My rescue pup

My sweet baby Bud. I came in from the library this afternoon & plopped my books down on the couch. When I came back downstairs, he'd climbed up on the couch & plunked his head on the books. He is so sweet.

I had to sit back for a minute and think of how far this dog has come. When we got him, he was a day from death (county kill shelter). He had been terribly abused, starved and was barely the shell of a dog. It took him a long, long time to trust us, but finally he came around, even though he still winces if we move too fast around him. :( I'd beat the crap out of his previous owner if I could... and that's no lie. BUT.... look at him. Just laying there waiting for me to come sit beside him... and I always try to. He will put his head on my lap or on the edge of my laptop tray thingy, just looking up at me.

I gave him a plushie today ... he doesn't know what to do with it - which made me sad. He tried to play with it, but he honestly doesn't know how. Instead, he put it on the floor in front of him and rested his head on it.

Later, I took it to him and kinda shook it. He put it in his mouth and looked up at me. I encouraged him to "take it" but...

*sigh*

I expect that he won't live too long. Pyrs don't have an extensive life span anyway, but with the starvation will come health problems. He will need some dental work before a lot longer & then he'll have to eat mush food. I suspect that he's developing arthritis in his hips, he won't jump up in the kia any more - he'll put his front legs up on the seat but that's it. We have to pick him up .... which is not an easy task.

I want him to have as good of a life as he can have.