Dogs, Don’t Underestimate their Brains or Soul — Bullet

Around the corner and down the street is a bunch of “apartments.” You know the type. Converted motels rooms rented to people who are in some kind of hard times. When I first saw Monte Vista, a female Malamute was tied up outside one of the units. About this time last year, a puppy was tied up with her. It was heart-rending because those dogs were there on ropes pretty much 24/7. Once in a while their “human” would walk the Malamute, but… The puppy grew up. He’s a red Akita mix. The Malamute died.

The puppy had a fierce bark and a “Beware of Dog Sign.” Dusty, Mindy, Bear and I walked past him very often and I started talking to him. “How’s my best boy? What a good dog you are. How’s my buddy? I’ll bring you a cookie” and he quit barking at us at all after a while and started showing signs of wanting to meet, of wanting to play.

Last Friday night he showed up outside my fence. I opened the gate and he came into the yard. My dogs barked like mad but in no hostile or angry way. They seemed to know who was here, but they could not get to him or see him. My friend, L, was here with her son, M, and we gave the dog cookies and I called the police who came to get the dog. I helped the officer get the dog into his car and that was it… For then.

Tuesday I went to see him. The dog, now called “Bullet” (I would have named him Buddy) has a better life in the shelter than he ever had before. He is safe and warm and untied. He was SO glad to see me.

I began posting about him on Facebook to get some interest going on. I contacted an Akita rescue. I posted his info on “Rescue Me.”

I went to see him today, hoping I’d be able to work with him, but he’s too young and too strong for this 64 year old person. Again, he was THRILLED to see me. I gave him some cookies and hung out for a while. He’s mouthy — as young dogs are — but he doesn’t bite. In spite of everything he LOVES people. He needs training and I’m not the one to do it, though I would, gladly.

All I want for Christmas is a home for this dog who was able to find the lady who’d been nice to him.

25 thoughts on “Dogs, Don’t Underestimate their Brains or Soul — Bullet

    • Yes, I love him ā¤ but he's completely wild and Dusty deserves a golden old age without another male dog. I can't physically handle him. It's the first dog who came to me that I couldn't keep. I'll do the next best thing.

      • At least he knows love and , as you said, is in such a better place now. I wish the shelter could let you know who adopts him. That would be so great.

        • They will! That’s the best thing about a small town. A few people today let me know on Facebook that they’d seen him tied up and had noticed he was gone. One lady has been asking me about him. And when I was at the shelter today they put all my info in his file. I contacted a rescue that does training — it’s in Colorado Springs — and hopefully they’ll think he’s worth their attention. That would be the best for him. And you’re right. He does know I love him.

  1. I know you have a wonderful relationship with dogs, and I’m not surprised this one came to you. I’m glad he’s away from that horrible home, and wish I could help in the fostering of him. The 2,000 miles between us prohibits that, but my heart goes out to the dog, and to you because you couldn’t keep him. I am to cats what you are to dogs, and I know the heartbreak when you cannot complete a rescue. But you have done the next best thing. I hope he finds a forever home of loving friends.

    • Thank you, Barb. I’m turning over every stone I find. Today I finally gave him the cookies I promised. šŸ™‚ He liked them OK, but what he really liked was a person to pet him and let him carry her hand around in his mouth.

  2. Like you, I’m not physically up to the challenge of a strong, large, young dog. I wish I was. I feel so bad for dogs that are treated like that. I feel guilty that I can’t do more with my own dogs, can’t fix what ails them, can’t make them young again. I feel worse about them than I do about people, including me.

    • I hear you. That’s how I felt about Lily. When I had to put her down this past March a part of me was ripped away. I still can’t look at a photo of her without tearing up. People? We have so many more resources for helping ourselves and each other than we do for dogs. But, my whole town knows about this dog now and many people have walked past him during his year of life (tied outside 24/7 for 12 months all winter) and have been upset about it. It might lead to a change in the law so people can’t do that — anyway, we’re going to try.

  3. Such smart dog who followed y9our scent. I just had to respond to this post. I hope and wisjh the very best for him. He will make someone a wonderful pet that wants a high energy dog to run or hike with. He needs neutering asap and that will help calm him some. I love this post. You are an angel.

    • He is turning into a hero. He is going to be the reason the law in this town gets changed. So many people walked past him every day and there was nothing anyone could do.

      On Facebook (where I’ve been posting like a lunatic since he showed up) people are talking about why there is no law against chaining up dogs in yards 24/7. So many people had seen that dog. Some had complained to his owners. Some had called the city.

      One of the members of the board of the shelter has promised to get someone in there to train him.

      I’m not an angel. That DOG is an angel. I was blown away by him today — when I was leaving, he took my hand in his mouth to keep me there. He did not bite or touch me with his teeth at all. He just did not want me to go. Unfortunately, he’s so wild and so strong, I couldn’t really stay in there with him. I’ll go see him again Saturday and post about him again.

      Can you believe he was tied up since he was 8 weeks old, outside, all through last winter? That’s what that dog has endured and he has NO bitter feelings toward people. At least (unlike Dusty) no one ever kicked him or hit him. I’ve let everyone in town know that what I want for Christmas is a good home for that dog.

      • I agree with all that you have written. We have a law here in Waco that is suppoed to br enforced to keep dogs from being cjained more than 4 hours at a time (I think). It is so cruel and inhumane to do that to any animal. I am so glad that he was able to get away. Wonder how that happened? I did not know that you are on FB. I have a page but seldom post anything but when I do, it is almost always animal related.

        • I think what happened is that his people had to move out and they couldn’t take him so they turned him loose. His rope is there, in tact. The house appears to be empty. I’m on FB — I have fan pages for my novels and run a business page for the art co-op here. I don’t do much on Facebook but I have young friends and family for whom that is their “telephone” so to speak. I basically like it; I just stay out of the rough stuff and the politics.

          • You’re most likely correct about the dog if the “people” moved. That was a huge bonus for the dog.

            As for FB I don’t get involvefd in politics either for I know that it could turnj ugly in a heart beat. I rarely “LIke” anything for I think it’s stupid and I really don’t “LIKE” on WP although I use it on your blog when I’m too tired or just too lazy to uise my mind be-be brain to wrote a comment. I wrote a notice that I would not be blogging for a while but there are some blogs that I can’t resist and yours happens to be one of them. I have a new computer and it’s givng me fits. I have about 10,000 photos and can not figure out how to use that part of the computer. I paid my son’s helper to move the pics from W7 to W8 because I feared I might screw up and lose them.

            • Even if no one adopts or fosters him, that dog has a better life than he’s ever had before. Sad to think that being “owned” is worse than being in a shelter but that’s his story.

              I use “like” a lot probably because I’m lazy but sometimes (here on WP) it just means, “I saw this, it gave me a positive impression, but I don’t have anything to say.” šŸ™‚

  4. Oh my, what a sad story. But one, I hope, with a happy ending, thanks to your intervention.

    I find it hard to find a reason why a person would keep a dog in the first place if they have no desire to interact with it. Ignorance, I suppose.

    It’s just that to keep a large, strong animal tied up its entire life is so wrong. I’m amazed that he’s is still so friendly; he must have an exceptionally outgoing personality. Clearly, although he wasn’t well looked after at all, at least he wasn’t beaten.

    I wish everyone involved much luck in finding the perfect forever home for this beautiful, friendly boy.

    • Thank you, Susannah. I’ve made a lot of “noise” on Facebook and I make appearances at the shelter and I’ve alerted an Akita rescue and put his profile online on a dog rescue site — I hope, in the meantime, he gets some socialization at the shelter. The girl who used to run it got fired unfairly which is a tragedy for the animals but we’re working on getting her job back. I never imagined the amount of drama that takes place in a small town.

  5. It looks to me as though there’s a real community spirit in your town. I know that small towns can have a few not-so-great foibles, but I think one of the really big plusses is the involvement with neighbours and other townspeople. That sense of neighbourliness can quickly get lost in a larger city, simply because it’s not necessarily safe to be neighbourly.

    London is a city roughly the size of New Orleans, LA, and although I’m an introvert and not necessarily into big-time socializing with the neighbours, I’m friendly, we chat, and I know that I could call on any one of them in an emergency, and they’d be there to help. Metro Toronto (population around 6 million) would be quite another story, I suspect.

    I like smaller better.

    Small town drama = the stuff of life. šŸ™‚

    • It’s very different — but in a way it’s like the bad neighborhood where I lived in San Diego where everyone watched out for everyone. I think one big change in our time is social media and people here use it a LOT. The girl who got fired is filing a real grievance with the City Council (who is in charge of the board at the Shelter) and I’m going along next week to speak on her behalf if asked. I’ve already written a letter. When I get there many people will already know me even though I don’t know them. I’ve been amazed at how, the moment I was ready to emerge into life here, the town opened for me.

      I’ve had problems with two people, but the place is so small that it’s like a family. Yeah, there are people you don’t like but you still do things with them or in which they’re involved because if you don’t, then you don’t get to do things with people you like (who are there too).

      There’s another painter in town — she’s been THE painter here all her life but now I’m here. She’s NOT happy about that and she’s bad-mouthed me and yelled at me and created all kinds of drama. Last Saturday she came to a place where she knew I’d be just to confront me over some windows I’d been asked to paint. It would have been the second time she charged at me. I did something I’ve never done in my life. I stood my ground simply because there was no where to go. I said, “I’m not talking to you any more about that.” It was so odd. I don’t want to compete with her; I’m not going to become a street painter or hang my paintings all over town (as hers are) because I’ll simply never paint that many.

      But the town had chosen sides and most support had gone to me. So now, because of the dog and Facebook, and all the other people who had seen him tied up outside, I’m being pushed to write a new city ordinance about chaining dogs outside.

      But intense human interaction tires me and I don’t want to spend too much of my time with other people for that reason. There, again, I’ve said so. On the subject of religion, the first thing anyone asks around here, I’ve said, “I’m cool with God but I’m not going to church.” Everyone was fine. I spoke up on behalf of Muslims to a couple of very right-wing Christian women I was having lunch with, and after a moment of shocked silence, talk, laughter, chatter and sharing went on and no bad feelings. So one big difference between a small place and a large one is that we are all we have. That’s probably a lesson for the whole world which is not such a big place in the universe. It’s a lot like my little town in this giant valley…

  6. Martha, you have a dog mama’s heart and this dog knew. Even though you can’t give him a forever home, someone will. You saved his life and for dog and all animal lovers, there is a special place in heaven for you (us) šŸ™‚

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