Bubba had been a devoted pet to a family for 13 years. After deciding that they no longer wanted to care for him, they took him to their family vet to have him euthanized. The vet, knowing what a great little dog Bubba was, asked the family to release him to him and in turn he contacted our group to see if we could take him in. Kudo’s to that vet – Bubba is a terrific little guy and a joy to have as a foster.
He’s adapted so well to his new surroundings. He has good potty manners, is crate trained and walks nicely on a leash – not very far, but he does like to get out and go for short walks a few times a day. He does get a bit stressed if he’s in the backyard and loses his bearings so he’ll bark until you rescue him and point him in the right direction – no problem, he’s a sweetie! He doesn’t bother the cat and he’s not bothered by the other dogs like he was in the beginning. Just like everyone else, he has his favorite spots and that’s where he tends to hang out – a favorite rug on the kitchen floor and a cozy pillow by the window.
Bubba is deaf and does have dry eye in both eyes – requires eyedrops twice a day and he’s a perfect gentleman when he’s being tended to.
Ole Bubba, though is a notorious beggar – you can see from his picture that he definitely had never gone hungry. We’re working on the weight issue and he seems to be doing ok – we’re limiting treats and have restructured his diet so slowly but surely we should be starting to see some progress.
Just one more thing about Bubba – he has such a unique personality and I think he’ll steal your heart as soon as you meet him! There’s just something about him that makes a person smile!
A poem for the older ones…
One by one they pass my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his prime he can’t run and play,
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I am not wanted anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail,
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn’t belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head
Can’t justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,
The younger dogs get adopted away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face and I finally had hope.
You saw thru the grey, and the legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond the cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly and want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
I promise to return all the love I can give,
To You, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
While Bubba is in our program, he needs normal veterinary care and meds. He’s looking for five wonderful people, who may not be able to adopt him in person, but who wants to do a “virtual” adoption and support his medical needs. He needs around $100 a month, on average, for shots, meds, etc. His five “virtual adopters” need only subscribe to contribute $20 a month to his fund. That will keep him pretty much ok while he is in our program – which may be the rest of his life. If you are interested in “virtual adoption” of Bubba Turner, and want to contribute by credit card via Paypal, please GO HERE. If you’d rather send Bubba a check, CLICK HERE.
To date, Bubba Turner has 0 virtual adopters.
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