How It All Began
It's better than living on the street, eating out of trash cans, and getting attacked by every human and dog I come across. Why doesn’t anyone like me? My mom deserted me at birth, and I never knew her or my dad. I’m sure they were both big and strong, but I’m just a sick weakling that no one wants. No wonder no one wants me, I’m covered with bumps, cists, lumps, and tumors. I feel really sick. At least here, no one beats me and the others here are all like me, orphaned.
I hear they have our pictures on TV or on some other thing they call the internet. (I remember the net the dog officer caught me with!) … I’m tired now. I want to sleep, I hurt, I’m in pain, and I have a broken heart. No one wants me and each... mmmmm... What’s that smell? Not that medicinal stuff they put on my cysts and tumors… This smells like what I’ve heard people say is “mom’s apple pie”, whatever that is? But wow! It smells really good! I think just smelling this makes me feel better. I’m not so tired anymore. Hey, who is this? As the lady gets closer to my cage the smell gets stronger. Hey lady, please come closer. Come this way. I’m right here. Please come stand near me! No sooner did I think that, when this beautiful and wonderfully smelling woman bends down looking at my hideous tumors, and to my complete surprise, sticks her hand in my cage and pets me! I thought I was in heaven, and then she gave me a cookie. That’s when I knew I really was in heaven, and not at the Scituate Animal Shelter.
Here is an Angel of God, soothing my wounds and feeding me an ambrossure like treat. I thought I lost my mind when she asked the nice attendant if I could come out of the cage so she could hold me! Who would want to hold me all scaly and full of pussy tumors? Who was this Angel?
Immediately when she held me and looked into my eyes I knew I was found, found by someone who loves me and wanted me for me. Even with all my ugly skin lesions. Either she was crazy or I had just found the most loving and caring person on earth. Just then, I realized I was feeling better, almost miraculously. My tail wagged involuntarily, my eyes grew brighter, my nose got wet, and my tongue turned pink. Even my ears perked up.
The next day when the good Doctors at the Scituate Animal Shelter finished working on me, I gave them all a lick to say thanks because they and the good smelling lady cared about me. About me!
Later that day, that good smelling lady came to see me again and gave me more cookies and biscuits. These were even better than the first ones if that is possible. I over heard the staff at the Scituate Animal Shelter talking about the good smelling lady’s mom and that they didn’t know how or even if it would work. I had no idea that “Nancy” the good smelling lady had a mom that she cared about very much. It seems that mom may move in with Nancy and there could be a problem… Mom didn’t like dogs. Well, I agree with her. Especially because of the way other dogs and most people treated me.
The next thing I knew I was in Nancy’s car and she kept telling me that I was going to love it. I had no idea where I was going or what she was talking about. All I knew was, Wow did Nancy smell good. And she kept giving me cookies and biscuits out of the bag on her lap. She kept talking to me and reassuring me about how great it would be. Petting me and giving me biscuits, all while driving as if I wasn’t even there. I don’t know if she is a better driver or a baker. Who cares. I love her.
I must have died and gone to heaven. This whole house smells like Nancy. And those incredible biscuits and cookies. She even gave me my own little bed to sleep on. And when I need to, she lets me go outside to the bathroom. Really, I do what I have to as quickly as I can so I can get back into the house with Nancy. I love her so much and I miss her even when I’m outside piddling.
The next day Nancy left for work. I could smell someone else in the house. The second I saw her I knew I loved her too. She looked just like Nancy and was just as kind to me. She loves me very much too. She couldn’t wait to tell Nancy exactly that when she came home that night.
I really can’t ask for more. I’m healthy now, no more lumps, bumps, or lesions. My family loves me and I get to eat all the cookies and biscuits I want. The biscuits are very special to dogs like me because Nancy has developed a recipe to full fill almost every dog's needs and tastes. We have cookies for vegetarians, peanut butter lovers, meat lovers, even candy and mint lovers. You name it we have it. And if we don’t, Nancy will be happy to whip something up especially for your very lucky dogs taste too. I will, of course taste test them first, my favorite job. Which, I have been doing for a long time now. I couldn’t pay enough money to have this job and she lets me do it for free!
So feel free to ask us for just about any preparation. I’m sure Nancy will make your four legged friend feel just as special as she makes me feel.
Love you all,