When I found Fred on the side of the road he was skittish, neurotic, and sweet as could be. One month later he's still all those things, but now he's fat too. Love him more every day.
Aww - poor thing. He looks an absolute wreck of a dog on the left - you have worked wonders in such a short time. I just love his confident stance and bunny ears on the right.
Just for some background: Living out of a hotel in San Antonio for training the next few months, was driving around looking for a dry cleaners. Parked and started walking in to drop off my dress and out popped this scrawny, terrified puppy. I ran back to my car and got my leftovers from lunch (spring rolls) and tossed them to him. He gobbled them up, and I noticed he was panting, so I grabbed a Tupperware from my car and filled it with water from my water bottle then sat back to watch him. Called to him a few times, but he wouldn't come near me. I finally decided to get back in my car, maybe call a shelter to come pick him up, when suddenly he appeared a few feet from my drivers side door, sniffing. So, I opened the passenger side to see if he would climb in, and what do you know he hopped right in.
For the first five seconds I was thinking of driving him to the nearest shelter. But then, almost immediately he started licking my hand and trying to bury himself in my lap. That's all it took, I knew I'd found my dog, Fred.
He's a 2 year old chihuahua/pit mix, according to the vet's best approximation (she called him a San Antonio Street Special). He's still very, very skittish but he's getting better every day. Seeing as I'm in the military and in a job that requires me to be gone about 2/3rds of the time I'm still not exactly sure what or how I'm going to make things work when I get to my next station, but even if I have to find him a new family some day I'm just glad I've had this opportunity to give him a new life. Rescue a dog, I swear you won't regret it for a second.
Diplodocus114 on November 11st, 2019 at 00:19 UTC »
Aww - poor thing. He looks an absolute wreck of a dog on the left - you have worked wonders in such a short time. I just love his confident stance and bunny ears on the right.
imitationofmyself on November 11st, 2019 at 00:34 UTC »
Just for some background: Living out of a hotel in San Antonio for training the next few months, was driving around looking for a dry cleaners. Parked and started walking in to drop off my dress and out popped this scrawny, terrified puppy. I ran back to my car and got my leftovers from lunch (spring rolls) and tossed them to him. He gobbled them up, and I noticed he was panting, so I grabbed a Tupperware from my car and filled it with water from my water bottle then sat back to watch him. Called to him a few times, but he wouldn't come near me. I finally decided to get back in my car, maybe call a shelter to come pick him up, when suddenly he appeared a few feet from my drivers side door, sniffing. So, I opened the passenger side to see if he would climb in, and what do you know he hopped right in.
For the first five seconds I was thinking of driving him to the nearest shelter. But then, almost immediately he started licking my hand and trying to bury himself in my lap. That's all it took, I knew I'd found my dog, Fred.
He's a 2 year old chihuahua/pit mix, according to the vet's best approximation (she called him a San Antonio Street Special). He's still very, very skittish but he's getting better every day. Seeing as I'm in the military and in a job that requires me to be gone about 2/3rds of the time I'm still not exactly sure what or how I'm going to make things work when I get to my next station, but even if I have to find him a new family some day I'm just glad I've had this opportunity to give him a new life. Rescue a dog, I swear you won't regret it for a second.
SabahSevdaB on November 11st, 2019 at 00:59 UTC »
HIS. EARS.