Fel sylfaenydd The Great Animal Rescue Chase , rwy'n cael y pleser o gwrdd â channoedd o arwyr anhygoel, ond fe wnaeth yr un hwn fy nal i. Bydd eich gwallt yn sefyll ar ei ben wrth ichi ddarllen hanes y dyn hwn a'r ci hwn a gododd ei gilydd dro ar ôl tro. Cofiwch edrych am y ddolen ar ddiwedd y stori i weld mwy o luniau. Boed i ni gyd rhyw ddydd gael cyfle i garu hyn yn ddwfn….
Gan Don Hill o Georgia
Roeddwn yn Augusta, Georgia lle bûm am sawl wythnos yn glanhau cartref fy mam yn dilyn ei marwolaeth ddiweddar o ganlyniad i nifer o broblemau iechyd a chymhlethdodau. Ar y dydd Sul yma, fy niwrnod olaf yno, gan fy mod rhyw awr yn unig o adael i ddychwelyd i odre mynyddoedd gogledd-ddwyrain Georgia a’m pum ci achub bron i bedair awr i ffwrdd, cerddais allan i’r iard flaen i gael un olwg olaf ar gartref fy rhieni a gwelais yn yr iard flaen yr hyn a oedd yn ymddangos yn gi hen iawn a oedd mewn trallod amlwg. Byddai'n cerdded mewn hanner cylch, yna'n disgyn i'r llawr, yna'n cael trafferth yn ôl i'w draed a'i wneud eto. Gwelais ef yn gwneud yr un peth o leiaf dair gwaith wrth i mi gerdded draw ato.
Hwn oedd fy achubiaeth hawsaf o bell ffordd oherwydd nid oedd yr hen fachgen druan hwn mewn unrhyw siâp i redeg oddi wrthyf, ond hefyd y mwyaf torcalonnus. Roedd y gwryw trist, di-sbaddu hwn yn y siâp gwaethaf o unrhyw gi a welais erioed yn ystod fy mlynyddoedd lawer yn achub anifeiliaid. Roedd wedi diflasu, wedi dadhydradu, ei lygad de wedi chwyddo ac yn draenio puss, roedd y ddwy glust wedi'u heintio'n ddifrifol ac yn draenio hefyd, roedd ei gorff wedi'i orchuddio â briwiau agored, roedd yn bla â chwain ac roedd ei ewinedd blaen bron yn bedair modfedd o hyd. Roedd ei ddannedd i gyd wedi gwisgo i lawr lefel gyda'i deintgig, rwy'n tybio o flynyddoedd o gnoi wrth gebl neu gadwyn a ddefnyddiwyd i'w gaethiwo ac roedd y padiau ar ei draed wedi treulio a thorri'n aruthrol.
Pan welodd fy nghysgod fe flinodd a syrthiodd i'r llawr fel pe bai ar fin cael ei guro
Wrth i mi ddod yn agos ato, nid oedd yn ymddangos fel pe bai'n fy nghlywed yn agosáu, ond pan welodd fy nghysgod, fe flinodd a syrthio i'r llawr fel pe bai ar fin cael ei guro a chowerodd. Eisteddais ar y glaswellt gydag ef a'i strôcio a siarad yn dawel ag ef nes iddo roi'r gorau i guro, gan geisio ei sicrhau nad oedd neb byth yn mynd i'w frifo eto a bod ei ddioddefaint yn mynd i ddod i ben. Roeddwn i eisiau dangos iddo nad oedd ganddo ddim i'w ofni oddi wrthyf.
Amcangyfrifais ei oedran yn 10+; penderfynodd y milfeddyg a'i triniodd yn ddiweddarach ei fod yn agos at 15. Codais ef yn fy mreichiau a'i gludo i mewn i'r carport lle roedd gennyf ôl-gerbyd cyfleustodau bach yn llawn o bethau o dŷ fy mam yr oeddwn yn mynd â nhw gyda mi. Roedd rhywfaint o fwyd ci sych a phowlenni ci dur di-staen yn un o'r bocsys yn ogystal â rhai hen flancedi a thywelion felly gwnes i wely iddo a'i roi arno wrth i mi gymysgu peth o'r bwyd sych gyda dŵr i'w feddalu, gan wybod y byddai'n cael amser caled yn ei fwyta fel arall gyda'i ddannedd yn y cyflwr yr oeddent ynddo. Am nifer o oriau rhoddais fwyd a dŵr iddo mewn symiau bach oherwydd ei gyflwr, dim ond ceisio adeiladu gormod arno a dim eisiau adeiladu gormod i'w fwyta. ewch ag ef adref, y bore canlynol, gallwn fynd ag ef at fy milfeddyg a rhoi diwedd ar ei ddioddefaint yn drugarog.
Dod â Roadie adref – gosododd ei ben ar draws fy nghlun
Nid oedd gadael ef byth yn opsiwn ar ôl i mi ddod o hyd iddo. Fe wnes i wely iddo ar sedd flaen fy Jeep, ei godi a'i osod arno. Fe wnes i gyrraedd y trelar cyfleustodau a chychwyn ar y daith adref gan feddwl tybed a fyddai'r hen fachgen hwn sy'n cysgu'n gadarn yn cyrraedd yn ôl i'r fferm. Ychydig filltiroedd i lawr y ffordd, cododd ei ben ac edrych arnaf gyda'r un llygad brown mawr y gallai ei agor fel pe bai i ddweud diolch, yna gosododd y pen hwnnw ar draws fy nghlun dde lle arhosodd y daith gyfan adref ac aeth yn ôl i gysgu.
Daeth yn ôl i'r fferm gyda mi lle gosodais ef i lawr yn gyfforddus mewn stondin wag yn yr ysgubor, am ei gadw ar wahân i'r cŵn eraill yno nes y gallwn fynd ag ef i swyddfa'r milfeddyg y bore wedyn. Cariais ef i mewn i swyddfa'r milfeddyg a'i osod ar fwrdd yr ystafell arholiad, gan ddisgwyl yn llwyr i ganiatáu i'r milfeddyg anfon yr hen ddyn melys druan hwn ymlaen i le gwell. Agorodd ei un llygad da ac estyn allan a chyffwrdd â mi â'i bawen a gwyddwn bryd hynny ac yn y fan a'r lle bod yr hen fachgen druan hwn yn mynd i dorri fy nghalon.
Yr arholiad milfeddygol. Beth fydden nhw'n ei ddarganfod?
Fe wnaeth fy milfeddyg ei archwilio a phan gafodd ei orffen dywedodd wrthyf mai'r heintiau clust oedd y gwaethaf a welodd erioed ac roedd bron yn bositif bod yr hen foi hwn yn hollol fyddar o ganlyniad. Buom yn trafod yr holl faterion iechyd a gofynnodd i mi beth roeddwn i eisiau ei wneud. Dywedodd wrthyf ar hyn o bryd na allai weld unrhyw beth o'i le na ellid ei drin a'i fod yn teimlo y gallai'r ci wella'n llwyr heb ormod o straen na phoen a chael ansawdd bywyd da, ond fe'm rhybuddiodd oherwydd ei oedran datblygedig, hyd yn oed pe baem yn penderfynu trin ei holl broblemau, efallai mai dim ond chwe mis neu efallai blwyddyn sydd gan yr hen fachgen hwn ar ôl a fi oedd i benderfynu. Gwelodd fi’n petruso wrth i mi edrych i lawr ar yr hen ddyn tlawd hwn roeddwn i wedi dod o hyd iddo ac yna dywedodd “Dewch i ni ei brofi am lyngyr y galon. Mae’n llawer rhy hen i fynd trwy driniaeth. Gadewch i ni weld a yw’n bositif ai peidio ac yna gallwch chi benderfynu.” Dywedais yn iawn. Roeddwn i wedi ei enwi yn “Roadie” oherwydd y diwrnod hwnnw des i o hyd iddo roedd yn amlwg ei fod wedi bod ar y ffordd ers tro.
Wrth i mi aros am ganlyniadau’r prawf llyngyr y galon, roeddwn i’n ceisio darganfod ble roeddwn i’n mynd i gael yr arian i drin ei holl broblemau eraill pe bai’n negatif gan lyngyr y galon. Codais fy ffôn symudol a galw ffrind agos i mi sy'n dymuno aros yn ddienw. Roedd wedi sefydlu grŵp achub anifeiliaid ymateb i drychineb yn sgil Corwynt Katrina o'r enw Kat 5 Animal Rescue. Dywedais bopeth wrtho am Roadie a dywedodd y byddai'n fy helpu gyda'r costau i drin Roadie pe bai'r milfeddyg a minnau'n penderfynu y gellid adfer ansawdd bywyd da iddo.
Yn rhydd o bryf genwair, mae Roadie eisiau byw
Daeth fy milfeddyg yn ôl i mewn a dweud “Mae gan Roadie lawer o broblemau ar hyn o bryd ond nid yw heartworm yn un ohonyn nhw.” Roedd yn amlwg yn gwybod fy mod yn poeni am y costau dan sylw a dywedodd wrthyf os oeddwn am drin yr hen ddyn melys hwn y byddai'n rhoi pob gostyngiad posibl i mi. Gofynnais iddo adael llonydd i mi gyda Roadie am rai munudau er mwyn i mi geisio gwneud y penderfyniad cywir. Wrth i mi sefyll yno yn mwytho côt fudr matiog Roadie, sylweddolais ei fod wedi cael ei roi yn fy llwybr am reswm a boed hynny dim ond chwe mis neu efallai blwyddyn, roeddwn yn mynd i wneud popeth o fewn fy ngallu i ddangos i’r hen ŵr hwn a oedd wedi dioddef oes o esgeulustod a chamdriniaeth fod rhywun yn ei garu ac yn gofalu amdano cyn iddo adael y byd hwn—gan wybod yn iawn y byddwn mewn galar pan ddeuai’r amser hwnnw.
Felly roedd Roadie yn mynd i gael triniaeth. Arhosodd yn swyddfa'r milfeddyg am bum niwrnod lle cafodd ei roi ar hylifau IV a gwrthfiotigau, ymdriniwyd â'i heigiad chwain, glanhawyd ei glustiau heintiedig a oedd yn draenio, a rhoddwyd bath meddyginiaethol iddo. Ymdriniwyd â'i holl faterion a chymerodd bron i ddau fis, ond gwellodd yn llwyr.
Misoedd gorau ei fywyd … hyd yn oed chwarae pêl yn ei henaint
Bu Roadie yn byw ar y fferm gyda mi a fy nghŵn eraill a'r ceffylau am saith mis yn hapus ac yn llawn bywyd. Roedd yn chwarae gyda'i hoff bêl ac yn cysgu yn fy ngwely bob nos nes bod y bore hwnnw wedi bod yn ofnus yn dod. Deffrais y dydd Gwener hwnnw i fynd â Roadie a'r plant eraill allan ond ni allai godi a sefyll ar ei draed ac roeddwn i'n meddwl yn dda ei fod yn cael diwrnod gwael, felly fe wnes i helpu ar ei draed a thu allan i wneud ei fusnes a pharhau i wneud hynny dros y penwythnos. Erbyn dydd Llun, ni allai ei goesau gynnal ei bwysau hyd yn oed gyda fy nghymorth, felly yn union fel y cefais saith mis ynghynt, cariais ef i swyddfa fy milfeddyg a dywedodd fy milfeddyg wrthyf ei bod yn bryd. Daliais ef yn fy mreichiau a chrio wrth i Roadie adael y byd hwn, ond wrth iddo edrych arnaf ychydig cyn i'r goleuadau fynd allan y tu ôl i'r llygaid mawr brown hardd hynny, roeddwn yn gwybod yn fy nghalon fod Roadie yn gwybod fy mod yn ei garu gan fy mod yn gwybod ei fod yn fy ngharu i.
Es â Roadie yn ôl i'r fferm ac fe wnaeth fy ffrind a oedd wedi helpu gyda'r biliau milfeddyg ar gyfer Roadie fy helpu i'w gladdu ar y fferm gyda'i hoff bêl. Es i'r tŷ ac eistedd gyda fy nghŵn eraill am gysur a chrio am ddyddiau yn union fel yr wyf yn awr, yn adrodd ei stori. Gallaf ddweud yn onest gan wybod popeth rwy'n ei wybod nawr y byddwn yn ei wneud eto. Rydych chi'n gweld, ychydig wythnosau cyn i mi ddod o hyd i Roadie, roeddwn wedi colli fy mam, ac roedd Roadie, heb i mi hyd yn oed yn gwybod hynny ar y pryd, fy helpu trwy rai o ddyddiau tywyllaf fy mywyd gan ganolbwyntio arno ac nid colli fy mam yn ddiweddar. Fydda i byth yn ei anghofio na'r anrheg arbennig roddodd i mi a anaml mae diwrnod yn mynd heibio nad ydw i'n meddwl amdano'n chwarae gyda'i bêl na fy nghŵn eraill ac yn cerdded mor gyflym ag y gallai i geisio cadw i fyny gyda nhw nad ydw i'n gwenu neu weithiau'n dal i daflu deigryn. Mae gen i fagnet ar fy Jeep sy'n edrych fel print paw ci ac mae'n dweud “Who Rescued Who?” Gadawaf i chi benderfynu.
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What a loving story! It melted my heart. Mr. Hill, you surely be eternally blessed if there is a hereafter! Thank you Ms. Simpson for finding and posting this story.
Brings tears to my eyes,and they still don't stop!!!This is proof that humanity still exists
Two angels finding each other for a moment in time. How wonderful and bittersweet. Bless you sir, and RIP Roadie.
Frida, my twelve year old poodle has taught me to be more appreciative and loving. Her love and trust is unconditional.
what a beautiful story, reminds me of my dog chase, i had to have him put to sleep and it ripped my soul apart, but what came thru loseing him is my art, i have over 300 pieces and with them i want to donate half of any sales to help with our best friends in chases name. but my health is not good, and i dont know where to begin, cause i cant do it by myself, and this is all because my boy died, its for him, and because of him. i pray that god will send me a miracle, because a lot of animals could be helped. signed, needing a miracle.
I have a little rescued GSD that came into my life in the middle of a prolonged and dark, dark stretch of road ... he was in the middle of recovering from a savage case of mange, still bald on a lot of his body but the sweetest of creatures ... he had suffered abuse and was found wandering the streets and rescued from the pound by Golden State German Shepherd Rescue -- he came into my life when the gal I work for was talked into giving him a temporary foster home ... she had to leave him with me for a couple of weeks ... found out just recently, that if she had not fostered him and I had not subsequently adopted him, he would have been put down ... a year later, he is healthy, no mange, full thick fur that sheds gloriously over everything, my constant companion - certified as a service dog he goes everywhere with me, coming to work everyday ... and he has given me my life back, brought me out into the light ... I can understand Laura's feelings about "Roadie" ... Indeed - "who rescued whom?"
[Hide Full Comment]Thank you for this lovely tribute to Roadie.
Love is always a gift
A very touching story...i am in all tears...!!
I am an animal lover and have rescued many animals, most of which have been put to sleep due to old age or pain. This story has really touched my heart and I believe that given a chance, most of these animals could live a day, a month or a year extra of their lives being happy. I believe now, that we need to take time and examine an animal carefully before rushing into decisions.
They all desearve to live and be treated in a human way. All they need is our love.
<3 I cried too..:) True Love knows NO boundaries..One man and his dog..A short space in time together..But a bond OH so strong, left with an eternal love that lives on..and on..and on..:)
Your story touched me so much. Thank you for being such a wonderful, loving human being. It kills me to know how cruel people can be to the innocent. Thanks so much for giving this sweet guy those special seven months of love.
Roadie was put in your path exactly for the reason you mentioned. He was there to comfort you in your sorrow. God's ways and timing are always perfect.
Looks like Roadie was in the right place. He knew you would be there to rescue him.
good god, what a tearjerker, of course im going thru my own issues with my old dog and just finished writing a little something yesterday to help me with it emotionally. thanks for letting me know I CAN treat him for another few months or year and be with him. thank you so much for your rescue efforts, my dad has 9 rescues and it is so true that bumper sticker..who rescued who...i saw one here in charlotte, nc too.
This is truly heartwarming. I myself can relate to this. I work at an Animal Hospital, and am forced to look at the sad reality that some people just don't care about their animals. I also rescued 2 animals, and went through the same with the flea infections and a skin disease, after many months of having a hairless puppy, with the help of the Vets at work, we were able to successfully restore her back to a normal puppy, with tons of hair!, I also have the very same magnet on the back of my car. The love and bond between the owner and the animal is something that can't be explained, you just feel it.
Angels on earth don't often wear wings. You met one wearing fur and you both have been blessed. Of course I cried too - thank you.
As a owner of two dogs,my only children,I know of the love you get from a dog which is unconditional and everlasting.As a photographer I am gifted with the knowledge to photograph my "children" so that their memory will last with me.
Love this story. I cried right alingalong with Don. A generous man with a kind heart. Thank you.
Been there. What a beautiful story. Thanks for sharing...I'm crying, too.
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Dogs tend to love their masters more than they love themselves.Well,guess Roadie is a life time memory then.
I couldn't finish reading the story without feeling tears going down my cheek. It is a beautiful story filled with love. I am glad that Rodie was able to find a good person like you and that he in return was able to help you as well. Maybe your mom put him on your path because she didn't wanted you to suffer her departure. Animals don't ask anything but love and they love you back inconditionally. I have a 1 year old dog, named Sofi, and everytime I think of the time she will leave me I feel my heart shrinking. It's only been 10 months I have her but she has brought a lot of happiness to all my family. I can't imagine my life without her anymore.
Very moving & touching story !!
All I can say is 'ditto' to the comments. I had to put my Bella down nearly 2 years ago and still miss her so much. Like the others, I was in tears reading this story....but it was so uplifting too.
A beautiful story. Thank you.
There's a reason he just "Happened" along to your moms front lawn on just that one day you were there. He chose you and it was probably the single best choice in his life. God bless you both.
Lovely story and so glad you both helped eachother in your time of need. RIP Roadie, and your Mum. May they be together now looking after eachother and looking down at you and smiling.
stories like this make me want to cry. I have had many rescue critters in the last 40 years and it never gets easier when one has to cross over. At least Roadie knew what being loved was in his life.
Earlier this year I adopted a border collie from the local kill shelter. The info on her card had her age estimated as 9 yrs old. However upon examination by my vet it turned out she was actually at least 11, perhaps 12. She had been picked up as a stray by animal control and when I took her I was told that if I hadn't she would probably have been killed at the shelter on Monday the following week (their weekly euthanasia day). According to the vet's exam she had extremely severe arthritis in her hind legs and had probably been in pain for quite some time - pain to the extent that she moved only when it was mandatory. As a result she had lost almost all the muscle mass in her legs. I brought her home, fed her, loved her and she slept as close to the bed as she could physically get (I have a 14 year old cocker spaniel who has monopolized the majority of the bed since he was adopted at age 13). One day, after a strong rain, Cara slipped on a bare patch of mud in the back yard, fell and broke a leg so close to the hip joint that it could not be set. The only remaining option was to amputate the leg. However because of the pre-existing muscle loss she would not have been able to walk on the remaining 3 legs so I made the decision to let her go while she was under anesthesia from the attempt to set the leg. Cara had been with me for only a month at that time but during that short period she grabbed very strongly at my heart and I will mill her for a very long time.
Even with that I still do not regret the decision to adopt her as during the month she lived with me she was one of the kindest, most affectionate dogs I have ever met. Yes, I miss her but regret at my loving her is not part of that. The only regret is that I could not give her a longer time with me.
The people I fault are the ones who left her in so much pain from the arthritis that she lost the muscle mass to to lack of movement and then turned her out on the streets. Them I'd punish as strongly as I could. Cara was a beautiful dog and I still miss her.
[Hide Full Comment]beautiful and touching story... almost tears in my eyes while reading this... thank u for sharing this....
Cried the whole way through this as I know how dogs can love unconditionally and the joy they can bring at the right time. Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you, to you and Roadie!
tears. :'(
it is a very nice story.
thank you for sharing .
Dog's and Cat's are little people in Fur Coat's , with feeling's the same as we have . They , if treated with respect and love , will alway's be by your side to give comfort , over the year's I too have lost pet's I've loved dearly , and yes , cried at the loss . I am disabled and alone most day's while my wife work's and the children are in school . We have a Lab/Sheppard mix named Mocha , she is 10 m0nths old and a wonderful companion . she is easy taught and I learn from her as well . Your story touched my heart , I am sorry for your loss of Roadie, but you will have memories that will last forever , and that mean's more than anything ...
Touching story, makes me feel I need to do more with my life and help not just pets but anyone I can
This is such a beautiful story and i almost could not read it as i was about to burst into tears. It is really nice to know that we have such brilliant people out there who are willing to do anything for their animals.
God bless the lady who took care of Roadie until he went off to a better place.
Heartbreaking! Thanks for sharing this beautiful story. Everywhere in the world, dogs and animals in general help us to endure the worse in life when everyone desert you. You saved him and he saved you and it is the way it works as a matter of fact;we are all connected and we can change the world we live in by giving a helping hand to ease the suffering. You always get something back when you do it generously. It's a beautiful story about love and togetherness. I wish they were more people like you who truly care.
I can't stop crying, My babies are getting older and my oldest is having problems with her hip now. When we walk she lets me know when to stop so that we can go back home for her to rest. Stormy is our rescue pup and we bought her brother because he was so compatable with her, he is Twister. I don't even want to think of the day when I have to say goodby, they are my life!
What a beautiful story, thank you for sharing and for what you did to help. Roadie was truly an angel, and so are you Don!
You have one of the kindest heart on earth Sir.
I cried. Hats of to the Kindness in You....
Dogs are amazing. You helped him and he helped you, no strings attached, just love.
What a wonderful, tragic, bittersweet love story. My dogs were both rescues, but I know without a doubt that they have helped me more than I have ever done for them. They have licked away tears, never left my side when I was in pain, and let me know every day how much they love and appreciate me. They are God's gift to we mere mortals.
Oh my gosh. I'm balling my eyes out! That is the sweetest story. It's ironic how fate works in so MANY different ways. RIP Roadie!
I'm in tears as I read this beautiful story of compassion. It gives me hope for humanity. I'm sitting here with my rescued 8 yr. old and my rescued 8 month old dogs, who both helped me recover from the grief of losing loved ones, so completely relate. One more thing: I also have the magnet "Who Rescued Who" on my car. There's no doubt in my mind that they rescued me.
Oh my gosh, I can't stop crying. I had such a "friend" as well, and I still remember the day I had to carry her out in the sun because she could no longer walk due to her arthritis. I would come home at lunch and take her out. She loved the sun. On her last day, I went out to bring her back in, and she had passed in the moment that I went in to check on what I had on the stove. I still shed tears for my Foxy, sometimes my only companion.
You and Roadie were meant to meet each other. You helped each other through tough times. Dogs are a gift from God. Your story is sad but heartwarming. Know that the memories of Roadie will be forever in your heart.
Beautiful story and may you forever be comforted by his apirit, and memories. God bless you, yes ther are so many things to be thankful for.
I have always said my dogs rescuded me
What a beautiful story.
I lost my dog Jack so know exactly how you felt.
He's last days were happy thanks to you and his spirit will be with you always.
Thanks for sharing your story. From a little girl, I knew I would be crazy about Dogs, shunning dolls and wheeling my dog around in a pram , happy with HER sunglasses on. I am way past that time now, and my dogs have long been my family and children. I adore all Dogs and am inspired by people who care like you. Rosie
Beautiful story Don - thanks for sharing it.
all this can be done only if we don't allow the thought and the consequent anxiety about the future interfere with our present choices.
Truly heartwarming! I know of no other love that is everlasting. Even human beings get mad at each other. But dogs love you even if you are mad at them. Every time you return home, they shower their love as though you were away for a decade. Linda's heart will be blessed as she takes care of those who cannot speak for themselves. Roadie's story brings back memories of all the dogs I have lost, and brings tears in my eyes when I remember them. Thank you Linda.
how terrific that you found the means to give Roadie the medical care he needed so that you could share each other's company, even if only for a little while. insensitivity leads so many of us to disregard creatures at the end of their lives. the time you gave Roadie was very possibly the only good time he ever had. people like you make my heart happy!
Thank you - this is beautiful
One can't compare the love for a dog with any other love. It's pure, total and something more that's impossible to describe. Don, I don't know when this happened, but even if it's been years, I'm sure Roadie's spirit still occupies a corner of your heart.
I read this story of Roadie and Laura Simpson with a lump in my throat. I have loved and lost many amazing dogs (and cats as well) and this story brought all of my emotions back. But I am grateful for this story because it made me realize the blessing of all of our pets. Thank you. Sat Nam!
One of the lessons I have learned going through the different trials in my life is that the best way to "bounce back" is to do something nice for someone else. This story is a great example of just how that works. That is why we are taught that it is more blessed to give than to recieve.
A truley heart warming story and one that anyone who loves dogs can relate to. Dogs are special. They are our children in fur coats and give unening love to those who have them.
What a beautiful and touching story, it brought to mind so many animal stories and love that I have experienced in my life over the years, I am grateful that you shared this a perfect example of unconditional love...a wonderful way to enter the week of Thanksgiving....thank you.