Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Jersey

Celebrating the Jeep Life with Jersey 



Life in the small concrete enclosure with the sounds of barking all night sure beat the years of carrying puppies in my belly, and being the dog in the yard to get chewed on daily. I lost count at ten litters.


I was so thankful for the day I was rescued from the repeated abuse from the other vicious horrible dogs in the yard, and taken to that small concrete enclosure. I felt safe in that concrete box, but I knew there had to be more. 


I knew I wasn't meant for that kind of life. I knew deep down in my gut my nose needed more - my soul needed more.  I was sad and horribly afraid of the dogs in the shelter, and skeptical of the shelter workers.  


Then that fateful day at the shelter happened. I overheard the shelter workers talking of a grumpy old man going to adopt one of the dogs. I wasn't sure what grumpy meant, but it couldn't be bad if this man was going to adopt one of the dogs.  

Later that day Taylor, the nice lady from the shelter, took me out of my concrete enclosure and we went for a ride. We ended up at a garage where this man was fixing Jeeps. His name was Neil, that's when I remembered those shelter workers called the grumpy old man Neil. 


I had this sense about Neil - the grumpy old man - a good feeling. It's like a special power I have. I've had it my whole life. I know deep in my gut if a person is a good person. I know if a person will treat my kind good. It's my superpower.  Instantly, Neil and I became buddies. He rubbed my ears and then he rubbed my belly. My favorite thing in the whole wide world.   


He didn't even yell at me or tug me around on the rope tied to my neck. At first I thought he was giving me nasty stuff to eat like the others, but he gave me a yummy treat. I didn't have to go back to that concrete enclosure that day. Instead the nice shelter lady, Taylor, took me to her house. I missed Neil and wanted to see him again. The next day we went for another ride to the doctor. 

I had to have my belly cut open and things taken out. I remember the lady in the white coat say "cancer". I didn't know what cancer was and my belly hurt really bad. I felt woozy and was scared. I wanted to be with Neil. He made me feel safe. I spent a week healing at Taylor's. My favorite part was when Neil would come to visit me. Even though it hurt, I wagged my tail to let him know how happy I was to see him. 


Neil kept telling me I had to hurry and heal because there was a big adventure in our future together. I wasn't sure what an adventure was, but I worked really hard to heal because he sounded really excited about it. After a week at Taylor's it was time for me to go home. That made me sad as I didn't want to go back to that concrete box. Just then Neil came by. He told me I was never ever going back to that concrete box because he was adopting me. Neil became my dad! That grumpy old man adopted me to take care of me and be his best friend for life. That was one of the best days of my life. Or so I thought. There were so many more to come. 



Later he took me for a ride in this thing he called a Jeep. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. 
I felt the sun shine on my back and the smells, oh so many smells I was overwhelmed. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. I was with Neil and I was free to be a dog. 



We shared many warm days out in his Jeep on the Colorado trails. Now it's our Jeep. We would take long nature walks on those trails. We would chase each other around and have lots of play time. He would never let me out of his sight. I love Colorado there are so many cool smells, and the places I can pee are immense. 




Every day was amazing! 
Every day kept getting better and better. The smells were overwhelming as I didn't have enough time to smell them all. Then one day we took a long, a really long Jeep ride, but we weren't in the Jeep. We were going on our adventure, and we were meeting a Jeep mom.




I didn't know what a Jeep mom was, and I was scared. She came in our room one night, and I didn't feel afraid at all. She was really, really nice, and let me smell her hand. She didn't even hit me. 




That's when I found out what an adventure was. She made a special soft safe bed for me in the back of her really cool Jeep. I even think it it's cooler then Neil's Jeep, but don't tell him that. Sometimes though the ride was really bumpy, but we were all together having fun, laughing and smiling. Plus, I would get tons of ear rubs, and even people food.   


We drove in that Jeep all day long with lots and lots of stops, so I could go smell the new smells. I couldn't believe they were taking me to all these cool places so I could smell the smells. 





No one had ever done that for me. I didn't know there were so many trees and bushes and rocks in the world. There just wasn't enough time to smell them all. I didn't realize how big the world really was. Now my favorite thing to do is explore and smell. 




They even rolled down my special window, and I got to put my head out to feel the sun on my face and the wind in my ears. And the smells oh the smells. The best part of the trip.











At night we would all get together in the tent to sleep. My favorite part was the special blankets Jeep Mom covered me up in. They smelled so good. Then I got to snuggle up to my people. They kept me safe from all the other animals. 

When we got back from our adventure, the lady in the white coat found more cancer in my belly. I am working really hard at healing again because I want to go on another adventure.  My dad said we need to say lots of prayers so I can get better. I'm not afraid this time because he takes special care of me and he loves me. I know this because he takes me on lots of nature walks, and we go everywhere together. He lets me smell as much as I want. Plus, a dog knows when a person loves them because they talk to you like your a baby.  He is the best dad ever, and I love him so much.  


I had the most amazing adventure with Neil, My Grumpy Old Man, and Jeep Mom. They say we will do it again soon. I hope so because I really really miss Jeep Mom. I am a lot like her because I hear her telling people her Jeep saved her life. Well I think the Jeep saved my soul.    

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