A Chance Encounter

Henry discovered a handsome ten year old Bishon  Frise while out walking. The Bishon's mama, Becky, and Henry's mama (that would be me) started talking dogs.  Becky is convinced Henry is part Bishon due to the curly tail, the fur and the tummy spotting. That is fine with me since her pup is a darling little fellow.

Here is the lovely but startling story - Becky found a matted, bedraggled and dirty white stray and caught the lost dog.  I think the pup she caught is the pup to the left.  The stray was frightened and nervous, and after attempting to get her cleaned up at a groomer - an unfortunate failure  - (she bit the groomer) Becky turned to Whittier P.D. for help.  They said they would take her to Downey Rescue.  Guess what!  That was one year ago.  Just when Henry's birth mom turned up at Downey Rescue frightened, nervous, matted, bedraggled and dirty. They named her Chloe. I believe a link to Henry's past has been discovered!


It was a pleasure to be able to tell Becky the next section of Chloe's story.  Downey Rescue did not know that Chloe was pregnant (neither did Becky) until the matting was cut off.  It was that thick and bad.  After a radical trim,  it was apparent that there was more to the underfed wanderer than a single dog. Chloe had four pups in her litter: Anouk, Bobboo, Pontouf - and of course, Henry.

I was able to tell Becky about the other pups and about Deb from the rescue. Deb took the mama into her house giving her and the litter their first comfortable home - at least in recorded history. Deb's living room was completely transformed to a dog friendly enclosure.  It was obvious that all the pups thrived in that loving environment.

I see Deb now and then and we both wonder about all those other pups.  They were all adopted.  They were each adorable and deserving of the best of homes. 

A heartfelt thank you from Henry and his human, Sue, to the Debs of the world and to the Beckys too.  Without Becky, Deb could not have performed her magic on Henry's family. 

Finally, to all of you pups out there searching for your story - you never know when it will be completed by a chance encounter.  Keep sniffing those other dogs! Your story is out there somewhere.