Bonnie and Clyde spent years on the street, surviving by their wits, dodging cars, disease and people who meant to harm them. They scavenged garbage cans, supplementing their rations by hunting rats, squirrels, chipmunks, and cats. A photograph of Clyde climbing a six-foot fence to get at a litter of kittens sealed his fate. The hunt for Bonnie and Clyde was on!
A friend had been feeding them, trying to gain their trust while also trying to keep them safe from Animal Control’s catchpole or a neighbor’s shotgun. Now the race to get them to safety was urgent, but complicated by the fact that Bonnie was a feral dog
Silver Rescue joined the project by helping my friend convert two donated kennels into a 10x20 kennel complete with extra panels secured atop to make it spacious and escape proof. We expected Bonnie would be there for life. Clyde had a chance for adoption but we did not want to break their bond if we could avoid it.
The very day the kennels were delivered, Clyde showed up torn and bloody. He’d likely fought a suitor for Bonnie’s affections. Although he was shy, he showed us that he trusted us enough to come to us for help. We took him to Silver Rescue, vetted and neutered him and watched his wounds heal. We him obedience trained in hopes that, if he returned to living with Bonnie, he could help us work with her.
A friend had been feeding them, trying to gain their trust while also trying to keep them safe from Animal Control’s catchpole or a neighbor’s shotgun. Now the race to get them to safety was urgent, but complicated by the fact that Bonnie was a feral dog
Silver Rescue joined the project by helping my friend convert two donated kennels into a 10x20 kennel complete with extra panels secured atop to make it spacious and escape proof. We expected Bonnie would be there for life. Clyde had a chance for adoption but we did not want to break their bond if we could avoid it.
The very day the kennels were delivered, Clyde showed up torn and bloody. He’d likely fought a suitor for Bonnie’s affections. Although he was shy, he showed us that he trusted us enough to come to us for help. We took him to Silver Rescue, vetted and neutered him and watched his wounds heal. We him obedience trained in hopes that, if he returned to living with Bonnie, he could help us work with her.
Clyde had a difficult time at the trainer’s camp. He was not a bad dog, just one that had a hard time trusting that life with humans could be good. When he graduated, he returned to Silver Rescue. In the meantime, we finally got Bonnie and her litter of puppies into the kennel. A mobile veterinarian tended to her medical needs. She had a long way to go, but after months, she took the huge step of accepting a hot dog from my friend’s hand. We remained hopeful that eventually she would be able to live inside.
However, to our dismay, she tested severely heartworm positive and succumbed within weeks to this horrible disease. Heartbroken, we concentrated our efforts on Clyde.
At Silver Rescue, he learned to live as an inside dog and gained new friends among the other rescued dogs. He was great with all of them, but soon bonded with Honey who needed a steadying influence to keep her on track. When Honey went to her forever home, Clyde invited Willa to become his best friend. We employed him to show Jasmin the ropes and teach her that life with us wasn’t so bad. He was our trusted companion who helped orient many a dog that came through Silver Rescue.
As wonderful a dog as Clyde was, he never got over his lust for hunting. He rarely got a good night’s sleep as he sat up in his crate watching the cats as they roamed the house. While everyone else snored the night away, he watched his own personal Kitty TV. Clyde enlisted LuLu to help contain a rat infestation in the back yard. Good Boy!
However, to our dismay, she tested severely heartworm positive and succumbed within weeks to this horrible disease. Heartbroken, we concentrated our efforts on Clyde.
At Silver Rescue, he learned to live as an inside dog and gained new friends among the other rescued dogs. He was great with all of them, but soon bonded with Honey who needed a steadying influence to keep her on track. When Honey went to her forever home, Clyde invited Willa to become his best friend. We employed him to show Jasmin the ropes and teach her that life with us wasn’t so bad. He was our trusted companion who helped orient many a dog that came through Silver Rescue.
As wonderful a dog as Clyde was, he never got over his lust for hunting. He rarely got a good night’s sleep as he sat up in his crate watching the cats as they roamed the house. While everyone else snored the night away, he watched his own personal Kitty TV. Clyde enlisted LuLu to help contain a rat infestation in the back yard. Good Boy!
Clyde was a pristine black and white terrier mix when he joined us. Over the years, his muzzle gradually grayed, giving the look of a distinguished gentleman. No one applied to adopt this mostly black pit mix and the years went by. We thought about removing his listing from the website, but we knew he deserved a chance for his own home and family, so we hung in there. Like the other dogs, he had rotations to play in the yard, sleep with Karina, or go on walks. He was happy and he took everything in stride.
Finally, after four years at the rescue with few inquiries, the perfect family came along. They wanted an older dog? A black dog? A pit mix? After so many years, we were completely attached to Clyde and it was so hard to let him go. But we would not deny him his perfect home and forever family.
Clyde was probably a loved and petted puppy when he was small and cute. When he was not longer puppy-cute, he was tossed out and then shunned as a black dog and a pit mix. He lived the desperate life of an unwanted dog for about four years, turning nearly feral but trusted again when a Good Samaritan offered him a bowl of food and a kind word.
Finally, after four years at the rescue with few inquiries, the perfect family came along. They wanted an older dog? A black dog? A pit mix? After so many years, we were completely attached to Clyde and it was so hard to let him go. But we would not deny him his perfect home and forever family.
Clyde was probably a loved and petted puppy when he was small and cute. When he was not longer puppy-cute, he was tossed out and then shunned as a black dog and a pit mix. He lived the desperate life of an unwanted dog for about four years, turning nearly feral but trusted again when a Good Samaritan offered him a bowl of food and a kind word.
Today Clyde is about 8 years old and so happy with his forever family. He goes on hikes through the woods, adores his little Yorkie brother, goes running with his new dad and snuggles with his new mom. What more can a boy want?
This is Clyde’s love story. Happy Valentine’s Day, dear boy!
This is Clyde’s love story. Happy Valentine’s Day, dear boy!
