As I mentioned in a previous post, both of my dogs are rescues. My dog Casey was rescued from our local shelter. She had been horribly abused. I’ve never known the details of the abuse, only that ultimately she was tied out to starve to death. This is what she looked like after a month of good feeding at the shelter.
I can only imagine what she must have looked like when they first rescued this poor girl. The other signs of her abuse are still present. After being with us for almost three years, she cowers when I pick up the broom or move the baby gate. I hate to even imagine what this dear animal has endured.
I noticed soon after we brought her into our home, where she has plenty of food , that one of her survival skills from that horrible time in her life remains. She is a constant scavenger in our little backyard. You would think there isn’t much for a dog to eat out there, but watch Casey on any given day, and you’ll be surprised. She loves to find the pecans that fall from our neighbor’s tree, she knows which plants and leaves are “safe” to eat without a sore belly later. She will dig in the dirt and eat what I believe to be the nubs off the roots of the many pine trees, at least I think that is what she’s eating, but she loves them. There is also a strange-looking fruit that falls from another neighbor’s tree that she absolutely loves! I’m not sure what the fruit is, but here’s a pic, maybe one of you knows what this is…
Casey has also passed all of her survival wisdom along to our other dog, Cody. She seems to have taught him how to find things to eat, and what is safe to eat in our little backyard. On one hand it makes me sad to think of what she endured, and how it caused her to develop these skills, but on the other hand, it shows her strength to survive. She is such an amazing dog, so sweet and loving. She still doesn’t like strangers, and has been difficult to socialize. But, she has a good life here, and I’m so glad that she is a part of our family. Here is a photo of Casey today.