Today We Rescued Your Dog
by Pat Closher
Today we rescued your dog. We don’t know where you got him from - maybe you saw him in a pet store window or maybe one of your neighbors bred a few litters a year just to make some vacation money or because they loved their dogs so much that of course they wanted to have puppies. We don’t know much about how you cared for him either, although our vet thought that for such a young dog, his teeth were in pretty bad shape.
by Pat Closher
Today we rescued your dog. We don’t know where you got him from - maybe you saw him in a pet store window or maybe one of your neighbors bred a few litters a year just to make some vacation money or because they loved their dogs so much that of course they wanted to have puppies. We don’t know much about how you cared for him either, although our vet thought that for such a young dog, his teeth were in pretty bad shape.
Did you know they were going to keep him outside? At least it was a pretty mild winter. There were no heavy snows, not much heavy winter rain and only a few days of bitter cold. But for all of those weeks he had no companionship, no care, and no love.
For some reason, your grandparents took him to the shelter. Maybe a neighbor complained about him or maybe their own health gave out or maybe they just got tired of him. You know the local shelter is a kill shelter, don’t you? You know that their own statistics indicate that about half of the dogs that enter are killed, don’t you? Maybe your grandparents thought he would be adopted quickly. He is a purebred, after all. No one was interested in him, though, maybe since he’s an adult dog and not a cute little puppy. No one contacted the purebred rescue group either. They probably would have placed him quickly, since he really is a great boy. The shelter is a clean place and they take good care of the dogs. They get good food and they’re bathed and brushed. It’s still a shelter though, and is noisy and chaotic and frightening. He spent two months there in that confusion, away from everyone and everything he had known.
One day, we saw him on the shelter web site. We called and asked about him. The shelter workers were so happy to hear from us and were delighted to agree to bring him to a local pet store where they do adoptions. Do you want to know why they were so accommodating? He was scheduled to be killed that afternoon. He didn’t know that, but the shelter workers certainly did. It hurt them and he felt that, so he knew something was wrong. All of a sudden, though, the shelter workers were happy and excited and so was he. They bathed him and brushed his coat. We think they probably told him this was it - his big chance, or maybe he just knew it somehow. When we met him, we all fell in love.
He had to go to the vet to be neutered, of course, but then he came home. He has his very own 13 year-old boy. You know, it’s almost like watching one of those old Lassie movies, seeing how well they’ve bonded. He’s got good food and his own toys. He’s taken on walks three times a day, is regularly groomed and is taken to the vet for needed care. We’ll be with him always, even if we have to make that last, difficult decision, because, you see, he is our dog and we are his family.
He has a good heart you know, but then he is a dog, so that’s to be expected. He’s probably forgiven you and, with a dog’s grace, doesn’t even remember you dumped him. He’d probably even be willing to greet you at the Rainbow Bridge. But you know what? He’ll greet us and go with us at the Bridge, and then he’ll be with us forever, because he’s our dog and we’re his family.
The way we heard the story, you moved out of state and didn’t want to take him with you. You left him at your grandparents. Maybe you thought a lively, handsome dog was just the thing for them, and under better circumstances it might have been. Maybe they have been cleaning up your messes for your entire life and an unwanted dog was just another mess to clean up.One day, we saw him on the shelter web site. We called and asked about him. The shelter workers were so happy to hear from us and were delighted to agree to bring him to a local pet store where they do adoptions. Do you want to know why they were so accommodating? He was scheduled to be killed that afternoon. He didn’t know that, but the shelter workers certainly did. It hurt them and he felt that, so he knew something was wrong. All of a sudden, though, the shelter workers were happy and excited and so was he. They bathed him and brushed his coat. We think they probably told him this was it - his big chance, or maybe he just knew it somehow. When we met him, we all fell in love.
He had to go to the vet to be neutered, of course, but then he came home. He has his very own 13 year-old boy. You know, it’s almost like watching one of those old Lassie movies, seeing how well they’ve bonded. He’s got good food and his own toys. He’s taken on walks three times a day, is regularly groomed and is taken to the vet for needed care. We’ll be with him always, even if we have to make that last, difficult decision, because, you see, he is our dog and we are his family.
He has a good heart you know, but then he is a dog, so that’s to be expected. He’s probably forgiven you and, with a dog’s grace, doesn’t even remember you dumped him. He’d probably even be willing to greet you at the Rainbow Bridge. But you know what? He’ll greet us and go with us at the Bridge, and then he’ll be with us forever, because he’s our dog and we’re his family.
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Daisy was my foster for almost a year. She was a sweet senior boxer girl who was just happy to be loved. She loved car rides to get a treat at Starbucks. She was quick to share her home with other fosters and always got along with her pal, Benjen. She loved anyone that stopped by to visit. She loved to snuggle up on the couch and snore away. She was a very good dog. Daisy, you will be missed. Foster Mom, Kay
My family and I adopted Petey approximately 8 years ago from Lone Star Boxer Rescue. He was our children's best friend and at times their favorite pillow. A friend to be loved, and a constant companion. He was an old soul since the day we brought him into our home, and the best dog a family could ever want. He was a part of our family and though he is gone, he will always be with us. Thank you Lone Star Boxer Rescue for allowing us to bring him into our lives. He was our first dog and he gave me more than I ever thought a dog could. He will be missed dearly.
Lexi made it to our family through LSBR in the fall of 2011. She joined us during a very difficult time, and we were so glad to find her. She was sturdy and tough looking, with the most hilarious bark that sounded like it should have come from a squirrel. She left most of the barking to Bubba. She was the best girl and was so patient (and modeled perfect dog behavior) when we came home with twins. She was also our #1 clean up specialist during the high chair years. Lexi was only with us for three short years, passing away just before she turned eight in October 2014. Lexi was by our sides through some of the hardest times, and we will forever be grateful that she found us. We have no doubt that she is hanging with Bubba in puppy heaven, hunting up mailmen and stray cats. The Gyeszly Family
We headed to the Fritz with eyes on a three-legged girl from the LSBR website, and came home with a four-legged boy who stole our hearts the moment we met him. Bubba was our first child, joining our family when he was one year old and staying with us until he died suddenly of a brain tumor in September 2014 just shy of turning ten. He was the best dog any family could ever hope for, with the best Chewbacca noises, the most gorgeous pinky face, excellent counter-surfing skills (and a real love of bread) and one heck of a handshake. He was such a gentleman and was a real celebrity in our neighborhood. He was kind, patient and loving, even when we brought home another dog (Lexi), and even when we brought home newborn twins. And even when the twins turned into grabby toddlers. We will miss him forever but are comforted by absolute certainty that he is in puppy heaven. The Gyeszly Family
Sadly our buster passed away in July. We had him for five wonderful years. He provided our family with so much love it’s hard to believe that someone at some point didn’t want him. His favorite thing to do was lay around the house – usually wherever we were. He was an awesome dog and will be missed by us humans and our other rescue boxer, Bailey. Thank you LSBR for providing opportunities for second chances to these wonderfully deserving animals. Stewart, Terrie, Wade and Grant Duke
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