It was May 2010 and we were getting ready to go on a family vacation, leaving on a Thursday. The night before we were supposed to leave, I heard a slight yelping, which kept me awake. This yelping was like a call for help but again, it was ever so slight, and I did not know where it was coming from.
So I got up and walked downstairs to check the front and backyard – nothing there. The yelping seemed to subside for a while and at that point, I was headed back to bed. Just as I began to walk up the stairs, I heard it again, but this time it was louder and more distressed. I knew I had to find what was making the yelping noise.
In my pajamas, I walked out my front door and investigated further. At first glance, I saw nothing. However, as I walked further out my front door, I saw a group of four feral cats near my garage door.
As the cats saw me, they slowly scattered, leaving behind a very scared, shaking little Min Pin. Backed into the corner of my garage door and almost catnip, is where I found our Panda Pooh.
I walked over slowly and got down on the ground to attempt to get close to him. I didn’t know and had never seen this dog, but he was obviously shaken. It took about an hour to get close enough to him to pick him up, and once I did, I brought him inside. I placed him in our downstairs bathroom with a bed, food and water, and I went back to bed – telling my half asleep husband that there was a dog in our downstairs bathroom.
He was introduced to the family in the morning and quickly joined our two Lhasa Apsos as part of the pack. We put up signs and online posts, but no one ever claimed him, and we are so very thankful they didn’t because we couldn’t imagine our pack without him.
Story submitted by Kim from Waxhaw, North Carolina.
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