Tales of Rescued Dogs

During the next week or so, I noticed the little guy, with the saddest brown eyes that I had ever seen and wondered what kind of trouble he could have been. I asked the manager if she knew anything about this dog and it turns out that the man was a regular, and that every year and a half or so, would show up with another dog, and turn it in so that he could go out and get another puppy. He kept them in a garage, they weren't allowed in the house or in the yard and when they were thru being a puppy, he turned them in and got another.

My heart broke. I am a big softie and immediately went home and whined and sniveled and whined and sniveled and when the dogs quarantine period was up, drug my family down to meet him. My husband was skeptical because he was so small, and his first vision of Percy was percy riding a basketball up and down the kennel where he was housed.

My family left and I asked if I could take him to an aquaintance area to meet him and the kennel person went to get him. He put Percy on the ground and before he could get the gate closed, Percy shot through his legs and took off at a dead run. By the time the 20 minute chase was over, there were 7 people out after him, not me, I just sat back and watched, and they must have ran over and thru every open area at the shelter...and if they weren't close enough behind him, he'd stop, sit down and wait and when they got close.....off he'd go!

Percy's Tale Continued ...