Hi Toni.
Cuddles was a toodle. He came from a home that kept him on a chain out in the front yard because “he keeps pooping inside and won’t be potty trained”. It was heart wrenching. I saw him there day after day. One day I finally stopped to look at his poor matted little guy who stunk to high heaven. The owner told me they hated him so I asked if I could have him. They gave him to me there and then. I took him home and my dogs trained him not to potty in the house. He had a total of 2 accidents and thereafter was my dog. He went with me everywhere until he was 16 years old. In fact, he went more places with me than my husband did. My husband even had to bring him camp where I was working as the cook because he stopped eating while I wasn’t home. He was my familiar at the time. And remains in my heart for always. He will meet me at the rainbow bridge when I go.
I’m doing well now but I cried for a week when he passed. I still get teary when i talk about him.
Hi again Lisa. We were speaking with Waggle.org today and I shared your story about Cuddles. Your story has quite an impact and just shows what a difference one person, extending kindness, can make. You rock!
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Cuddles was a toodle. He came from a home that kept him on a chain out in the front yard because “he keeps pooping inside and won’t be potty trained”. It was heart wrenching. I saw him there day after day. One day I finally stopped to look at his poor matted little guy who stunk to high heaven. The owner told me they hated him so I asked if I could have him. They gave him to me there and then. I took him home and my dogs trained him not to potty in the house. He had a total of 2 accidents and thereafter was my dog. He went with me everywhere until he was 16 years old. In fact, he went more places with me than my husband did. My husband even had to bring him camp where I was working as the cook because he stopped eating while I wasn’t home. He was my familiar at the time. And remains in my heart for always. He will meet me at the rainbow bridge when I go.
I’m doing well now but I cried for a week when he passed. I still get teary when i talk about him.
Lisa