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This is Loki. He's been at the shelter four years.
Such a beautiful dog, but I can see you'd need some space for such a big guy. Sad that he hasn't found a home.
Stopped at my son's on Saturday, grandpup's demand attention by sliding in when you sit down.
He'll sleep well tonight!
My son once told me…'Daddy, a tired puppy is a good puppy.'
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RIP Indiana (2004-2021; a good long life)
Found this story on LinkedIn yesterday but can't find it today. This article is about Gus, an abused stray that had a shoelace tied around his neck since he was a puppy. Watch the videos near the bottom of this article.
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Sad but with a happy ending. Our dog Odie is a rescue, and we have no idea how long he lived on the streets after being abandoned. He's such a wonderful dog, and we are so happy we were able to give him a good home.
My poor Boston was chained to a tree with a 1 meter long chain since he was a puppy until I rescued him, which happened when he was almost 3 years old. You don't overcome a trauma like that, at least not completely. He's always been a happy, active and social dog, but the first year was exhausting for both of us. He was really stressed, wild and sometimes aggressive towards other dogs.
Every time I look him in the eyes I still see some of that darkness I've seen when I met him the first time. And I'm pretty sure he remembers what they did to him.
Titus was a street dog for years, he was hit by a car and left on the road agonizing for quite some time before I found him, but he incredibly survived. He and Boston immediately bonded and their life became better, as soon as mine. Both are old farts now, the sleep all day, eat and play with other dogs at the park.
Every time I look him in the eyes I still see some of that darkness I've seen when I met him the first time. And I'm pretty sure he remembers what they did to him.
Titus was a street dog for years, he was hit by a car and left on the road agonizing for quite some time before I found him, but he incredibly survived. He and Boston immediately bonded and their life became better, as soon as mine. Both are old farts now, the sleep all day, eat and play with other dogs at the park.
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Amazing how that works. My second dog, Ollie, an Italian Greyhound/Chihuahua mix was abused before I got him. He's 10 now, and still jumpy and a bit afraid. Five years ago, I picked up a third dog, Peanut, a Chihuahua, that had been a rez (Native American reservation) dog his first 18 months, depending on handouts from whomever he could coax them from. A neighbor rescued him, but was going to return him (too much energy; his wife suffered from neuropathy and fibromyalgia and couldn't deal with him). I said "no way" and took him over. He and Ollie are now totally bonded and play and sleep together regularly. Ollie's approach to life greatly improved, which was a pleasant and wonderful surprise. My senior guy, Sparky, a jack russell/poodle mix is 14 and accepts their company and shares a bed with them, as long as he's the first one in. He still likes his space.
So happy your two were so good for each other!
It worked, yes! Happy to hear your stories.
I completely agree with your opinions that no matter what happiness you bring to a dog later in life they never completely get over that kind of trauma.
When I was in high school my dad said he was going to get the beagle he always wanted, they'd been referred to someone with puppies. He and my mom went there and when they arrived the owner (class A a-hole) informed them all the puppies were gone because he couldn't "get rid of them." Never stated how he got rid of them and my parents didn't want to know. They saw a chain going under the jerk's mobile home and a pair of eyes in the dark, the mama beagle. They asked if they could take her instead. The vet guessed she was about 2 yrs old at the time we got her. It took a long time before she would willingly come by my dad or me but she turned into an awesome pet and they had her for about 17 years.
Gratuitous photos sent to us of our grandpups last night.
Mya hanging out with my daughter in her craft room.
Pacha and Cece wondering when's treat time.
Mya hanging out with my daughter in her craft room.
Pacha and Cece wondering when's treat time.
The best ever! State park in the middle of Miami
Wish my grandpups enjoyed the kayak. No such luck yet.
