But the most painful paring of all will be parting with my father's beloved dogs. The closer my dad got to his death, the more concerned he became for the lives of other creatures sharing our world. He lived in the country where people often drive up, stop the car, shove a dog out onto the road and drive off. Inevitably, the dogs would find his house, following some scent or sense that this was a safe haven. In fact, he liked to refer to his place as "Cur Haven" rather than the stuffy "Grafton" it had been dubbed years ago. He never turned away a hungry dog.
|Whitey, Hessie, Teeny and Brownie|
Every evening he fed the birds around the house. Every evening he walked out to the pear tree in the side yard and poured corn for the deer, which congregated in huge numbers under its branches. He would sit on the porch and watch the deer, his sense of amazement and magic never diminishing through all the years.
He fed a couple of colonies of cats around town, never missing a day regardless of the weather. He also brought many of them home. And once in awhile, a cat would emerge from the woods, sensing that same safe haven.
|The late, great Tommy Feral snuggling up to Versace.|
So now I have 10 dogs and seven cats, and while I can take the cats and one small dog with me, I can't accommodate 9 large dogs in a small house in downtown Natchez. So I'm asking my readers to help me find homes for the other dogs, who deserve nothing more than to live out their lives in comfort I'll post one dog per day Today's dog is Tick Tick:
August 18, 2013 - Tick-Tick found a forever home today with a sweet family with three boys who have another Blue Tick hound, a female. Tick-Tick should be very happy there!
I found Tick-Tick (a Blue Tick Hound) in the front field one day gnawing on a deer carcass. It was strange because I've never seen a dead deer just lying out in the open, especially since it wasn't deer season. At first I thought it was Blue, another of Daddy's Blue Tick's. The dog saw me driving down the driveway and jumped up and started trying to run after me. You could almost hear him yelling, "Wait! Help me!"
Suddenly I realized this wasn't Blue. This dog was emaciated and limping badly. So I stopped. He was so happy to see me. His front right paw was badly mangled. His ears were shredded as well as his nose and mouth. We later decided he'd been caught in a steel trap with a raccoon and had been trapped for weeks until his toes finally fell off and he was able to escape. Those traps should be illegal.
I opened my car door and Tick-Tick jumped right in. We took him to the vet where it was learned he had heartworms. After amputating his leg and neutering him, he stayed at the vet for two months and was treated for the heartworms. $2,000 later we had one of the sweetest dogs you've ever seen. He's content to lie on the porch, eating dog food and getting love from anyone who cares to give it. He's a big, goofy dog and would be wonderful with children. I have no idea how old he is.
Please write me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you'd like to meet this dog.