10.12.06

Hello world!

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Say hello to sweet little Scotty Oaks.  Scotty was dumped at a local shelter in horrible condition.  We took him in and decided to give him a chance.

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  1. Regina Day said,

    October 21, 2006 at 4:35 pm

    I looked at Scotty this morning in a totally different light. Despite his eyesight and cherry eye and probable heart condition and who knows the neglect and abuse he was put thru, he is definitely a master communicator. He never barks just for the heck of it (like our Ralph, who barks at everything and anything – drives me crazy sometimes) but Scotty’s bark is like a baby’s cry – he’s telling you something – it may be at 4 a.m. letting you know he needs to go outside or it may be him standing in the kitchen letting you know it’s snacktime or maybe he’s on his pillow by the window and he wants it opened a bit more to feel the breeze. He must have been a prince of dog in his prime – I never thought I would say these things about Scotty – he was in such bad shape when I first saw him – now his coat glistens in the sunlight and I’m beginning to see his personalilty sneaking out bit by bit.
    He’s quite adoptable – just needs a bit more tlc than some others.

  2. Regina Day said,

    October 27, 2006 at 9:15 pm

    Right when I was going out to the side yard to see what Scotty was up to, since he was out a bit longer than normal, he found his way back to the patio by himself! I generally lead him outside and walk him around the yard and then let him off the leash to wander a bit and then go and get him but sure was surprised today when he came back himself! Good boy!

  3. Regina Day said,

    November 8, 2006 at 10:13 pm

    This afternoon, Scotty very peacefully crossed over the bridge. I know he would want me to thank LoneStar for giving him the chance to know what it was like to be cared for and loved and safe and warm. I also know that he knew it was his time to go because for the first time since he was our foster, he wagged his tail!

  4. JeanDay said,

    November 17, 2006 at 9:41 am

    When you commit to being a foster, 9 out of 10, the little guy/gal is being rescued from a shelter after wandering around for some time – I suspect this was the case with Scotty. I can’t imagine that he just got out of someone’s yard for a day or so before being picked up. By the time he was rescued thru Lone Star, he was almost at the point of no return – the neglect of not being cared for was obvious – from his nails being so long that they curled under and prevented him from walking correctly to the infections in his eyes, ears and skin. Very sad. I almost didn’t think I could take him in – how was I going to do this? This was a first for me but looking back, I’m humbled and honored that I had the chance to care for him. Despite everything that was wrong with him, he had so much that was right with him. He was an older dog and we eventually just called him “the old man” and “big boy” (he must have been quite a stud in his day, if you know what I mean). He had the most handsome face and sweetest disposition, never once trying to nip or bite, despite all of his medical problems. Through trial and error, we learned to deal with and treat his problems in a way that was the most comfortable for him. It was like taking care of an elderly family member – it was both a gentle and agonizing time for all of us.
    Scotty wasn’t much of a social dog – he had his favorite pillows and places to nap – he knew what food dish was his – he enjoyed short walks. He didn’t crave attention – sometimes I think he just tolerated it when he was stroked or loved on. I hope he knows how much he was loved while he was with us and how much he taught us about how we could just go a little bit further than what we thought we could – how we could do just a little bit more and how we could venture out of our comfort zone.
    I do believe that he had partial vision when he came to us, but by the end, I’m pretty sure he lost his sight. I found him “looking” out the window one day – I can only imagine what he was thinking about.
    We miss you Scotty boy – you sweet, sweet old man.

  5. Sharon said,

    November 7, 2007 at 2:00 pm

    What a sweet ol’ guy. Mark Twain said he wanted to go to the same heaven dogs go to… I know Scotty is there! How nice that the last part of his life was filled with love.

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