Hello everybody and Happy National Pitbull Awareness Day!!!
Its been a bit since the last post (Im sorry :’( ) but this one is sort of a special edition. It is National Pit Bull Awareness Day and in light of that I have decided to pick a very special dog to show case as pet of the week this week. He is a perfect example of the love and dedication of this breed. He is truly man’s (or in this case woman’s) best friend.
A little background on this guy. We don’t know what type of dog he is but we are thinking he has some Pitbull in him along with maybe lab? He was found wondering the road when he was about 6 months old. He was severely emaciated, weak and malnourished. He was brought to Four Paw where Amanda Wells fostered him , taking him into her home he spent his days hanging out with us in the kennel. You could tell all he wanted was to be loved and cared for. One of the girls at the kennel called him Mighty Paws because whenever he ran all you could hear was “THUD THUD THUD” from his paws, which were way too big for his body. One of our clients who brings her dog, Dopey every week for daycare had been looking for a second dog for sometime. She decided to take little Mighty home and introduce him to her other dog. Like fate they got along as if they’d known each other their whole lives. She decided to change his name from Mighty Paws to “Hercules” in honor of his zero to hero transformation. He is now living the high life with a sister he absolutely adores and a mother who loves him completely.
So without further ado, everyone meet Hercules!
Hellooooooo! My name is Hercules and I want to tell you all about me, now where to begin?
From the beginning would probably be a good place to start. One day a looong long time ago I was wondering scared and alone down through the woods. I was following a road in hopes of finding help or food when these humans came along and found me. I didn’t know who they were or if they were friendly, all I know was I was weak and starving. I went with the humans and after getting in their moving transport, they brought me somewhere. It was a place that smelled of dogs…lots of them. They left me at this place with some other humans, humans who fed me , cleaned me up and spoke so sweetly to me. They loved on me whenever I wanted, they made sure I was always warm and comfy. One of them even took me to where they lived. I got to meet some small humans who loved to play with me and cuddle on this thing called a “Couch”? (I know I had never heard of one either) They let me on all of their “Couches” , I got treats whenever I wanted, they even had other dogs I got to sniff and play with!!. My favorite part was at the end of every day when all the humans would gather on the couch and watch the floating pictures. I would lay my head on their lap and drift off knowing I was safe and happy. I stayed with them for quite a while, splitting time between their home and the place filled with dogs. I got so many pets and treats I could hardly keep up! It was a good life. Until one day a different human came, I had seen her every now and then picking up one of the many dogs that visits the dog place. Except, this time she took me home with her to. She took me to her home, there weren’t small humans like last time but there were toys and a bed just for me. There was even another dog who seemed to really really like me ( I really really liked her to). We went for car rides and walks everyday. We got to see so many different people and places together. And at the end of every day I got to lay on the couch with this human and my new sister and watch the floating pictures just like before except this time I knew I was home. I gained my strength back and with that came mischief and energy. Lots and lots of energy. I loved to roll in dirt and then splatter it all over my mom’s nice clean blankets. I would sometimes chew on things I wasn’t supposed to. Apparently you aren’t supposed to eat the couch. Who knew right? Almost every day mom would take my sister and I back to the dog place so we could see my old friends. I have made tons of new friends, I get cuddle with my sister all of the time, and i even get to (lovingly) jump all over the humans that took care of me for what felt like forever. And at the end of every day I get to go home with my new family. Above all I love the fact that I know I will always have a place to call home.
