One of the highlights of 2013 was the day I rescued my new little best friend Scruffy. But I am getting ahead of myself. It all started on a hot Texas morning in May. I woke up and went for a run and finished with some hill repeats. As I was cresting the hill of my fifth repeat I saw a little animal, at first I thought it was just a cat (we have a lot of stray cats around here) so I didn’t pay much attention to it. But, as I got closer I saw it was stumbling about and falling, so I went to scope out the situation. I watched him for a couple of minutes he would take a couple of steps and then fall and then get back up and repeat the process. He was hurt but obviously trying to keep moving. I looked around for an owner but didn’t see anyone, looked for a collar, nothing. I ran home to get my husband so we could pick him up and take him to the local vet and see if he had a microchip, so that we could get him to his owner.
Once I picked him up I realized he was also blind and seemed like he was deaf also because he was not responding. The vet said did not have a chip and that I had two options: I could keep him and try to find his owner or I could take him to the animal shelter but that he said that the dog would probably be euthanized because of his age and condition. I didn’t want to see him euthanized, so I brought him home and tried to find his owner.
I reported him lost at the dog shelter and scoured Craigslist, etc. for his owners. I even contacted a few people who had lost their dog but no luck. After a couple of months of that I gave that up and accepted that someone probably dumped him in the woods and that we had a new pet. We named him Scruffington (Scruffy for short). His leg healed up and he can get around pretty well now and even jumps around at meal time. Everything he did for the first couple of months seemed like a miracle since when we found him he could barely walk at all and the first vet we talked to acted like he was pretty close to death. The second vet we went to said he had a few good years of life left and I think he is right.
He is old, blind, mostly deaf but I love him. He has brought me a lot of joy over the last few months and is one of the greatest gifts running has given me.