The Story of Simon

It was Halloween 2002.. I got the most unusual, "trick or treat".. I am still not sure which one he is LOL.. I had been doing animal rescue but had made it clear to everyone with a house full of strays and baby #3 on the way, I was not taking in new pets.. So you can figure what happened next..

So its Halloween night and a lady from the shelter stands on my porch with this little half dead black poodle that looked more like a Halloween decoration himself.. Not sure he was going to even survive the night I put him in my back building with some food, water and a bed.. kind of a "quarantine". He looked awful.. Bed sores to the bone, what hair he had was matted and the rest of his skin looked as if it was falling off..

He was alive the next morning, and the next.. on day 3 I learned there had been a parvo breakout in the shelter.. they lost 1/2 the dogs in there.. But this little black poodle.. who had gone straight to the euthanasia room, was spared the exposure that was in the main kennel area.. This little dog has used up 3 lives in less than a week.. he was rescued from whatever situation he was in, he was spared euthnasia, now parvo.. I still wasnt sure he was going to live tho.. But my friend said when she looked at him his eyes said, "I can make it".. so she called me..

A month later I found myself at the vets office with him.. He was still working hard to live but was barely hanging on.. It was the day before Thanksgiving, and the day before Abigails due date.. Here I was tending to a half dead poodle.. The vet said he had mange pretty bad and wished me the best.. the dog was in rough shape.. So I took him home and continued to nurse him.. I could see that look my friend saw in his eyes.. I knew I had a fighter..

It took several months for, the little black poodle, now named Simon, to recover.. He was well and spent every moment with me.. we commuted 45 each way to work every day.. he hung out and made friends with everyone he met.. He had made a full recovery.. I was proud.. so now came the last bit of work.. Find him a home.. But the perfect home just never came around.. SureI had several people offering , but it just wasn't right.. Truth was.. He had already found his forever home....

We estimate Simon's age at about 12 years old.. As of Friday he has been with us 7 years.. He is still my shadow.. there is no doubt I belong to him.