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A Dog Named Scamp, Headed for the Pound - His Name is Now "Puppy!"

02/25/2012

01/15/2012

A Dog Named Scamp, Headed for the Pound - His Name is Now "Puppy!"

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A Dog Named Scamp, Headed for the Pound; His Name is Now "Puppy!"

By Dean A. Ayers

Lead Investigative Reporter

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I want to tell you a true story, about a dog named Scamp. I can assure you the facts of this story are true, as the dog named Scamp was born in my very own home, once upon a time, years ago.  I had only called my puppies by their generic name, calling the dogs, puppy.

My dogs over the years have been and are a very important and special part of my life. My dogs are truly my extended family of sorts, as all my human children who have grown up, and found their way. I live alone now; my dogs, and I, paws in hand, and vice versa helping each other to be happy, and always looking forward each day to the pursuit of happiness in this life, and hopefully the next as well.

My dogs are rarely mentioned by me personally, in any respect, out of respect for my private life, that is solely fulfilled by my dogs company, not having them for any other reason or motive. No money making schemes, breeding business goals, or any reason what so ever to make my dogs a public venue. They are, in fact, my family, whom I keep private. But I am compelled by this story to tell you all, about this dog, once mine, named Scamp.

A few years ago, I happened to have one litter of Lhasa Apso puppies, as my family of dogs, do spend a lot of joyful time together, and when the female Lhasa Apso came into season, I had a litter of puppies. Mind you, this did not happen very often, so I was very excited to see these new little creatures being born into this earthly world, and watch them grow, learn, and develop day, by day.

The newly arrived litter of puppies were so cute, that I truly adored the little puppies, and knowing that if I actually named them individually, I would be hard pressed to part with them. So I only called these beautiful little canine creatures by the generic name of puppy. But I always called Puppy each and every one, with heart felt attachment, emotion, and love, but knowing, the puppies would not be kept permanently by me. I would find them good homes.

At about 9 weeks of age of the puppies, I managed to find all the litter mates a good home. One by one, I said goodbye to each little living canine soul, born and raised in my home, and I turned each dog, I only named puppy over to its new family members. It was a hard thing to do, but the right thing for the puppies as well, and I was careful to find true families that wanted to love these puppies as much as I had. I did succeed, and pressed on in life with my own adult family dogs in life.

Now it is about a year later, and I received a very unusual telephone call. It was the owner of one male Lhasa Apso canine dog, named Scamp. The caller stated that he had to give up his dog named Scamp, a male Lhasa Apso dog, because of personal human medical reasons that could not be avoided, and that he was about to take his dog named Scamp to the animal shelter (I call it the pound). Scamp's owner told me that he had long ago lost my name and number on how to contact me, as I was the original owner of this dog as a puppy. The owner felt he had no alternative but to take the dog to the pound. However, by chance, by God, by whatever reason, maybe coincidence, or eternal intervention (your choice), the owner was surfing on the Internet, and found my Animals C.L.U.B.- Freedom web site, and recognized, that the Director of this site, was the original owner (me) of the dog named Scamp.

Scamp's owner immediately called me up and explained that by chance he had found me, and wanted me to know that he was en-route to the dog pound to give up Scamp his dog. The owner wanted to know, if I would be willing to take the dog, named Scamp back, as he recognized I was the original owner of this dog. Of course, I said yes, I would intervene to prevent this dog from going to the dog pound. I felt a responsibility of having allowed this dog to be born into this world, there for, I should also prevent the dog (long since gone) to be saved from being placed in a dog pound, potentially to die by Euthanizing if not adopted out in a reasonable period of time.

I drove that same day over an hour to get to the owner of Scamp. Mind you, this dog had only been with me, for its original 8-9 weeks of its life, and now it was a year later with no contact with me at all. Upon making contact with the dog Scamp, he was very scared to go near me, and quite frankly seemed to recognize that he (Scamp) was going on a one way trip as well. The hour long trip in the car with Scamp, went smoothly, but was hard on the dog Scamp, in that, he had just lost his owner of one year, and essentially his entire adult life to that point. Scamp was stand offish at a minimum and probably very stressed as well.

Upon arriving home with Scamp, I introduced him to my family of dogs, and needless to say, everyone in the house, was aware that a new dog was on the premises. I talked to Scamp for a little bit calling him by his name Scamp but the now adult male dog, still remained somewhat illusive, and cold being that I was actually now a stranger to the dog, after one year apart.

I looked at Scamp, and had recalled how this fine dog, had been just a little puppy in my midst once upon a time, and I called in that silly high pitched voice out to him "here puppy!" As God is my witness, that dog immediately halted its whines and whimpers, and looked directly at me, as if that dog had seen a long lost love of its papa. I again called to the dog, Puppy you are home, it’s me, do you remember me puppy?

In a split second, that dog, which I now call Puppy, burst into a joyful tail wagging free for all roll on the floor, and started barking in the most wonderful tone of affection that a dog can show. Puppy, fell at my feet, rolling upside down for me to rub his belly, and show me that he was being submissive to my attention, that he trusted me. It took nothing more, that the words and tone of my voice, in a memorable reunion of souls, by a simple but loving word used to describe this canine, I called as a 9 week old dog, puppy.

I have never at any time, questioned the validity, that animals, and especially dogs, are living beings with a soul. And after observing the intact memory of this dog, by the simple one toned word of affection, that I used, calling this dog “puppy” testified to me, that God does in fact take care of his flock, and that flock includes more than just people, it includes the dogs as well. Instantly puppy recalled his past as a puppy in my home, and he remembered me, by my voice, tone, and/or name puppy. I have never been so happy to see this puppy once again, now reborn again, not into an animal shelter, or dog pound to be potentially "put down," euthanized, but by eternal intervention (I call it) allowed "puppy" to be reunited with a loving owner, who cherished this dog, once upon a time, as a puppy. God does work in mysterious ways, even with dogs named puppy.

I can only say, what I have said before on Animals C.L.U.B.- Freedom, to explain this dog manner of having happy canine memories and a joyful reunion as follows:

Your Dogs

They are your friends, your partners, your defenders, your extended family, your dogs.
You are their life, their love, their leader.
They will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of their heart.
You owe it to them to be worthy of such devotion. 
Your extended family, Your Dogs.

This particular Lhasa Apso dog, happens now to be named, “Puppy” permanently. Scamp is no longer his name. A dog loved, and loving all the way thru. Just once a puppy at heart, but now a devoted canine friend, and once again family member, with every beat of his heart and now mine as well, forever more. MY DOG!

God bless the dogs, and all the puppies of this earthly world. You owe it to them to be worthy of such devotion.

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