| Our guest blogger this week is Jack Parker, engineer, blogger, and renaissance man! |
By day, he was a
mild-mannered Peekapoo named Snoopy- a loving, intelligent, energetic dog. We
had acquired him from some friends in El Paso, Texas where, apparently, there
was never a recorded case of thunder anytime in his life; because he was
terrified of it. The routine thunderstorms in Huntsville turned him into a howling
blob of jelly. The only cure for thunder was for one of us to touch him.
Constantly. It was best if we just gave up on the “no dogs on the couch” rule
and let him sit in our laps. When it
wasn't thundering, though, he was as cheerful and patient as they come.
His favorite
game was to wait until someone opened the front door and then run as fast as
the wind to the next door neighbor's backyard to play with Charlie, a dog of
uncertain breed. Snoopy loved this game, and would laugh the whole time he was
running to see his friend because he knew we couldn't catch him before he got
next door. His superpowers were revealed as a result of this game.
One day, I
opened the front door and he ran out. I ran after him with more than usual
urgency. I called his name and yelled for him to stop. He laughed at me, like
he always did. Nothing could stop him, and he knew it! I ran after him as fast
as I could; but he was too fast. Just as I rounded the corner of the house, he
reached the neighbor's yard and showed off his superpowers. He could fly! His
front feet stopped moving forward. His back feet, and the whole back of his
body, lifted off the ground. Then his whole body started to fly. He must have
stopped flying when he saw me, because he crashed unceremoniously to the ground
about a second later.
The neighbor had
put up a chain link fence that he didn't see, and he hit it nose-first at full
speed. Fences are dog kryptonite.
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Charlie was rescued from
Animal Services because his previous owners decided he was too expensive to
feed. Sadly, they had not educated themselves well on exactly how much to
feed, and so were overfeeding him and it resulted in Charlie being very very
overweight. He had difficulty moving in the shelter and was just so large
that he needed what a rescue could give him - time to recover and get healthy
before being adopted! Charlie weighed a whopping 134lbs when he came out
of the shelter. His foster mom estimates he should be about 90 lbs so
that means he was 45 lbs overweight. He is a big boy, tall and with a
beautiful head and (potential) build. He was still massively overweight
at 134 lbs. He has been on limited intake of food and has begun a gradual
excersize program, going from 1.5 miles of walking to 4 miles in a months
time. He has fun dogs in this foster home that also keep him busy (and
burning calories). In his first month he lost nearly 15 lbs. His
foster mom continues to monitor his intake and gradually increase what he can
do. He's responding beautifully, already showing signs of being more comfortable
and finding it easier to move.You can follow Charlie on Facebook
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