Bony Goes Home
Do you remember the story I told you about Bony, the dog? He was an old, frail rottweiler we found on our doorstep two days before Christmas.
We contacted vets, put out FOUND flyers, called shelters, but it seemed like the poor dog was a cast-off.
Well, no more.
Since we couldn't find Bony's owners we decided to keep him for whatever time he had left. Greg took the dog with him when he went back to SE Texas last week. A few days ago I got a phone call from someone who had seen the flyer. This makes it doubly ironic because we thought we had pulled down all the flyers we put up.
Somehow we missed one, and that's the one Bony's parents found. They called us immediately and described him to a T. Then I had to break the news to them that Bony was now 300 miles away and wouldn't return for several days.
Yesterday, Bony was reunited with his mama. The young woman broke down in tears as her poor old dog hobbled over to greet her. Bony's little stub never stopped wagging. It was a beautiful reunion.
It was a bittersweet event for us because we had really grown attached to Bony. He is such a loving dog and we'll miss him.
We found out his real name is Rocky and he is 13 years old. Personally, I think they should rename him Lucky.
I'm glad he's with his family and I'm glad we were there for him when he needed a foster home.
A happy ending.
We contacted vets, put out FOUND flyers, called shelters, but it seemed like the poor dog was a cast-off.
Well, no more.
Since we couldn't find Bony's owners we decided to keep him for whatever time he had left. Greg took the dog with him when he went back to SE Texas last week. A few days ago I got a phone call from someone who had seen the flyer. This makes it doubly ironic because we thought we had pulled down all the flyers we put up.
Somehow we missed one, and that's the one Bony's parents found. They called us immediately and described him to a T. Then I had to break the news to them that Bony was now 300 miles away and wouldn't return for several days.
Yesterday, Bony was reunited with his mama. The young woman broke down in tears as her poor old dog hobbled over to greet her. Bony's little stub never stopped wagging. It was a beautiful reunion.
It was a bittersweet event for us because we had really grown attached to Bony. He is such a loving dog and we'll miss him.
We found out his real name is Rocky and he is 13 years old. Personally, I think they should rename him Lucky.
I'm glad he's with his family and I'm glad we were there for him when he needed a foster home.
A happy ending.
Comments
Me too! I'd be heartbroken if I lost one of my kids. Nearly every dog we've ever had is a rescue, strays that lost their families or never had one. Everyone needs someone.
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