My husband and I had heard there was a puppy living down at one of the Native Indian Reserves 30 minutes from our home that was being terribly neglected and abused. People had tried to catch the pup, but could not as she was terrified. Several people had seen her eating dirty diapers out of the garbage in order to survive.
One day my husband and I were on a little drive, and low and behold, there was this little puppy following a tractor (my father was driving it). We stopped and I got out of the car. The puppy looked at me and leapt into my arms and gave me that "look". Well right there and then we named her and brought her home. No one ever came looking for her, which was fine with us. We took her to the vet for a checkup and a few months later we took her to get spayed, and she has been a wonderful loyal member of our house ever since. Gentle and sweet, she will do anything to please....and loves to harrass the cats!
Clinton, Canada
