My name is LENNY!

COURTESY POST FOR SOCIETY FOR THE PROTECTION OF ANIMALS

Here's the little puppy who was dumped
at the end of Buckland Road
and lived on his own,
in the cold, for at least 8 days.
He waited in the same spot by the road
where he was dumped.

It seems that this is a common phenomenon.
Dumped dogs seem to wait for their human to come back,
thinking their being left behind was some terrible mistake.



I tried in vain to get a hold of this little dog, knowing frigid temps were coming.
There is often an eagle looming in this area,
and this guy is a pup... a Manchester Terrier mix.




I kept driving food down to him, but he'd not allow me to touch him. I tried explaining to him that I was there to help. Each time I attempted to grab him, he'd high-tail it for the trees along the creek across the harvested corn field. Man could he run fast. Every night, I laid awake in bed wondering if he was safe or if an owl or coyote had killed him. How could I force myself to NOT think about this little, defenseless guy? And there is an Eagle's nest nearby as well.

An entire week had passed and last Saturday I decided to attend Carol's Tag Sale. It was down around the corner of Buckland, about a quarter mile from the spot the little dog had hung out all week.


I couldn't believe my eyes when I pulled up in the yard and parked! About 8 people were gathered around this little dog giving him all sorts treats... soda crackers... chips,,, and a neighbor guy brought over dog treats. This little guy was working the crowd for food. I tried for three hours to get him to come to me. As others came to the tag sale and left most would attempt to get a hold of this little guy who was very hungry and wanted help, but was too afraid to make direct contact with someone's hand.

I finally called Terry and asked him to bring two double cheeseburgers plain.

Within ten or fifteen minutes, Terry was there with a sack from Wendy's. He had tossed the little dog about 3/4 of one of the double cheesburgers when he was somehow able to quickly reach out and grab the little fellow's neck. The pup squealed loudly as though he was really being hurt (he wasn't!). Terry said even if he had bitten him he wouldn't have left go, because he too knew that the little guy would perish if not helped. The sub zero weather was on its way. Temperatures were expected to plumet that night to below zero.

Terry placed the little guy in my arms, and he began whimpering and licking my face. I zipped him in my coat and headed off to the vet's office in Fostoria. The entire way he shivered against my chest, whimpering as he licked my chin and nose.


I can honestly say that never before in my life have I felt so filled up. Never. It is an amazing feeling to know that you are doing exactly what you are suppose to be doing. The girls at the vet's office made a big fuss over "Lenny" and I hated to leave him there, but we have no available foster homes. I now have 52 animals at my house that I care for each day.

On the way home, tears fell continuously down my cheeks. I couldn't believe how "awakened" I felt. It was as though I was driving my truck through the clouds. There are no words, really, to descrive how happy I was to know that this little dog was finally safe.


I was overcome with joy and compassion. Had someone offered me a million bucks that day to trade the experience of that morning, of finally holding this little dogs in my arms and feeling his warm and happy tongue on my face.. well, I wouldn't have made the trade. Not for any amount of money.

Making a difference, one life at a time, is priceless. Yes, rescue can really tire you out and all of the worry and sleepless nights can certainly take a toll on your health, but in the end, isn't trying to make life a little better in some way, a little more gentle, a little more comassionate all that really matters? S.P.A. is attempting to plant as many seeds of compassion as we are able to so when our time comes, we won't be haunted by thinking, "We could have done more."

Two Days Later...
Then, on Monday morning we rescued a dog on Baker Road, another dog who had been dumped. Her back feet were frostbitten. She had slept under a pine tree for over two weeks (according to the neighbors on Baker Road), alone, with no food or water. We have named her Misty Meadows, and she, too, is now safe and sound at the vet's office lying on a nice warm blanket with plenty of food and water. Her photo and details will be released tomorrow.

Life is comprised of both suffering and compassion, isn't it?
We can all make a difference, one life at a time.



If you are interested in fostering Lenny for S.P.A.
or if you'd like to adopt him, please fill out our online Foster or Adoption application at:
www.spaohio.org

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Lenny is currently at our vet's office being treated and boarded until we can figure out what to do with him. We are hoping that someone very special who reads this story will feel moved, somehow, to adopt this adorable little guy.

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WE ALSO ARE HOPING
THAT SOMEONE WILL OFFER TO
SPONSOR LENNY's BOARDING FEES
UNTIL HE FINDS A LOVING FOSTER or FOREVER HOME.
This would include paying for his shots, heartworm test, and boarding charges until he is place.

WHOEVER SPONSORS LENNY
WILL RECEIVE FREQUENT UPDATES AND PHOTOS OF HIM!

If you are interested in sponsoring Lenny's boarding charges
please email me at sailinfree@sbcglobal.net
so I can hook you up with the vet's office where she is currently being boarded.
You can make payment directly to the vet's office
towards S.P.A.s "LENNY ACCOUNT."

OR, if you wish, you can donate securely online at www.spaohio.org.

Together, we're saving lives!

Barbara McGrady
SOCIETY FOR THE PROTECTION OF ANIMALS, INC.
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This is my simple religion.
There is no need for temples;
no need for complicated philosophy.
Our own brain,
our own heart is our temple;
the philosophy is kindness.