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My Latest Submission to 'The Great Animal Rescue Chase'
It was only a few days before Christmas when I got a very sad telephone call about a small dog that had been wandering around a city park for the last four or five days in the snow and cold. I was told that he was extremely skittish, and that he would rush away from anyone who tried to approach him.
The caller also told me that this dog was darting in and out of traffic on an extremely busy street, and that it wouldn’t be long before he would be struck and killed by a car.
I quickly headed out to the area to see if I could help capture this poor little guy before he was injured, but I couldn’t find him anywhere. As I was just about to head back home, I spotted him wandering down the street; his head hung low, his tail between his legs. An icy mix of rain and snow was now falling, and this tiny street orphan looked both forlorn and frozen, as he aimlessly wandered on.
I sadly began following him in my car, knowing that there was no point in calling out to him or in attempting to chase him down. I knew that he would just bolt and vanish into the night if I attempted to do that. But after about an hour of following after him, an opportunity to help him suddenly presented itself. He had now wandered into a gangway, and into someone’s backyard.
I jumped out of my vehicle and I followed him into the yard, hoping and praying that the back gate of this house’s yard was secured, and very thankfully, it was. I quickly rushed into the yard and closed the front gate behind me, and now, this starving, terrified, frozen little street orphan had nowhere left to run.
But now, he was completely traumatized at being cornered by a stranger, and he wanted no part of my help. It took quite a while before I managed to corral him with a loop leash, but once I did, he very grudgingly allowed me to lead him back to my truck.
And once inside my truck, it took another hour for him to stop trembling from fear and the frigid weather. He eventually did calm down, now enjoying the warmth of my truck’s heater after being out in the cold for several days, and he eventually even allowed me to softly stroke his head and neck. By the time that we reached the animal hospital, he was my buddy.
But very sadly, he had no collar, no tags, no microchip, and he had not been neutered – eight of ten street orphans that I manage to rescue these days have none of these – and many of them have been very cruelly abandoned by their owners.
‘Buddy’ now spent the next few days at the animal hospital while the search for his family continued. And this search has sadly not been successful so far.
But luckily for this street orphan, we did find a very compassionate woman who was willing to foster him, and even to adopt him, if his family is not located. My spouse and I delivered Little Buddy to his new foster home on Christmas Eve, where he is now once again being properly cared for and loved.
And both of us are now extremely happy that this adorable little street orphan has a Home for The Holidays.
Please Microchip Your Pets, and Please Don’t Allow Them To Wander Loose
©December 2013, Mr. Ed
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Ron
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There are simply not enough like you, Ed... but Thank God there are a few.