ABBY'S GUARDIAN ANGEL - THE REST OF THE STORY!

Written by Abby's Mom

After a week of tears, sleepless night and a lot of work by so many people, my baby is home.

I was driving around looking for Abby. When I saw her on a dirt road by a corn field, I chased her down the road until the end but I lost her. I went home and got Bryan. We still had no luck.

When we were leaving a man and 4 dogs came to see what we were doing. (I had left a flyer early so did Mary Ann a few days ago) We filled him in on everything. He said one of his dogs would be able to track her. We went home with me more upset and more tears . She was not looking too good, very thin.

Maybe 5 minutes after being home Mike (the man with the dogs ) called and said he had Abby. She was eating and was OK.. All I could do has cry tears of happiness. He had gone looking with his dogs. They found her, and after about 20 minutes. of chasing her back and forth (she really had no way out ) she just gave up and laid down.


Mike does not want a reward. He was just so happy that he was able to catch her. When we got home Abby had more to eat and drink. Then all she wanted was to have mommy hold her. When I had to get up and I put her down she stayed with me, and wanted me to pick her up. I was more than happy to hold her all night.

I want to say thank you to all of the people that was so willing to help. I could never have got through this without it.

I pray God will bless each of you the way he has me.

Hope Springs Eternal!

Written by a CP Intakes Coordinator

Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
“An Essay on Man,” by Alexander Pope


People always hope for the best, even in the face of adversity. I think puppy mill kids do, too. CP's newest additions spent their days in an Amish mill, facing adversity every minute. They hoped for better, for freedom, for love. They finally are getting those better days. They are now clean, dry, well fed and watered. They are getting loving, gentle attention. Better days are here!

Please help me welcome:

Mr. Salty - wheaten boy, estimated to be 6 years old. His name was donated by Mary N., In Memory of Sandy T's boy Salty.



Cokie - black brindle girl, estimated to be 2.5 years old. Her name was donated by dear friends of Maureen H. in Honor of her Aunt Fran; Cokie was her childhood family nickname.



Welcome, enjoy your freedom!

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