Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Dogs, Living and Dead, and Cared For---Tuesday Journal
An evening of heartbreak and humor at the shelter tonight:
--Gorgeous George, a beautiful 7-month old collie-shepherd, had baby-soft piles of fur on his head, firm and very large paws, and a sleek face that blended both breeds perfectly. My first dog, Bonnie, when I was about five, was a collie-shepherd, a tiny puppy who went blind. At that time, it was considered cruel to allow a dog to live blind, so we had to put her to sleep. George, however, is healthy as can be, and should find a home soon.
--WHY? Duchess, a black pit bull, was brought in, with ligature marks on all 4 legs where she had been tied up, and the tip of her tail cut off, reportedly with a butter knife. She looked like she might have had puppies recently. This dog was as gentle as could be. If she had shoulders, she might shrug them and say, "I don't KNOW what I did wrong...I just want you to be kind...."
Good Bye Mocha....
a 14-year-old Mutt that I used to care for when her family was away. Arthritic, and having difficulty eating, she passed away. She was a senile and exuberant old girl....she knew I was somewhere close but could not always tell exactly where, so she would run past me crookedly, wagging her tail and barking joyously, looking all over for me, until I approached her and let her know where I was. I will miss her. She is survived by her caregivers, a kind and generous Persian couple; and her canine sisters: Summer, a 10-year-old Golden Retriever who has her own couch; and Madison, a Cavalier King Charles who can't walk, and must be carried outside and fed by hand. I will be back to care for these two in a few weeks.
I had the privilege of caring for two special dogs belonging to a high-profile member of our College while he attended a conference.
Sammy is all mutt, with a lot of Golden in him, and, I would guess, a good amount of Hound. He's a quiet, patient dog, whose sole vice is to sleep with me in bed at night. I gave in almost immediately. Look at the kindness in his face....
Cissy is a Shepherd-Black Lab puppy of about four months, who is a shining example of perpetual motion. She loves to terrorize Sammy by chewing his tail, running rings around him, and stealing his bone. She shredded her dog bed, too, but redeemed herself by fetching the paper every morning.
A handful were these two, but I loved them, and look forward to our next play-time together.