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A True Story: Four friends, an old Cajun man, a Hanging Tree, some vultures, a rural cemetery, and- a dog!

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Last Saturday, we found this little dog all alone in a rural cemetery halfway between Seguin and Nixon, Texas. He sitting in front of a tombstone as still as a statue. It was pure luck (or serendipity!) that we found him.

So grab some popcorn, and settle in for a true short story about four friends, an old Cajun man, a hanging tree, some vultures, a rural cemetery, and- a dog!

It all started when Lorelei and her friend Kim drove from Waco to Seguin last Saturday since they had tickets to an evening tour of a haunted hotel. Since they were so close by, my friend Cheryl & I drove from San Antonio to meet them for an early dinner at Tavern on the Creek in Seguin. (So delicious!)

Apparently an “old Cajun man” told Lorelei and Kim about a haunted Hanging Tree on a dirt road near the town of Nixon that was a must to visit if you wanted a genuine hair-raising paranormal experience.

So, with a couple of hours to kill (no pun intended) before their evening haunted hotel tour, we decided to drive in search of this Hanging Tree. (Which in itself is a big deal, because I tend to stay far, far, far away from all things haunted, but for whatever reason I was game for the adventure… anyway…)

As we turned down side roads, traveling farther and farther away from town, we saw a couple of vultures! But Lorelei assured us vultures actually have a positive connotation* (see footnote), so we all took deep breaths, shared a few nervous laughs, and continued on.

A few minutes later, I spotted a Texas Historical Marker sign and asked if we could stop at it. (In hindsight, don’t horror movies always start with someone saying, “Hey, let’s stop”?!)

Lo and behold, the marker was in front of a small, very quiet, gated cemetery in the middle of nowhere with large oak trees that I’m sure look spooky at night.

As we read the historical sign, I saw what looked like a stuffed animal in front of a headstone. “Is that a dog?” (Famous last words to an animal rescuer, ha!)

Yes, it indeed was a little dog. All alone.

He was very scared, and didn’t make any movement until we got close to him, then he crawled submissively to us and rolled over on his back.

We whistled in case maybe there were other dogs or puppies (there weren’t). The little dog had a few fleas, but otherwise looked to be in excellent health.

So we loaded up the pup, and – with fingers crossed for luck – went looking for his family. We drove a quarter mile here, a quarter mile there to see if any neighbors recognized this little guy. No luck, so we ditched our search for the Hanging Tree and headed back to town.

Since everyone else had a husband or boyfriend saying, “Cute, but NO!”, the little dog went home with me.

I named him “Spud” and he is a wonderful dog! He’s about a year old, potty-trained, crate-trained, doesn’t bark, doesn’t whine, doesn’t chew things up or scratch on the RV bathroom door. He’s friendly, walks well on a leash, and all around happy (but like a magnet to me).

I took him to Banfield on Sunday morning for a microchip scan, and since there was no chip, he got a collar, dog food, flea treatment and dog bed at PetSmart thanks to a farewell gift card a couple of months ago from my Waco rescue friends, Michelle, Fallon, Julie, Dot, Kim, Danielle and Casey.

On Tuesday, I took Spud to a Vanguard low-cost vaccination clinic for full vaccinations, heartworm test (Negative! Yay!), heartworm prevention and dewormer. I have requested an appointment from the local low-cost spay/neuter clinic for neuter and microchip. Hope to hear back from them soon.

Spud gets along “like peas and carrots” with my rescue dog Sofie Darla, and people keep asking if I’m going to keep Spud. For now, my answer is “I’m keeping him until he gets neutered, then we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”

I am still checking lost/found pet sites near the area, just in case anyone is looking for him, but I know the odds are low.

On the bright side, this whole experience has spurred a couple of new short story ideas about puppies in the cemetery… paranormal is not my usual genre, but I’m always open to new ideas, especially when there is a happy ending for a little dog.

By the way, I wonder if we were to go back to look for that old Cajun man if he’d still be there. Maybe he was that little dog’s guardian angel. Or maybe the little dog saved us from paranormal ambush at the haunted Hanging Tree… We’ll never know. (Insert Vincent Price evil laugh here!)

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* Vulture Animal Totem: The Vulture is the symbol of death and rebirth, the mother symbol, and represents purification. For those with this totem, you will be noticed more for what you do than how you appear… The Vulture promises us that no matter how difficult things are at the moment, rescue and change are imminent. (~http://linsdomain.com/totems-t-v.htm)

Following “A Feeling” – Saving A Life

Do you ever just *feel* like you’re supposed to be someplace, and even though you initially resist, you go anyway, only to realize there was definitely a reason for your being drawn there?

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Earlier this week, I went in search of a new location to take photos of the full moon rising.

First stop was the Marina, but I didn’t like the view of the horizon. Next, I drove to a pier, but it was too crowded.

Instead, the “feeling” led me down a deserted side road with a great view of the horizon, but after setting up my tripod, I kept hearing rustling coming from down in the gaps of the large red jetty rocks. Upon closer inspection, I spotted a scared, injured trapped seagull.

Fortunately, the renowned wildlife rescue facility on Mustang Island was just up the road, so without hesitation, I ran to get help.

The professionals came quickly, and it was an easy catch for them. They said the injured seagull’s wings were sorely battered, where s/he had probably been trying to get out of there all day. Luckily, they expect the seagull to make a full recovery after some TLC & rest.

There’s no doubt “Intuition” led me to that deserted spot this evening, and there’s one lucky little bird with one heck of a guardian angel.

After all, angels have wings, too.

By the way, here is one of the photos I got of the full moon, complete with a pelican may have witnessed entire rescue scene.

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“Gotcha Day” Anniversary – DODGER!

Two years ago this morning, I received a call from Michelle, the President of MARC at that time (McLennan Animal Rescue Coalition, MARCPets.org), about a litter of very sick kittens at the Waco (TX) shelter.

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It was a Monday morning, and these little ones had spent the weekend in a cage with a little can of food shoved in there that they couldn’t even see, smell or eat because they were so congested and tiny. (Thank goodness the Waco shelter has come a long way since that day!)

The kittens had apparently been found in a sewage line, so they smelled absolutely disgusting. I agreed to Primary Foster the “Baseball Boys”: Ranger, Astro & Dodger.

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Fallon, the MARC Foster Coordinator, was a patient coach as we tried everything to keep their weak little bodies warm.

That was also the day I was introduced to a “Snuggle Spaceship” (aka Snuggle Safe Heating Disc). Since I had stubbornly refused to have a microwave in my house up until that time, my brother & niece rushed me a spare microwave they had so I could heat the heating disc for the Baseball Boys.

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I rushed to meet them in the parking lot of a little wine bistro called The Grape, with stinky Dodger held to my chest for warmth.

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Out of the three brothers, we thought Dodger was most likely to be the first to go to the Rainbow Bridge, but my “Biter is a Fighter”, and he was the only one who survived.

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Even after all this, I know he still merely tolerates me, and only because *his* Sofie-Darla loves me.

But I love you anyway, Dodger! Happy Gotcha Day, Turkey Neck!

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PS – Dodger makes for a good travel buddy, too! #RVLife

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Rescue On The Road: “Skippy Frito”

Some of the hardest things I had to “give up” when I made the decision to become a full-time RVer were:

  • The spare bedrooms
  • The guest bathroom
  • The utility room
  • The garage & backyard

However, it’s probably not for the reasons you might expect!

You see, when I was doing animal rescue work in Waco, my charming 3-bedroom, 2-bath home with 1,375 square feet was usually occupied by numerous foster pets who rotated in and out on their way to a Forever Home of their very own.

TipoftheIceberg(Pictured: Tip of the iceberg of the pets who came through my home.)

My guest bedrooms were turned into a “recovery wards” for rescued shelter cats & kittens; the guest bathroom and utility room were great for ringworm kitties; the garage and backyard were great holding areas for lost dogs waiting to be reunited with their families.

Literally HUNDREDS of foster/rescue/found pets came through my home on a temporary basis.

I knew that being in a 31-foot Puma, rescue would be a little more challenging, and on an as-needed/emergency basis only!

As it happened, on Thurs., Aug. 14, I met this little puppy at the RV park’s swimming pool. We was a tail-wagging, belly crawling love bug.

08152014_SkippyTravisTeddyBlockPhotoHe looked well cared-for and was already neutered, so I was *really* hopeful that an owner would be looking for him.

Found Dog notices were posted, I took him to the local SPCA for a microchip scan (no chip), and a neighbor posted to an online community site.

Sadly, as it often happens, no owner ever came looking…

SkippyFrito1Luckily, I heard about a lady who lives nearby who said she might be interested in adopting him, after she returned from an out-of-town trip. So, I decided to hold on to the puppy – who was given the name “Skippy Frito” – instead of surrendering him up to the already-overcrowded SPCA.

Necessary adjustments were made to keep him cool, comfortable and safe here in my RV for about 6 days. He was a fabulous dog, hardly ever barked, slept all night, and was curious and gentle around my cats.

Since he was already neutered (yay!), I ran Skippy Frito up to the local vet for a full set of vaccinations, including a current rabies shot.

(Pictured: “Skippy Frito” sporting a new collar and new rabies tag. Who wouldn’t come looking for this handsome spud?!)

Last Thursday, Aug. 21, the lady and Skippy Frito met. ((LOVE)) It was an instant match! Skippy Frito (aka “Skip”) got his very own loving Forever Home! And, as a bonus, he’s close enough to visit! At least until I head on down the road to the next place…

SkipAs a side note, people keep asking, “What kind of dog is he?” We think he’s got some Lab, some Terrier, and short little Corgi or Basset legs. What would be your guess as to his breed(s)?

Happy Forever, Skippy Frito. ♥

Make it happen, Amy O.

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Amy O’s “2014 Rescue Stats”

  • Rescued Dogs: 2 – Beaux (Floyd), Skippy Frito
  • Rescued Kitten: 1 – Sweet Pea
  • TNR Cats: 1 – Calico
  • Transport To Wildlife Rescue: 2 baby rabbits

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Making a Dream Happen

 

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I believe it!

I’ve had a life-long dream to do this:

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So after two years of planning, I sold my Waco house:

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Bought this:

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So I can do this:

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Of course, I still do a little of this:

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Mixed in with a little of this:

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Mostly, I do a lot of this:

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Because this is what it’s all about:

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Make it happen!

Amy O.

 

 

First Blog Post!

Wed., Aug. 7, 2014

 

My first blog post for “On The Go With Amy O”!

Thanks for checking out my Life Adventure blog.

So… this is me:

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This is what I do:

I write. I rescue. I roam.

 

This is why:

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This blog will highlight my adventures in all three areas.

I invite you to join me!

Amy O.

 

 

 

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