My husband found Res-C on March of 2007 on the street going to our place. It is hard to be an animal on this island. Most people here treat animals horribly. Res-c was emaciated, mangy and starving. He was one step to death’s door. We took pity on him and ended making him part of our family. Resc is a fighter. He came through and
was able to get back.
He didn’t ask for much. He just wanted to be sure that he had food to eat and a little attention. He was so friendly with other dogs. He enjoys simple pleasures in life. My husband enjoys taking him for a car ride because he was so quiet at the back of the car. When I spend time with him, he would rub his head on my knee as if trying to imprint my smell on his coat. He waits patiently on the deck for his turn to walk. He would give you a friendly reminder that he is out there waiting. After his dinner, he would lounge at the far end of the deck to watch the sunset. He again waits patiently for his goodnight tuck in after his siblings get theirs.
He did not ask for much.
I am sorry ResC you got sick again and there is nothing we can do. You are our pride and joy and we will greatly miss you.