Bella would still be Bella but that damn crazy woman in Florida got the “Bella Vita” tattoo and I just didn’t want to have that linked to a puppy. There was a Pit Bull who pulled her mom off some railroad tracks and lost a leg doing it and her name was Lily. Lillith was named after a brave dog and was not going to be named after a child killer. I do not know for certain that woman killed her daughter but I do know for certain she didn’t lose a leg trying to prevent it.
Sam certainly never had a name. He was tossed as soon as he was weaned and it’s possible his dog mom was out in the woods trying to keep him and his siblings alive somehow when she was killed. Sam and whoever was left wandered off and finally Sam, the last survivor, was found by Bert. I often wonder how it is Sam got to be where he was. Patrick the Wonder Dog looked downright robust in comparison to what someone left me to deal with. In twelve years I’ve learned more about the long term effects of abuse on a sentient creature than I ever feared there was to know. But I gave Sam twelve years and a name. I gave Sam a home and some siblings. Death is never truly cheated but Sam and I have run a scam on the Old Man and we’re still running as fast as Time will let us.
Maybe Bert had a name and perhaps he did not. He wasn’t ill kept and Bert was always happy. His dog sister was in the same pound and I wish I could have foreseen who Bert would be for I sure as hell would have liked that genetic line in a pair of dogs. I have no idea who else was in that litter with Bert and his sister but I would like to think somewhere out there is someone who still has her, or maybe there are two or three out there like Bert. That dog was a dog lover’s dog through and through. There aren’t enough words out there to get it right, really.
I think Lucas was dumped, too. The vet told me that Lucas would be stunted and if that’s true I am very happy because otherwise he might be a Water Buffalo. I’m told that people will dump accidental puppies that belong to larger breeds because “they get too big”. That woman in Florida might have had some of those very same thoughts for all I know. But Lucas turned out beautiful as well as big. There wasn’t a way to prepare for Bert’s death and there isn’t a way to mend that loss, but Lucas did arrive in time to get some training from the best dog ever. He has done the most with it.
Adopt don’t shop. I can’t tell you that you will find what I did, those gems in the woods, on the road, and in shelters, but I can tell you that is the only place you will find them. Click on photos to enlarge
Mike writes regularly at his site: The Hickory Head Hermit
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