Just over a year ago, an emaciated mother dog was dumped in a small concrete pen along with her five puppies. She had a nasty wound to one of her back paws and all the dogs were skin and bones.
We started including them immediately in the rounds of feeding street dogs, and treated the mom’s wound, which dried up quite soon.
The puppies got fatter and cuter, and we tried to convince the “owner” (who never gave them a morsel to eat or anything to drink) to give them up, but he wanted to keep the biggest, so four of them were adopted out, and the two who remained became Trixie and her big son Sonny.
Every time we put down dishes and water containers they were stolen, so we had to feed them in something people wouldn’t want, and use an old paint bucket for water.
The people in the area kept throwing more and more garbage in the pen, which I tried to keep up with, bagging and getting rid of it.
In the meantime, the only shelter they had was an old machine where they would both crawl in and huddle together in the rain.
Time passed. Just in case Sonny got “interested,” we spayed Trixie. She spent a few days at our house to convalesce, and we put her with Jesse, who quickly became her friend.
But Sonny pined without Trixie, and we had to take her back as soon as we could.
We then began searching for a home for both dogs. This proved a mammoth task, because there were people who were willing to take Sonny but didn’t want Trixie, and we were determined not to separate them.
The dogs became very affectionate, and we got very attached.
Sony blossomed…
…and developed a sense of humor.
While Trixie just wanted love.
But time went on. And on. And on.
I sent out emails, and alerts, and whatsapps and everything I could think of. But it seemed the “junkyard dogs” would never have a real life.
And then fortune smiled in the most unexpected form of a business colleague who casually mentioned that she wanted a dog. Or two.
‘”Is it true?” they asked, incredulous.
They enjoyed the car ride and Trixie seemed to know everything was about to change for the better.
First, they were introduced to the backyard.
And we slipped out quietly . . .
We held our breath for a few days, till we got the call –
Trixie and Sonny, formerly known as the Junkyard Dogs, are now in total control of their new home, and the whole family loves them.
What a wonderful story with a wonderful ending. Thank you to everyone who keep on trying and didn’t give up on these two and THANK YOU TO THE NEW OWNER YOU ARE A REAL HERO!
BEST WISHES TO BOTH SONY AND TRIXIE FOR A WONDERFUL LIFE YOU SURE DO DESERVE IT.
God bless you richly for what you do for all the dogs; especially the two you got homes for. And God bless the person who took them.
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That is their new back yard? Where is the grass? Please explain. Are they allowed in the house?
I totally agree these dogs deserve a proper life together!
so happy these dog have at last got the love and life they deserve…well done for making this happen and not giving up on them.
I’m very glad to read the dogs are in a safer place with, hopefully, access to food and water, but I’m a bit confused; in what country is this? The new back yard in the photo doesn’t look much different from the old backyard. Or did I miss something? Do they have shelter now? Are they allowed indoors?
I have the same questions and hope someone will answer. This life doesn’t look any different from the other
I have the same questions and hope to receive answers. This backyard doesn’t look much different from their prior life/backyard
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Toughen up laws on animal cruelty. No animal deserves to be hurt. Just like us they have feelings. People like myself care. Caring makes a better world to live in. Caring people do good.
Massive thanks for all involved in ensuring this little family were taken care of
GOD BLESS YOU ALL WHO HELP ALL GOD’S BEAUTIFUL CREATIONS. I WISH THERE WAS MORE PEOPLE LIKE YOU. THANK YOU
What makes these f***ng scum bags think that animals do need to be fed. I wish the same to the owner of these poor dogs. Human garbage you don’t deserve to breathe the same air!
Robert, I think you meant to write “don’t need to be fed” not “do need to be fed” right? Nonetheless, yes I agree. The owners are scum. Thanks to the few people like us who care and campaign for animal rights.
I wish the story mentioned the country, city, etc.
You know it’s not the U.S. although many humans are no better with animals.
It’s Kingston, Jamaica.
What a lovely end to a sad begining!
Beautiful dogs, beautiful story.
De belles personnes! et des chiens adorables!!!!
Thank you for rescuing them and looking after them. They look great.
This story did my heart good.
What a wonderful story you can see the dogs are real beauties too.