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Beagle Boy's Story Continued... |
As told by his rescuer/foster Mom:
 I
was volunteering at a local kill shelter and one day noticed that one of the
Beagles in the "Beagle kennel" was laying on the floor shivering. I was very
concerned about him. I told the shelter director about him and how he seemed
to be ill. I offered to take him to their vet to have him checked out. She
said that was fine and called the vet and made arrangements for me to drop him off for the weekend (as it was almost time for the shelter to close and she wouldn't be back till monday). I also heard her give them permission to put Beagle Boy to sleep if they thought it was anything very serious.
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 I took him to the vet and he was
running a fever. The vet gave me meds and obviously was expecting me to take
him back to the shelter. I told him I thought he was to stay the
weekend..... and he stated that he didn't want him there over the weekend.
He didn't seem to care about Beagle Boy at all. I was mad at his
indifference to the little dog and decided to take him back to my home even
though I was way over my self-imposed "doggie limit". After a few days on
the meds, Beagle Boy started to feel much better and then his personality
began to emerge. When he had been in the "Beagle kennel" at the pound, he
was just
another poor little orphan/forgotten Beagle- they had so many there all of
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 I
threw a colorful little plastic 99 cent
squeaky ball to him...not expecting him to even notice it. He perked up
immediately..... chased it and brought it right back to me with his tail
wagging, making that Beagle bay noise that they are so famous for. I threw it
again and away he went, chasing that ball and bringing it back to me! But, now
the game changed to "try to get it from me!". He wouldn't let go of it and bayed
each
time I tried to pull it from his mouth. Sometimes his bays sounded all muffled
because of his efforts to hold onto the ball and bay at the same time. If I grew
tired of trying to get it from him, he would act like he dropped the ball and
wait for me to grab it. I would then throw it into the yard- and so went our
games of Tug-of-War and Fetch. Now he looks forward to these games every day!
I cannot believe he is a senior dog.
The energy he has for our games is astounding. He is so happy playing and he is
just so much fun to watch. He likes any toy that I give him; it doesn't have to
be a ball. Just so it's something he can chase and bring back to me.
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Contact Paula Brock at animalrescue911@hotmail.com Cedar Grove, IN (near Cincinnati, OH) (765)-647-3248
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