08.20.08

Meet Mr. Harold Rothchild (aka Harry)

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Harry and New Family
How do you do? My name is Mr. Harold Rothchild. Isn’t that a nice and proper name but hey, you can call me Harry. I would like to tell you a little about myself. See last week something very exciting happened to me. Can I tell you about it? I am just dying to talk about my adventure. Last week I was officially adopted! Can you believe it! After 2 years of being in foster care I finally found a home. Above is a picture of me and my new family. I’m the white and brown one with a big grin on my face. My new daddy is Matthew Levine, my new mommy is Julie and she’s holding my new sister. Her name is Coco.

You’re probably wondering how I ended up with Lonestar Shih Tzu & Lhasa Apso Rescue when I clearly don’t look like a Shih Tzu or Lhasa. Let me backtrack and tell you a little bit about myself and how this all occurred….

It’s been about 2 years now that I used to live on the streets. I don’t remember how I got there but I know I was very lonely and frightened. I was so little that I was scared to be on my own but that is the way it was for me and I made the best of it. I found a home in a construction site. I don’t know why I picked a construction site but it is where I chose for my home. I tried to keep to myself and not make any trouble for anyone in fear that I would be caught and taken away from my only home. I gotta tell you, it was scary to be on the streets with no one to look after you especially when you are as little as me.

Well one day as I was minding my own business I noticed a lady and her friend watching me from a distance. I didn’t pay much attention to them at first but then I started to notice them coming around everyday. I got kind of scared because I thought maybe they were the doggie police and I was going to taken away to doggie jail for living on that construction site. I’ve heard of those places. I didn’t want to be in doggie jail, or a dog shelter, as I have heard them being called. Plus I didn’t mean any harm by living at the construction site even though I know I wasn’t supposed to be there. I just needed somewhere to call home and I really did mind my own business and tried not to bother anyone.

I tried to keep my eye on that lady and her friend and did a pretty good job at avoiding being caught until one day it happened. Yes they caught me! I can’t tell you how scared I was not knowing where I was going or what was going to happen to me. I said goodbye to my little home on the construction site and waited for the inevitable… DOGGIE JAIL!

So I got to ride in the car with the lady and her friend. That was my first car ride and it was fun. The lady and her friend were very nice to me. They talked very sweet and consoling to me and even gave me a few pets on the head. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I’ve never had that before. I thought to myself, maybe the Doggie Jail won’t be so bad because these Doggie Police were pretty nice to me. So I just sat back and enjoyed the car ride to jail.

When the car finally stopped I got nervous again. I just knew I wouldn’t see those nice “policemen” again and I was worried the next person I would meet wouldn’t be so kind. Boy was I wrong. I met a lady named Teresa and she was ever so kind to me. She even gave me pats on the head too. I overheard her talking with the lady that caught me and it ends up that Teresa is with a doggie rescue group called Lonestar and that the lady and her friend were not the doggie police and the best part… I wasn’t going to Doggie Jail! I heard the lady tell Teresa that her husband worked near my little home at the construction site and he was worried about me getting hurt or starving so she immediately wanted to get me off the streets and get me some help and a new home. She said a little guy like me could have been seriously hurt on the streets let alone a construction site. I didn’t know she was so concerned about me and wanted to help me. If I had known I would have gladly went up to her and her friend and let them pick me up in stead of running away like I did.

Harry Before

See the picture of me above? That was me after I was picked up by that nice lady. See how bad I looked. I’m glad I don’t look like that now. The nice lady, Ms. Rothchild (yes this is how I got my name), contacted Lonestar because she thought I was a shih tzu and that is how I came to meet Teresa. I was thoroughly checked out by a vet and it was determined that I had all sorts of problems. I had two kinds of mange, sarcoptic and demodex. That explains all those itchy nights and my hair not growing in like it should. I had all types of intestinal worms and on top of that I also checked out heartworm positive which I heard was not good. I had to undergo various treatments and be on many meds. I was one sick little guy and if Ms. Rothchild hadn’t come to my rescue I would not be here today to tell you my story. Lonestar saved me despite not being a Shih Tzu or Lhasa. All they cared about was that I was made well.

On a cool Thanksgiving Day I moved from Houston to Louisiana. It was there that I met my new foster family. I was told that is where I would stay until I got adopted. My new foster mom was named Laura. I immediately fell in love with her as my new mom. My foster mom says I am one sweet charming guy and sometimes I am full of myself. Hahaha. I know that is true. I loved being in my new foster home. I appreciated all the soft beds that I got to lay on and the belly rubs I would get. I was deprived of all of the finer things when living on the street. I even enjoyed my bath! Not many can say that. I guess because I was the center of attention during bath time and I LOVE to be the center of attention. I loved all the toys they would give me. I would even hide them in my bed. I wanted to be wherever my family was- be it in the backyard, going on walks, family gatherings…heck… I was even content sitting on their lap in front of the TV.

Harry Sunbathing
One of my most favorite things to do was to sit on the bench in the backyard. I got a lot of peace and enjoyment out of that. See the picture of me above. My foster mom Laura took that picture of me sunbathing on my favorite bench. It was my favorite spot to relax.

I was very happy with my new foster family but I did know it was only temporary and as much as I loved Laura and my foster family I was anxiously waiting for my real home. That day finally happened this past Saturday.

I have been with my new family for almost a week now and so far it has been wonderful! My new family is very active and they take me and my sister CoCo on two long walks every day! I get a lot of love and attention by all of them. I am settling in well and look forward to all the adventures I will have with Matthew, Julie and Coco.

Just think… I went from the streets of Houston, to a Foster Home in Louisiana to a wonderful forever home with the Levine’s in good ol’ Dallas Texas! I may be a Levine now but I will always be Mr. Harold Rothchild. I can honestly say that I am One Lucky Dog!

8 Comments »

  1. minerva said,

    August 25, 2008 at 4:44 pm

    Harry!! You have found such a wonderful home and I couldn’t be happier for you. You are going to have so much fun with your new sister Coco!! Make sure that your new parents spoil you and give you lots of treats!

    Hugs, Maggies mom,

    Minerva

  2. Barb Cunningham said,

    August 25, 2008 at 7:27 pm

    I love Mr. Harry Rothchild although we have not yet met. He is my new granddog and I cannot wait to shower him with grandma love. I am so happy he is now in such a wonderful home where he will be safe and loved forever.

  3. Jenny Cunningham said,

    August 25, 2008 at 8:15 pm

    MY NEPHEW!

  4. Spencer Cunningham said,

    August 26, 2008 at 1:52 pm

    congratulations all the way around from ‘uncle’ Spence.

  5. Matthew Levine said,

    August 26, 2008 at 4:08 pm

    To all…..

    Harry is one of the sweetest and most loving dogs you will ever meet. We love him very much and he is having a wonderful time living the good life. Harry and Coco are best friends and are virtually always together. He has been a wonderful addition to our family and we are grateful to the extremely generous and caring individuals who have been influential in his life and made it possible for him to make it into our home and hearts. Ms. Rothchild, Teresa, Laura and all others who’s names I don’t know who were involved with the rescue, fostering and overall quality care of Harry…. may God Bless you, and Watch over you, as you did for this wonderful boy.

    With highest regards,

    Matthew

  6. barbara grabell said,

    September 7, 2008 at 8:22 pm

    Wonderful happy tail. Doesn’t matter what breed it is, any story of survival and adoption like this brings tears to my eyes. I hope little Harry enjoys the best life ever with his new family – he derves it. His new parents look like very nice people. They are truly angels, as you all are at Lonestar.

  7. marjorie farrell said,

    September 14, 2008 at 3:30 pm

    HI
    WHAT A BEAUTIFUL STORY, MY HEART WENT OUT TO THIS
    TINY LITTLE DOG, I CRIED WHEN I READ THE WHOLE STORY, IF ONLY ALL DOGS THAT ARE ABANDONED OR LOST COULD FIND GOOD HOMES. THE WORLD WOULD BE A BETTER PLACE. MY HEART BREAKS FOR THESE POOR ANIMALS
    AS I HAVE THREE OF MY OWN AND LOVE AND CHERISH THEM EVERY DAY.

    KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK YOU DO U SURE ARE A BLESSING
    TO THESE DOGS AND ANIMALS

    SINCERELY
    MARJORIE FARRELL

  8. marjorie farrell said,

    September 14, 2008 at 3:31 pm

    THANK GOD THERE ARE PEOPLE LIKE U THAT HELP THESE ANIMALS WHAT A BEAUTIFUL STORY

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