Woof Wednesday: Ask Amy & Nobody’s Dog

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“Today, I found Nobody’s Dog. Her ribs were beginning to show through a once shiny black coat. At first, she tucked her tail tightly and ran, then, ever hopeful, returned with a tentative wag.

I bet she was cute as a puppy. Somebody picked her out special, took her home, and made her believe she would always be loved; but some humans change their minds and their loves as often as dirty socks. Even so, the betrayed black dog is still loving them, futilely waiting for them to come back for her. She had a name once, and now she can’t understand, for you see, a dog’s love never dies.

Today, I found Nobody’s Dog, one of millions abandoned each year by owners that take the coward’s way out. They won’t see her slowly starve or freeze to death, be hit by a car, or live at the mercy of strangers as she  begs for a scrap of attention.

Today, the Shelter rescued Nobody’s Dog. There, she’ll be fed, she’ll be loved, and hopefully she’ll be claimed by a more fitting, deserving human. If not, she’ll go to an even better place, one where dogs are always loved and are never thrown away on a cruel whim. But she still yearns to be Somebody’s Dog once more. . .” (Excerpt from THE DOG COMPANION, copr Amy Shojai, 1992)

I wrote that in my very first published dog book but it rings true 19 years later. My friend Jan Fletcher emailed me this week about these two sweet, well-mannered fellows. The pair of 4-6 month old lab mixes just showed up next door on Hazelwood Road in Sherman, Texas,  “. . .about the time a work-over rig crew came to work on a pumping site next door to us.  The first week we thought they belonged there.  This last week we asked and the workers said no.  Our neighbor, Mike, made the mistake of feeding them wieners when he cooked outside.  So now they won’t leave his house.”

Jan has made it her mission to find a place for these brothers–a rescue? a shelter?  Or even better, a permanent home.  I suspect they’d make some family incredibly happy, perhaps even be stellar sniff-aholic huntin’ dawgs (as in the Ask Amy video, below).

Have you ever rescued a pet? My Seren-dipity was a dumped kitten. What have you done when faced with that waif on the doorstep? Can you have it in your heart to welcome Nobody’s Dog and transform him/her into Somebody’s Dog? I can put you in touch with Jan . . .

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Woof Wednesday: Ask Amy & Nobody’s Dog — 11 Comments

  1. It’s such a pity that some humans attach so little value to their pets and their offspring that so easily abandon them. Thank goodness there are humans like you,Amy, to help balance “the books.”
    Sandy

  2. What a beautiful dog. Our lab used to belong to the neighbor when he was a puppy, but they didn’t really take care of him, so he came to live with us. We had him for 16 years and he was the BEST DOG EVER!

    • Natasha, that’s fantastic! To think they missed out on such a treasure and you had 16 years…makes me smile to hear happy endings.

  3. Brings tears to my eyes.

    Our Rose came from a Beagle rescue shelter. They are dedicated to going to the local kill shelters, finding beagles, and getting them homes. Rose has a happy home. She’s a very loving dog. We had a bit of a rough time with her at first. I don’t know anything about her first home, other than it wasn’t a happy one.

    Our Bandit was a rescue of a different sort. My middle son Ian, the aspiring script writer, was working for the summer at the local veterinary as an extra pair of hands. Cleaning pens, washing up, that sort of thing. He was walking to work one morning, when he heard this pitiful mewing. There was this cute little black and white ‘penguin’ kitten staring at him from one of the neighbors porches.

    We knew the neighbor pretty well. She didn’t like cats, so Ian knew it wasn’t hers. He quickly walked over and talked to it. I guess the poor thing was starving, because it let him pick it up, and he brought it home. It’s still here, three years later, and has grown into the handsomest black and white you’ll ever see.

    A day or so later, we heard from another neighbor that they had found a kitten about the same size hiding in their shed. We assume that someone had dumped the kittens on the side of the road. Both Bandit, and his sister have homes, we don’t know if there were more than two though, because no one else along the street mentioned finding any kittens. We have a lot of wildlife here – it’s nothing unusual to see foxes on the front lawn, there’s raccoons all over the place, coyotes in the park, and dogs do get loose some times, so a little kitten wouldn’t stand a chance on it’s own for very long.

    Wayne

  4. My cat, Bernie, was dumped at a shelter where I ended up adopting him :) he is super sweet and lovable and I’m so happy I adopted him!

    • Isn’t it neat how these foundlings always seem to show extra love almost as if they know and are grateful you saved them?

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