The Big Story

My name is Arthur. I am 26 years old, and I get confused easily about well, just about everything. I came from a home where nobody cared about me too much, OK, at all. I was covered in fleas and ticks when my friends at DACHSHUND RESCUE OF BUCKS COUNTY & NJ reached me. I was really sick. The people that had me said I had to go 'cause I did everything wrong. I tried to be a good doxie, really I did.


Once my family said that was it, life got even worse. I had to stay in a crate out on the porch and sometimes it rained. Good thing my buddies at DACHSHUND RESCUE OF BUCKS COUNTY & NJ came when they did ‘cause I had kind of given up.

I had to go right to the veterinarian. The fleas had given me bad parasites, whatever that is, and the fleas and ticks made me 'nemic, which is vet lingo for not enough blood or something like that. I stayed with the nice people at the vet place for over six weeks. They said I was one lucky guy. They didn't have to tell me!

I was worried that I was going back to the porch, but I was wrong. I got to go to a place called sanctuary care and it was a lot of fun. There was a yard to run around in, another dog to play with, and the people really liked me a lot, even though I made some of my old mistakes. They helped me learn the right way without hurting me and that was really good.



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