This is a rescue dog! We found Wiley at a no-kill animal shelter called the Hillside SPCA in Pottsville, PA. He joined our family in July of 2011. Rescue dogs make the best pets; I would know. My family has had pound puppies my whole life and I am a better person because of it. This is a place we can share our stories and spread the word: get a rescue pet!
This is Cujoe (right) and Gracie (left). Wiley's Uncle Cujoe and Aunt Gracie in fact. We've featured them before on the blog. My parents adopted Cujoe from the Hillside SPCA, the same shelter Wiley came from.
Cujoe was found running through a cemetery near the shelter. They believed he might have been dumped by a puppy mill.
Most of Cujoe's day consists of this:
He finds my mom and plants himself securely beside her. If she is going to be busy for awhile he'll lie in one of his many beds or curl up on the chair with Gracie and/0r my dad.
Poor Cujoe has had a rough week. He had surgery on Monday to remove a few lumps found on his gums, and 13 of his teeth. Awww poor pup. : / Look, in the picture below he was posing for us, showing the need for the upcoming surgery.
When I spoke to my parents they said he was pretty out of it for about 24 hours after the surgery, but by mid-day Tuesday he was figuring out how to eat with his cone on, and was stealing food from his sister's dish.
Will you keep Cujoe in your thoughts and prayers this week? We need a speedy recovery so he can get back to living the good life and enjoying the way my parents spoil him. In the meantime, this is what he has to say about wearing the cone of shame: