep instantly once he finally slows down

Now that he’s out of the shelter and settling into life in the city, I’m looking forward to seeing his personality continue to emerge.

More updates on Biscuit coming soon.

March 14, 2026

Shelter life took a bit of a toll on him. Biscuit lost some weight from kennel stress, and his coat is very dry and covered in dandruff. But despite all that, he walked into the apartment ready to go.

And by ready to go… I mean like a hurricane.

High energy is an understatement! Biscuit came in with enthusiasm for everything. After settling in, I gave him a bath and a good brushing, which pulled out what felt like a mountain of shedding undercoat. His dandruff is pretty intense right now, so he’ll be getting omega supplements, and I’m planning to cook some salmon and add the skin and oil to his food to help his coat recover.  I’m also pretty sure he has worms, so I’m working on getting that taken care of.

He’s certainly a fun dog, though.

He also showed a pretty enthusiastic humping habit, which I’m hoping to correct as he settles down. It may just be overstimulation from all the excitement and brushing.

To help burn off some of that energy, we headed out for a two-hour walk, which definitely helped. He was still moving pretty well afterward though… which made me wonder: Are we sure he’s six? Later we took a 4–5 mile walk to Fairmount Park, followed by a stop at the pet store to pick up treats and some dewormer.

After all that activity, Biscuit finally gave me the classic look of a dog who is completely wiped out.…and then passed out about a minute later.

I’m also thinking he might need a proper Irish nickname: Biscuit O’Malley or Biscuit O’Toole. He’s a red Irish lad who was scooped up right around Saint Patrick’s Day, so it feels appropriate.