By foster mother
BETRAYED
He was found on the bridge, hungry and scared. The woman who had found him called the police, and the dog was taken to the kennel at the police station. His owner was sought after through the local newspaper. Perhaps this sweet little puppy was lost, and his family was looking for their pet? Two months were gone. Nobody called back and there was no more hope for this little one. He would be euthanized. At the last minute his savior called the police and took this poor dog home. This way he was rescued from a certain death again. In a while the puppy was returned to a dog hotel. He was a problem dog and his current owner did not manage to take care of him anymore. The dog barked, peed inside and could bite. Next family managed to keep him only for one month. Then I got a call from that dog hotel, and they asked me to look after the dog for a little while. We went there at once to fetch him. At the hotel we met a frightened frustrated puppy who barked without stopping. And it was just the beginning. At our place he didn’t feel safe either. He barked at everyone, inside as well as outside. He also bit our cat and our younger daughter and troubled our neighbors. He ate cat food instead of his own, and from time to time there was a big yellow pond on the kitchen floor…
This nightmare ended after almost two months. Gradually, Charlie turned into a joyous obedient dog, and we began to have a lot of fun with him. It was amusing to see him playing with cats’ toys, he stopped barking at us, and he did not pay any attention to our cats anymore, but still were waiting patiently to steal their food if he had a chance.
At last he was loved and got his own home. In return we got his tremendous affection and trust. He was a very clever dog who knew well how to win my heart. He did not bite my cats anymore, but they were not allowed to be my favorites anyway. If they wanted to cuddle with me, Charlie was always the first to occupy the vacant place near me. He did not touch cat food at my presence but learned to wait for the right moment. We had a very strong connection to each other, and nobody loved me as much before.
But I knew that one day I would have to say «Goodbye» to him. And that day came. He had got a new family which would be his permanent home. And soon we went back to the dog hotel. He had no suspicions about this journey.
He trusted me to the last minute. When I placed his crate with him inside into another car, he was still looking at me with hope, but then I shut the car door. He was betrayed again. This time by someone who he loved with all his little heart. It hurt me very much. But I know that he is in good hands now, and enjoys life with his new family, who also grew very fond of him.
I wish them good luck, and as for me, I must help other dogs who are in need.
Foster mother
