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Meet Lazarus (aka Lazzy)
My wife and I were driving back from Orange County after visiting one of our favorite restaurants, and decided to bypass the 91 freeway (if anyone lives around here, you know why
) So, we decided to take the local roads back home. About half way we see a group of people hovering over something in the streetā¦ as we got closer we see that itās a small dog. As usual, my wife says āhoney, go over there and see whats happeningā And as usual, i oblige. As Iām walking up, I see them trying to slide a piece of cardboard under the dog, and I say whatās going on? One of them explains āwe were trying to catch this stray dog, and it ran out into the street and got hit by a car. It was trying to get back up when it got hit by another carā then another person said āwe knew it was dead but we were trying to get it off the streetā As I leaned down, I put my hand on the dogs body and felt a small shiver. I immediately scooped it up, ran to the car and plopped it down on my wifeās lap. We drove to the nearest 24 hour pet emergency clinic, rang the bell and went inside. The doctor took him inside and told us to wait. After about an hour, he come out and tells us that it was touch and go, the dog died several times and they were able to resuscitate, and that they were finally able to get an IV in him. Both his back legs were broken, and he had cuts and lacerations all over his body. He also said that there was gravel in the dogs stomach, indicating that he was starving and was trying to ease the hunger pains.
Throughout the next 6 weeks he was there recuperating, we would go and visit him almost every day. It was obvious that he had no idea what love was and would look at us like we were crazy for trying to kiss him and talk sweet to him. The doctors explained that he was most likely a ferrel dog, judging by his interactions with people. They also thought we were crazy for spending so much money on a stray dog, and really thought that after dropping him off that they would never see us again
That event was 10 years ago today, and Lazzy is now the happiest most loving dog that weāve ever had.
My wife and I were driving back from Orange County after visiting one of our favorite restaurants, and decided to bypass the 91 freeway (if anyone lives around here, you know why
) So, we decided to take the local roads back home. About half way we see a group of people hovering over something in the streetā¦ as we got closer we see that itās a small dog. As usual, my wife says āhoney, go over there and see whats happeningā And as usual, i oblige. As Iām walking up, I see them trying to slide a piece of cardboard under the dog, and I say whatās going on? One of them explains āwe were trying to catch this stray dog, and it ran out into the street and got hit by a car. It was trying to get back up when it got hit by another carā then another person said āwe knew it was dead but we were trying to get it off the streetā As I leaned down, I put my hand on the dogs body and felt a small shiver. I immediately scooped it up, ran to the car and plopped it down on my wifeās lap. We drove to the nearest 24 hour pet emergency clinic, rang the bell and went inside. The doctor took him inside and told us to wait. After about an hour, he come out and tells us that it was touch and go, the dog died several times and they were able to resuscitate, and that they were finally able to get an IV in him. Both his back legs were broken, and he had cuts and lacerations all over his body. He also said that there was gravel in the dogs stomach, indicating that he was starving and was trying to ease the hunger pains. Throughout the next 6 weeks he was there recuperating, we would go and visit him almost every day. It was obvious that he had no idea what love was and would look at us like we were crazy for trying to kiss him and talk sweet to him. The doctors explained that he was most likely a ferrel dog, judging by his interactions with people. They also thought we were crazy for spending so much money on a stray dog, and really thought that after dropping him off that they would never see us again
That event was 10 years ago today, and Lazzy is now the happiest most loving dog that weāve ever had.
). My youngest (16 at the time) asked if she could pick mine. I said sure, but I decide where it goes. She conferred with her sister, and they came up with the squirrel together. I chose to put it on my leg so that it could be covered up most of the time.