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A LEGACY PAWS RESCUE STORY

Dobby's Story

Skin and Bones

He came to me starved so badly his body was nothing but skin and bones. I cried the first time I felt muscle on him.

The Jeep

I'd converted the whole back of my Jeep into one big memory foam dog bed, with a harness system safe enough to drive with the doors off. I backed it up slow, turned my back to him, and got ready to wait for hours.

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He came right up to me. Then the second I looked at him, he backed away.

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That was the first thing Oattie taught me: pretending he wasn't there was the way to build his trust.

Kyra Showed Him the Way

My Rottweiler Kyra, my mentor dog, figured him out faster than I did. He learned right away that she was his safety. She's the one who showed him the yard first, though all he wanted to do was hide under the deck. Then she showed him the house. Then, eventually, she showed him me.

The Day He Let Me
Touch Him

He followed her from the kitchen to the living room while I sat quiet on the couch with calming music playing, not looking at him, not reaching for him. Kyra got comfortable, let me pet her, sat, then laid down right next to me.

And that was when Oattie came up on his own and let me touch him.

I still didn't look him in the eye. I kept my face down, tried to make myself small, but calm. Steady.

Auggie and Eddie

He went home with a family who renamed him Auggie, and months later, that same family came back and adopted his best friend from the rescue, Eddie, so the two of them could be brothers under one roof.

Still Auggie

Auggie never stopped preferring to be outside. To this day, he'll only come in through the front door if someone leads him in on a leash. When I babysat him after he was adopted, he still managed to talk me into sleeping on the floor next to him, same as he had when he was my foster. Another time I visited and said my goodbyes, I pulled out of the driveway and looked in my mirror to see him running full speed down the road after my Jeep.

He trusts people now. He has a family, a brother, a whole life that was one hour away from never happening. But he still feels safest when he can disappear a little.

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That never fully left him, and I don't think it's supposed to.

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