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Happy Tail: Two Short Shorts
The local TSC store is like a Toys R Us for the dogs at Sugarfoot
The next previous Happy Tail: Gabby, once abandoned, now in loving home
By Peg Schaeffer
Dogs In Toyland
Last week while I was at Tractor Supply Derek gave me a large cardboard box. Inside the box were all kinds of toys. They had squeaky toys, Kongs, non-stuffed toys, and all kinds of balls. I put the box away and figured I’d save them for a little while.
Sunday it rained and the dogs were like kids inside during a storm. They rough housed, barked, and drove us crazy. So I got the box of toys out. They had a ball (literally). There were dogs chewing toys, toys squeaking, and no more barking. Tebow, one of our dogs that stays mostly in the bedroom, kept coming out grabbing a toy and disappearing for just a few minutes. Then he’d be back again picking out another toy and then gone again. About the fourth time I figured I’d see what he was up to. He was taking the toys and putting them on the top bunk of the Kuranda bed. This way the little dogs couldn’t get them. Tell me that dogs don’t think.
Quiet. Too Quiet
On Tuesday I was downstairs working on the computer. Usually when I’m downstairs I have to go upstairs every 10-15 minutes because there’s some kind of ruckus or fiasco I need to straighten out. I never can just sit and work on a project. There are constant interruptions . I was downstairs for quite a while when it dawned on me – they’re being awful quiet. Just like kids, if they’re quiet they’re up to something. Sure enough - Elmo, a Catahoula, had chewed a hole in the bottom of the box of toys and was pulling them out one at a time. The toys still had the price tags on them. Scattered all over the kitchen, living room, bedroom, carport and lawn were toys and chewed up price tags. I guess it could have been worse. They’ve been known to get into the cupboard and pull out the garbage can to entertain themselves. This time it was their toys in the first place. So except for the fact that I had to pick up all the torn up cardboard it wasn’t so bad. Although they have all these toys the other day I left a pair of shoes in their reach and they destroyed them. That’s the thanks I get.
On Sunday, August 17 someone brought me a dog that had shown up on his back porch during a thunderstorm. She was a senior Beagle and was more gray than any other color. She was in great shape and very clean. I knew someone was missing her. I placed an ad in Columbia Magazine with a photo and called the radio station but no one responded. We have a senior male Beagle that was this girl’s twin. His name is George so we called her Georgette.
Georgette was a cutie
Georgette was a cutie. She made herself at home and was always wagging her tail. She got along with the other dogs and loved to go out and feed the horses and race in the fields. It was hard to believe that someone would just abandon a dog like this. There had to be someone looking for her.
Almost two weeks after Georgette had been brought to us a man called. “I think you have a dog that belongs to us”. As he described his lost dog everything fit Georgette to a T, right down to the collar she was wearing. I gave him directions and he was at the farm in no time.
Georgette was actually Lucy
Turns out Georgette is Lucy. The man’s daughter had given her a bath and she took off. That explained why she was so clean. Lucy had a collar with her tags on it but his daughter had removed it while she cleaned Lucy and put a different collar on her. Lucy, who is 12 years old, had belonged to the man’s mother. She died two years ago and before she died she gave Lucy to his daughter. When he came for Lucy he told me that his daughter was in the hospital and he promised her he’d call as soon as he made sure it was Lucy. So the minute he had her in his arms he called his daughter. He told me I had made his daughter’s day.
Another Case of "Meant to Be"
I’m so glad that Lucy was reunited with her owners. I knew she had to have been a loved lost dog. The man told me that his daughter knew she would get her dog back because she had prayed for her safe return. This was another case of “meant to be” and another reason to believe in the power of prayer.
Peg Schaeffer, Sugarfoot Farm Rescue, 860 Sparksville Road, Columbia, KY 42728 Telephone: home 270-378-4521 or cell 270-634-4675 email: firstname.lastname@example.org
This story was posted on 2014-09-07 08:13:16
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