You may be familiar with Craig's list which is a classified advertisements website with sections devoted to jobs, housing, personals, items for sale, service offered, etc. There is also a 'free section' where various things are given away. Unfortunately animals are sometimes among the listings that are "free." Knowing what terrible things can happen when animals are given away, thankfully there are people who watch this site for these ads. One day there was a listing for a 'free senior Golden Retriever to a good home.' It immediately was brought to the attention of the rescue I volunteer with. Someone contacted the person who had placed the ad and inquired about turning the dog over to the rescue. The answer was an emphatic 'no.' This was because the couple had been misinformed about rescues, and didn't want this particular dog to be put-to-sleep if he was unable to find a home. Despite the efforts of the rescue to try and explain to them that this wouldn't happen, they still refused. This is where I came into the picture. The plan was for me to contact the couple and convince them to personally give me the dog--I would then sign the dog over to the rescue and I would foster him--It was a perfect plan! The only thing that wasn't perfect was the timing which could not have been worse. We were not living at 'Golden Pines' and our current house was already on the market for sale. So taking in another dog was really not something we wanted to do, but my heart took over and any rational thinking to not do it was totally gone. I contacted them.
Aaron and Beth brought Manny to us from Baltimore on a hot rainy day in June. Along with them in their old Honda were their two dogs, whose names I don't remember. None of us had any idea how old Manny was, but he was old, thin and frail and there was no question, he'd had a difficult life.
|~The Gang in 2007, Cubby is the 2nd on the far right~|
|~Cubby, (front) and Logan~|
Cubby found peace and solitude at Golden Pines and thrived in the quiet routine. We let him set his own pace and decide what he would do and when. When he seemed like he needed help to find his way back to the house, we helped him find his way. When he wanted to come inside, we helped him up the steps. When he was looking for water, we would place the bowl in front of him. Cubby ate his meals alone and he could take an hour to eat, but we gave him all the time he wanted. When he had his 'accidents' we cleaned him up afterwards. It was his routine, and his life and we loved that he was part of our lives.
|~Part of the gang in 2008, Cubby is 2nd on the right~|
It is said that love is one of the greatest gifts we can share with our dogs. In those quiet moments we truly shared and felt that from Cubby. For that, and for all he taught me about love, I will always be grateful.