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WEL!!!L Take a GUESS who just knocked (literally) on our door.....
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<blockquote data-quote="Marguerite" data-source="post: 436907" data-attributes="member: 1991"><p>When I was in my teens we had just moved to our new house, built on old land we'd had for years. A mostly wilderness acreage with farm near the house. A long, straight, mostly deserted road. There were about five houses up our end of the road, then nothing for miles in either direction.</p><p></p><p>We found a puppy. We used to breed this type of dog, we recognised a well-bred dog indeed and realised he was about 8 weeks old at most. We didn't know where he had come from but he was dirty, wet, cold and hungry. We brought him inside, fed him and bathed him. We asked around neighbours who were home, only one was not home. All the others, including neighbours of those not home, knew nothing. A WEEK later, the neighbours who had not been home (and we had seen them home since, but had been told their neighbours would pass on our request) came looking for their puppy. A WEEK LATER. By that stage we had taken the puppy up to my brother's place and he had a new home two hundred miles away. The neighbours never came back, they seemed to not really care that much. They did say he was a pedigreed pup they had been given, and they had put him outside and he had wandered off. They hadn't noticed for a while... But it was winter, and even in Sydney you do not put a new puppy outside in winter, when the temperatures drop to freezing overnight. And you don't wait a week to go looking, not where there is snake-filled wilderness all around. Blackberry bushes everywhere, and snakes love those. No more blackberries there now, they have been eradicated. But back then - after a week, that pup would not have been alive.</p><p></p><p>We never felt guilty about that puppy having a new home with my brother and his wife. I remember we chuckled as we watched sis-in-law take puppy for a walk along the lake edge then when he was filthy, give pup his first bath, a lovely warm sudsy one in the laundry tub. And he loved his warm bath! He loved being cuddled afterwards in front of the heater. One much loved dog.</p><p></p><p>Star, I hope you can find a good home for this little darling.</p><p></p><p>Marg</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marguerite, post: 436907, member: 1991"] When I was in my teens we had just moved to our new house, built on old land we'd had for years. A mostly wilderness acreage with farm near the house. A long, straight, mostly deserted road. There were about five houses up our end of the road, then nothing for miles in either direction. We found a puppy. We used to breed this type of dog, we recognised a well-bred dog indeed and realised he was about 8 weeks old at most. We didn't know where he had come from but he was dirty, wet, cold and hungry. We brought him inside, fed him and bathed him. We asked around neighbours who were home, only one was not home. All the others, including neighbours of those not home, knew nothing. A WEEK later, the neighbours who had not been home (and we had seen them home since, but had been told their neighbours would pass on our request) came looking for their puppy. A WEEK LATER. By that stage we had taken the puppy up to my brother's place and he had a new home two hundred miles away. The neighbours never came back, they seemed to not really care that much. They did say he was a pedigreed pup they had been given, and they had put him outside and he had wandered off. They hadn't noticed for a while... But it was winter, and even in Sydney you do not put a new puppy outside in winter, when the temperatures drop to freezing overnight. And you don't wait a week to go looking, not where there is snake-filled wilderness all around. Blackberry bushes everywhere, and snakes love those. No more blackberries there now, they have been eradicated. But back then - after a week, that pup would not have been alive. We never felt guilty about that puppy having a new home with my brother and his wife. I remember we chuckled as we watched sis-in-law take puppy for a walk along the lake edge then when he was filthy, give pup his first bath, a lovely warm sudsy one in the laundry tub. And he loved his warm bath! He loved being cuddled afterwards in front of the heater. One much loved dog. Star, I hope you can find a good home for this little darling. Marg [/QUOTE]
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