I had been on the streets, I don’t know for how long, and did my best to defend myself from dog attacks. I had a lot of bite wounds and also had a broken leg. I think a car probably hit me. So I went to school, Odessa High School. That was the beginning of my lucky streak. As I entered the school, I met two nice teachers there who took care of me, took me to the vet where they amputated my leg, and then found me a loving home with a kind lady (my Mom) and dog and cat siblings. Life was good for several years, but then Mom got sick with cancer. Her caretakers knew she wouldn’t be with us much longer, so they found homes for all my brothers and sisters. Mom was especially worried about me because I only had three legs, plus I was 20 pounds overweight (don’t judge) so I couldn’t get around very well. I could only take a few steps, then I would have to sit down and pull myself with my front legs. Who would want this old guy? When the caretaker told Mom they found a rescue to take me, Mom cried. I was so sad to see her cry, but I know she was crying happy tears, knowing I would be okay. I wasn’t so sure, though. When the rescue lady came to get me, I was so scared! I tried to stay, but the lady wouldn’t let me. I forgot I was lucky.
The rescue lady took me to her home, where she brushed and brushed and brushed my coat. Oh! That felt so good! Then she gave me a bath (scary! but also felt good), then she brushed and brushed and brushed some more. She gave me a treat with a pill stuffed inside (I know when someone is sneaking a pill into my treat, this ain't my first rodeo) but I took it. That night, the pain in my remaining hind leg eased a little and I slept like a baby! Yes, I was lucky to be here.
I’ve now settled in with the rescue lady, who is now my Foster Mom, and my foster brothers and sisters (four dogs and a cat who thinks he’s a dog). Mom has me on a diet, which is okay, because this diet includes treats (yeah, I still know there are pills stuffed inside, but they make me feel good). I get petted and brushed a lot, which feels so good to me.
And my latest bit of luck is, I’m getting a new leg! My Foster Mom is excited, and so am I! When I get my leg, I am going to be a puppy again. I am going to go for short walks and play with my foster sibs, and who knows? I may even try to chase a ball.
Yes, life is good. I only need one more bit of luck now, and that is for my forever family to see me and adopt me.
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