October 4, 2011 > Winnie's Wish
By Winnie (with help from Deb Brothers)
I'm called Winnie now, but since I was recently found by the side of the road with no collar, no tag, and no microchip, I can't even tell you what my name was before. A Good Samaritan (GS #1) picked me up and brought me to her office - I can tell you I was a mess. Can't remember how long I have been out on my own, but it hasn't been fun. My once beautiful coat was all dirty and matted, and I was SSSSOOOOO hungry and thirsty.
Another Good Samaritan (GS #2) went to get me food and they let me take a nap, then GS #2 took me to the vet to have me checked out. Surprisingly, outside of age-related issues, I was in pretty good shape. I must have had a good human taking care of me before this happened, because I had some medicine in my ears and my teeth had recently been cleaned.
They pumped me with fluids, which made me feel so much better immediately, gave me some stuff to keep the fleas from bothering me, gave me a bath, fed me all day long, let me sleep as much as I wanted, and took me on walks (I really do LOVE walks). All the ladies in the clinic love me - I think I had about five different names while I was there. All I really need now is a haircut.
After a few days of TLC from the clinic, I was feeling perky enough so the vet said my GS #2 could take me home with her while she looked for my owner. Although she hasn't told me, I don't think she is going to find my last human, so I thought it would be best if I tried to find another human on my own - which is why I am writing this letter now.
I've been staying with GS #2 for a few days now, but her dog doesn't like me much (he's just jealous), so she gets pretty tired trying to please us both. I can't figure out why he doesn't like me... I'm totally sweet, cute, and have the cutest bark - but I don't bark much at all since I can't really hear most of those noises that make us bark.
I don't take up much space, but my GS #2 works all day, and her apartment manager says I can't stay much longer. I am not picky about what I eat, where I sleep, or what kind of treats you want to give me. I'm a little stiff in the morning when I first get out of bed, but I walk very well unless I turn too fast on a slippery floor. But hey, we've all been there, right? I even have my own dishes, collar, leash, bed, and blanket now. My life has become rich in so many ways, in spite of my dubious outlook not too long ago.
No, I'm not a puppy anymore, and I have a few age-related issues - if you were my age, you'd have issues, too. But I love being around people (maybe not little kids so much), and won't give you ANY trouble at all. My wish is for a warm, loving home where I can get a scratch on the head once in awhile - oh, and treats... mustn't forget treats. Even another older dog for company would be ok.
So, if you think you might like to meet me, you can call my GS #2 at (510) 368-5577. She would be happy to pass on all my virtues to you.