Foxhunter49
Well-Known Member
Not a question - just a happy ending tale.
My Mother, 91 this year, has always had a dog or three or four. Unfortunately the last year has been one of the worse for her.
My Father died, she moved into a smaller house and then had to have her last dog put to sleep.
Understandably Mum was very low and became depressed and desperately wanted another dog but would any rescue allow her to take one one - would they heck.
She did not want a young dog as she is beyond puppy training bit would offer a wonderful home for an older dog. Exercise was no problem as a neighbour walks at least three miles every day regardless of weather and my sister walks her dogs every evening and would also take the rescue but that was not good enough.
Anyway, I looked through 'Oldies Rescue' and called about one dog but the woman told me it would be unsuitable as he was totally untrained and pulled on the lead. She then told me that they had just been informed of a 10 year old English Pointer just arrived in a foster home very near me he wasn't yet on the web site . I went and saw the people, was completely honest about it all and they agreed to let Mum have the dog.
Bertie had a nasty wart on his eyelid which was growing inwards as well as out and they had him booked in at the vets to have it removed so it was agreed that it would go ahead and I would pick him up when given the all clear from the vet.
Mum was staying with me when I went to pick him up and I never told her anything about it. When I arrived back here she never even guessed he was for her and when I told her he was for her, she just burst into tears.
Bertie has settled in well. He was greatly lacking in muscle and has obviously never been exercised in open places. My sister has decided that she is going to get an English Pointer and Mum is a different woman. Bertie follows Mum like a shadow. He refused togo out with Sis early one morning because Mum was still in bed asleep. He had to check on her first and then was happy to go.
So, after spending hours on the Internet searching for a dog and nearly as many on the phone calling about dogs I had seen only to be told that a ninety year old woman was way to old to own a dog.
Well they were all wrong! Berie is happy (I have been able to trace quite a bit of his history and he has been through so many rescues he could be in the Guinness Book of Records) Mum is even happier. She is chatty on the phone, bright eyed and bushy tailed. My sister says the dog has taken twenty years off her life in comparison to a couple of months ago.
The Oldies Rescue do not ask for an adoption fee. They are just pleased to find good homes for the oldies. In this case I paid for the operation, eyelid and castration, and also made them a healthy donation. I wish it could have been more because the change in Mum is priceless.
We hear so many depressing tales I just thought you might like to hear of a happy ending for a change.
My Mother, 91 this year, has always had a dog or three or four. Unfortunately the last year has been one of the worse for her.
My Father died, she moved into a smaller house and then had to have her last dog put to sleep.
Understandably Mum was very low and became depressed and desperately wanted another dog but would any rescue allow her to take one one - would they heck.
She did not want a young dog as she is beyond puppy training bit would offer a wonderful home for an older dog. Exercise was no problem as a neighbour walks at least three miles every day regardless of weather and my sister walks her dogs every evening and would also take the rescue but that was not good enough.
Anyway, I looked through 'Oldies Rescue' and called about one dog but the woman told me it would be unsuitable as he was totally untrained and pulled on the lead. She then told me that they had just been informed of a 10 year old English Pointer just arrived in a foster home very near me he wasn't yet on the web site . I went and saw the people, was completely honest about it all and they agreed to let Mum have the dog.
Bertie had a nasty wart on his eyelid which was growing inwards as well as out and they had him booked in at the vets to have it removed so it was agreed that it would go ahead and I would pick him up when given the all clear from the vet.
Mum was staying with me when I went to pick him up and I never told her anything about it. When I arrived back here she never even guessed he was for her and when I told her he was for her, she just burst into tears.
Bertie has settled in well. He was greatly lacking in muscle and has obviously never been exercised in open places. My sister has decided that she is going to get an English Pointer and Mum is a different woman. Bertie follows Mum like a shadow. He refused togo out with Sis early one morning because Mum was still in bed asleep. He had to check on her first and then was happy to go.
So, after spending hours on the Internet searching for a dog and nearly as many on the phone calling about dogs I had seen only to be told that a ninety year old woman was way to old to own a dog.
Well they were all wrong! Berie is happy (I have been able to trace quite a bit of his history and he has been through so many rescues he could be in the Guinness Book of Records) Mum is even happier. She is chatty on the phone, bright eyed and bushy tailed. My sister says the dog has taken twenty years off her life in comparison to a couple of months ago.
The Oldies Rescue do not ask for an adoption fee. They are just pleased to find good homes for the oldies. In this case I paid for the operation, eyelid and castration, and also made them a healthy donation. I wish it could have been more because the change in Mum is priceless.
We hear so many depressing tales I just thought you might like to hear of a happy ending for a change.
