We have a new addition to the family. Oscar, a mutt of indeterminate origins, has become a Dodd.
If he looks like a pound or junkyard dog, that's because he is. Our last rescue effort, Jackie, was found in a heroin addict's care (or lack of it) and though it was a lot of hard work to rehabilitate her after the abuse she had received, she turned into a wonderful dog and a much loved part of our life.
Sadly, she ate some poison berries a year or so ago, fell very sick, and ended up with chronic epilepsy. We nursed her for a while, tried every drug in the book but in the end she was fitting violently every hour or so and we had to do that horrible but humane thing and put her down.
Oscar very nearly met an early end. Deciding that he needs to chew everything in sight, he set to task on an electrical cord. The burns on his back were horrific, but he has survived, the wounds have healed, he's in good form and has now decided that expensive runners and Oakley sunglasses are more his flavour.
Anyway, we enjoy the chaos that he brings to our life, and also that beautiful brand of whole hearted, selfless love that only dogs can give.
Now to stop him jumping the fence.
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