Sunday, November 14, 2010

Copper: Home Again

I came home from work early that day.  I needed to see what had been done to my boy.  I took him out of his crate and brought him outside, keeping him on the leash.  I intentionally kept Moon away from him.  He needed some quality one on one time.  I talked to him while he ate his supper.  He did not want me to touch his head or his rump.

I brought him into the house and down to my "office", closing the door behind us.  I sat on the floor and told him to "come", then "sit."  As usual he approached me, turned around and backed into my lap, sitting down ever so cautiously.  He was tense...almost fearful.

Slowly I placed my hands on him.  One on each shoulder.  I began to rub in a circular motion.  With each circle, the area grew.  I rubbed his legs slowly, then his chest, working my way up to his neck and chin.  Then my hands were near his ears, his forehead and then over his eyes, slowly rubbing...massaging as gently as I could, trying to let him know that I cared and that I was not going to hurt him.  I kept telling him that I would take care of him and that this was never going to happen again. 

It was then that I noticed something on his collar.  Something odd.  I had to break it away because it was actually around the collar, like a loop.  It looked like threads of rope.  After I finished getting him relaxed, he sort of just flopped in my lap, before rolling over for his belly rub.  Nothing too aggressive though...not for a few days.  He needed to "detox".

I showed my husband what I had removed from his collar and he too thought it was strands of rope.  He asked where I'd gotten it.  When I told him, "off of Copper's collar", he simply said "oh".  

Well, my friends, I never found out where Copper was, but I do have my suspicions.  You see, for the longest time, whenever we drove by a particular house on our road, Copper would just tremble, quiver and shake.  He had never done that before he disappeared and he only behaves like that when we pass that house.  Personally, I think he was their place...tied up and probably being starved.  My Copper had lost 10 pounds, 20% of his body weight, in those nine long days!

When my Vet examined him, the pads of his feet were not worn, indicating that he had not traveled far.  So, perhaps that barking I thought I heard really was Copper!


Cathy said...

Some folks are just not animal lovers. I see many dogs left outside 24/7 teethered with no space to run and very little human contact. Sure glad that Copper was able to break free and return back to his secure home.

laurak/ForestWalkArt :) said...

yikes! that's pretty scary story!
and it REALLY sucks that there are people in this world who think it's NOTHING to treat others so badly...whether animals or other people!

that doggie massage was just what Copper needed...some soft touch...and tenderness. poor Copper that he had to go thru...that... :[
(but at least he got back to loving arms)

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

Oh no! You never told me that. I guess that's when you all had Buddy over for some fence building?

Verde Farm said...

Oh my heart is aching. Poor Cooper. I just can't stand to see an animal mistreated, tied up on a chain, never to get human love and little food. It is a crime for sure. I'm so glad you got him back.

Inger said...

Poor baby, but how great that he was able to escape and come back home.--Inger

Angela said...

I think you are probably right about where he was! I don't know why people are like that. I remember when I was a kid I had a dog that went missing. I was riding my bike looking for him. There was one place where I wasn't supposed to ride my bike but something told me to go up that road and see if he was there. I did. Lo and behold there he was tied up in someone's yard! I think I was only 8 years old at that time. I can't believe I was brave enough to ride my bike down their driveway. I untied my dog. The man at the house seen me and yelled at me. I told him that was my dog and rode home. I don't know if my parents ever said anything to that man but I know that I would if I was ever in that position.

Kent Island Red said...

Thank GOD that he returned to you. That is nothing short of a miracle in my opinion. I'm glad about the happy ending, but sad when I think of so many animals that don't have a loving home to return to.


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