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.
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!
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.
This is Clyde’s love story. Happy Valentine’s Day, dear boy!