A “Sandy’s Puppy Palace.” puppy
Every rescue dog comes with their own sad and unique story. Since dogs are unable to talk most never get their story told. I am lucky enough to know the story of one of my dogs. Spencer’s story is not sad because of any horrific abuse or neglect. To me his story is sad because it is one that occurs time and time again and unlike Spencer, not all have a happy ending. Since the holidays are just around the corner it is a perfect time to tell Spencer’s story.
Spencer came from a breeder in Highmore, South Dakota. The breeder calls her breeding business “Sandy’s Puppy Palace.” Around the time that Spencer was 8 weeks old he was sold to “Mini-Critters,” a pet store in Sioux Falls. A couple came into the pet store, saw a beagle puppy and thought that a puppy would be the perfect Christmas present for their two little kids. Spencer lasted exactly five days with his new family before they decided that two kids and an 8 week old puppy were just too much.
Somehow Spencer made it from South Dakota to Underdog Rescue here in the Twin Cities. I found Spencer on Petfinder in the beginning of January. I put in an application and then had the opportunity to visit him. I absolutely fell in love with the puppy with the big ears and the little bark that was chasing his 4-legged foster brothers and sisters all over the house. Even though Spencer was absolutely irresistible, I still went home to think about it. A few days later Spencer came home with me.
I highly doubt that the family that bought Spencer from the pet store ever thinks about or wonders what happened to the little puppy that graced their lives for five days. It’s too bad that that family didn’t know that puppies do not make good gifts.
That family will never know what they gave up when they abandoned their puppy. They missed out on all the unconditional love that Spencer has to offer, the daily laughs that he gives by just being his Spencer-self, his endless cuddling, the excitement he shows when I come home, the way he finds a toy and bows at me when he wants to play and everything else that Spencer gives to everyone that he meets. It’s too bad for them, but lucky for Spencer and me.
Here is a true story and perfect example why impulse purchases are never a good idea. Poor poor Reeses.