Found Henry! The ladies in the dog rescue group are used to seeing me every Saturday checking out the puppies. This Saturday they made sure I checked out their sweetest puppy. When they told me his rescue name was Sam it was an instant connection.
Henry’s mother was found extremely pregnant in Tijuana Mexico. The day after she arrived in Colorado she gave birth to nine puppies but was so starved two did not survive.
Henry is a German Shepherd Boxer mix. They are sure his mom was a Boxer and his other features are German Shepherd. Half of his siblings had a different father and had short wirey coats.
Henry lounging on his new bed at the pet store.
Henry tuckered out after shopping for his stuff and surprises for his new brothers.
And the instant connection to th name Sam? My brother’s name is Sam, I briefly thought maybe my brother could change his name but he has had it for almost 60 years…. So Sam the dog is now known as Henry.
This is in response to a challenge from (here is his blog site) Nagrij for a 5 minute story. Nagrij writes a 5 minute story every Tuesday. This month’s challenge is horror and I accept the challenge. Here is Nagrij’s story this week: https://nagrij.wordpress.com/2016/10/04/tuesdays-tale-1042016/
Here you go Nagrij:
Racing down the hall she ran smack into the icy place. The home of the foul entity that she now lived with. When she moved in she had no idea of the evilness that had occurred here over the years. She had a feeling that even with all she was able to discover she still did not know everything.
Henry, her German Shepherd dog for seven years, was right behind her. His intense yowl raised the hair on the back of her neck. As she turned around she saw he was looking behind them, at something unseen but clearly approaching with a cold malevolence.
Thinking to gain some strength from Henry’s presence she hugged him tightly and looked between his ears down the hall. Somehow she now saw what Henry was able to see and knew she was in Hell.
This is in response to a challenge from Nagrij for a 5 minute story. Nagrij writes a 5 minute story every Tuesday, except for today when he challenged his readers instead.
Here you go Nagrij:
She lunged again and again. Teeth bared, fierce snarling, stabbing me hard enough with her muzzle I would have fallen if not for the wall to my back.
Pissing off a trained Police Dog. Not my smartest achievement. But I was smart enough not to run or move, she’d be on me in a second.
She was becoming more agitated, foaming at the mouth, and I knew I had to do something fast. Shoving my prized Prada handbag into her face she clamped down on it. Diving into her crate I felt the door hit me in the rear as she flew after me.
My friend PJ needs your help. PJ is a certified therapy dog. She is a volunteer with the Canine Airport Therapy Squad (CATS for short), see here for more informationDIA CATS Squad. She is also a volunteer working with people recovering from strokes and brain injuries.
She recently tore her crutiate ligament and needs surgery to repair this injury to continue her therapy work.
Please check out her Go Fund Me page herePJ Go Fund Me page and if you can help any donation would be appreciated. $1.00 or $2.00 or any amount you can donate will help PJ continue her volunteer work.
PJ is a rescue dog and this is part of what she does to show her appreciation for being rescued. She pays back her good fortune at finding her forever home by helping others where she can. Won’t you help PJ continue her dream?
Hi, my name is Rommy and I am a guest blogger here on sanseilife.
Although I am no longer in this world my mom thinks about me a lot and I try to send her memories to remind her about the great life we had together.
I reminded mom about a friend I made one day. Laura was in a wheelchair and was very sad. I went right up for her so that she could pet me.
She told my mom that she was amazed that I was not afraid of her or her wheelchair.
Mom and I would occasionally go on outings with Laura. She knew all the friendly people and cool places that didn’t mind me coming in their stores.
One day we were in a favorite store and about five people talked to Laura and asked her about her dog friend. She was the happiest I had ever seen her. Suddenly animated and laughing the whole afternoon.
Later she told my mom, with tears in her eyes, that she loved going places with me. She said she used to be invisible but now when people saw me they saw her too. I thought people tears were a sad thing but that day I learned people tears can be a good thing too.
Laura is here with me and met me at the Rainbow Bridge to welcome me. She doesn’t need her wheelchair anymore.
Mom always tries to take a moment to smile and say hi to those invisible people and I just reminded her why.