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Hi, my name is Sunshine
(Sunny). I was wandering in a busy intersection on Palm Sunday. I was
having difficulty walking because my paws were so matted and my nails
were so over grown that they curled back into my pads. I didn’t even
realize that I could have been hit by a car, but two very kind couples
each in separate cars saw me and stopped, one stopped traffic while the
other put me in the back of their car out of harms way (even missing
church on a very special day). In fact the one couple took me home
cleaned me up, and even found I had a tail under all those mats. I must
admit even I was surprised and it gave me a chance to use it to show my
appreciation for what they had done. Several days later, during a Texas
Monsoon my new foster parents braved the storms to take me home with
them. They wanted to call me, Monsoon or Stormy, but decided Sunshine
was a much better name under the conditions.

Just after being rescued
I wish I could explain
who I am and what life was like on the street, searching for food,
shelter and safety, wondering why I was no longer a part of a family
that cared about, if not for, me. I know that I’m not a youngster
anymore, but I am housebroken, haven’t chewed up any remotes or cell
phones, and enjoy a good snooze.

I really like my new hair cut
My eyesight is not perfect, but I see well enough and there’s a twinkle
back in my eyes now, and the tail that was tucked and hidden now wags
freely. My front paws are still a little tender, and my legs not as
strong as they once were, but that doesn’t slow down my love of a walk.
I negotiate the several steps to the street easily, and enjoy exploring
stuff in the garden. My two big OES foster sisters take me in stride,
as I slip between them easily, but don’t understand why I don’t want to
play “herd” with them.

I just want to have a forever home again, with food, shelter, a gentle
hand, and a place by your feet to snooze.
Foster parents George
and Margo write:
Sunny has obviously
been a house pet; she is spayed, minds her manners, and operates well in
a multi dog household. She is negative for heartworms and other
parasites, and seems to be in good health for an older dog. She does
counter surf, probably because she thinks she never knows for sure were
her next meal will come from. She is crate trained, and even naps
there. Her bark has gone from soft and raspy to quite opinionated, but
she is learning to only bark when there is a reason. Her hearing is as
selective as any sheepie. She might be 8 years young or so, and while
she sure can run when she sees a camera, she’s not one for the “doggy
500”. Somebody has loved her, and she is craving that again. She has
filled out some now that she is eating regularly, walking much better,
enjoys walking with our two OES in the park across the street. She is
about 19” – 19 ˝” tall, weighs about 60#, and has a long grey tail with
a white tip.
We haven’t had the
chance to expose her to cats or human puppies, but she would probably
ignore either. Since she is older, she would probably do better with no
young humans, but seems to enjoy the companionship of another canine.
She has brought a gentleness to our family, and deserves a family that
will love her. |