Rescue Dog Story - Buddy
Hi, my name is Chris and I live in Arizona in the United States.
This is a rescue dog story about my
beloved dog Buddy.
Life was so busy back four years ago. I had been feeling really
ordinary, tired mostly and generally a bit short-tempered and irritable.
All this was probably due to the fatigue from working and study. Between
work and study, I tried to do some exercise and keep up with friends.
All that kept me busy seven days a week. For ages I just put my fatigue
down to life.
Finally my mom and my closest friend Jennifer urged me to book an
appointment with my doctor who I had known since childhood. He decided
to order quite a number of tests. Finally the results were back. I had
cancer! I was in total shock. I was 31, quite healthy, didnt smoke,
barely drank and tried to lead an active life-style. My world fell
I committed to a course of chemo, which was really awful. I got so sick
I had to give up work and defer study. All of a sudden I was feeling
sick and had lost my way in life.
Thats when, my best friend, Jennifer, turned up with a mature aged rescue
dog who I ended up naming Buddy, a six year old Labrador mix. I have to
tell you though that in the beginning I was shocked and afraid, and just
thought no way. How could I care for a dog in my condition? It just
wasnt right or fair to a rescue dog. Buddy had not had the best start in
life. He was adopted from a shelter but reluctantly surrendered when the family moved
overseas. What could I offer him? I didnt want to make life worse for
the dog when obviously things up to now hadnt exactly worked out for
him and my prognosis was not good.
I pleaded with Jennifer to take him back, but she refused adamant that this
was exactly what I needed. She assured me that if I went to hospital,
she would care for my dog. My arguments were met with counter-arguments.
In the end I gave in, even though I still had plenty of doubts.
herself adopted mature aged dogs from various dog shelters over the
It started with a Greyhound named Bella. Jennifer was only nine and her
parents took her to a shelter with the promise that she could pick any
dog she wanted. They of course expected her to pick out a cute little
puppy. As Jennifer tells it she was looking at puppies until she saw Bella
looking at her through her cage door with the saddest eyes. She asked
the shelter staff to take her out, and as soon as her cage door opened
she ran right to her wagging her tail. Shelter staff told her family
that she'd been there over two months after her first owner abandoned
her once she could no longer race. She was seven years old and in danger
of being euthanized. Jennifer was the first person who'd even asked to see
Bella. Jennifer gave her parents that "can I keep her"
look while Bella looked at her with such love in her eyes it melted her
heart. Jennifers parents intended to talk her out of it, but Bellas
pitiful whimpering when they left broke their hearts too.
When shelter staff handed Jennifer, Bellas leash, she knew. The grateful
Greyhound couldn't stop licking Jennifers face and jumping in circles with
excitement. She lived every day like it was her first one free from the
shelter. As heartbreaking as it can be to loose a mature aged rescue pet
after a few short years, Jennifer knew that her last few years were the best
of her life and she wouldn't have had them at all if it weren't for
Jennifer. Jennifer would urge anyone to consider adopting an older dog. You're
doing a great thing for a great animal, and it'll be the greatest dog
you'll ever have.
It turned out to be the best decision of my life! Let me tell you about
Buddy. He is a beautiful Labrador mix who saved my life. He is
just a delight. He is the happiest dog on the planet. When he first
arrived I sat there petting him and he just drank up the love like
he was starving for it. He spends every
night curled close to me beside my bed. He is just so incredibly
grateful to be free and loved. He is the most loyal, loving companion
anyone could ever ask for. He follows me everywhere. He is never
demanding and loves me unconditionally.
Obviously going through my chemo, there were days when I wasnt well at
all, but he seemed to have a sixth sense, and he would just sit quietly
with me. He just seemed so in tune with me and how I was feeling. We
spent hours on the sofa bed, snuggling or watching movies, and the time
Buddy both took over my life and saved my life. What got me through those
trying times was the thought of Buddy. What was he was doing, and was he
alright. Whenever I felt well enough, we went for walks in the dog park.
This was great for me. I was out in the fresh air, gently exercising. We
met many people who stopped to admire Buddy who have now become my
friends as well.
I still think to this day that if I hadnt of had Buddy, I would have
been all alone feeling sorry for myself. I just couldnt with Buddy. I
had to walk him, I had to feed him, I had to toilet him. Buddy seemed
intuitive to my needs. He demanded less on my off days, but he was ready
on my good days.
I was so lucky. Six months after I finished my chemo I received a clean
bill of health, and 12 months later the prognosis was the same.
I still, to this day, credit Buddy for much of my recovery. He took my
mind off things and more importantly, he knew me. He saved me. My
so-called Rescue Dog had rescued me. I love him like crazy and so do all
So much so, that every year, on my birthday, we meet in the local dog
park and have what I call the Rescue Dog Story Bash. Instead of presents we ask
family and friends to donate to our local rescue shelter. I couldnt be
more happy to know we are helping more rescue dogs find their furever
It is four years on now. I have gone back to study and work. Buddy is the
best dog in the world to me. My life has never been better thanks to my
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