You may remember seeing one of our new foster dogs named Curtis. Animal control officers had found him on the streets. Without any identification or a microchip. He had to spend several days in a local shelter, but no one came forward to claim him. The shelter allowed us to pull the dog and we immediately took him to one of our vets so the overly thin boy could get the medical care he needed.
Just days after we posted the dog’s photos, the Harmon family noticed that Curtis had a strong resemblance to one of their former Bulldogs, Witten, but the age difference was throwing them. Our vet estimated Curtis’ age to be about 4 and Witten would be close to 9. Still in awe, the Harmons looked at additional photos of Witten and soon they could match up more of the markings that Curtis had in his photos. The Harmons had placed Witten with another family that they had trusted about two years ago due to a career change. They made sure they had the first right of refusal because they wanted to make sure Witten would be in good hands for the rest of his life. When the Harmons contacted the family last week to ask about Witten, they were told the dog died about five months ago. When the Harmons provided the side-by-side photos of Witten and Curtis, the family didn’t respond.
Last night, the Harmon’s daughter was able to meet Witten in person and he wiggled all over the place with excitement. She paid for all the vet bills Curtis/Witten incurred while in rescue and she took their sweet boy home. Witten, we certainly wish you could talk because we know you have a story to tell! We’re happy you’re back where you need to be for your senior years.
Curtis is my name and I used to be a rambling man. But now after some time in the shelter, I am so ready to settle down in a permanent home. I am four years old and am a little too thin. I am at the vet to get checked out, have a spa day, and get well. Because I spent some time scrounging for food, some say I am a little food aggressive. I think that means I am afraid I will not get a next meal, so I want all the food I see. I sometimes do the same thing with toys, because I have never had any toys before. But I promise if you will take me home and love, me and feed me every day, and give me plenty of toys to play with, I will do my best to learn to behave like a gentleman. My foster parents will be working with me on my behavior so I will be the perfect dog when you come to take me home.
