Miracle was a German Shepherd/wolf mix, who never had a chance. Never had a family. Never had any love.
Miracle’s mother was the wolf – her father was the German Shepherd, and she was raised with the wolf pack until she was two years of age. This meant that she never had human contact, and she was wild.
Some cruel people went out and caught her – in a way that did not make her feel any more comfortable with our kind, and they took her from the only world that she ever knew, and tried to do the dumbest, cruelest thing: they tried to tame her. But, Miracle could not be tamed. She was too wild, and so they were cruel in an attempt to get her to do what they wanted. Miracle was severely beaten, and she was starved. This is usually the end for a dog like that – hardly ever do they escape, but Miracle was lucky.
Miracle was dumped by the people who had her. She was thrown out of their pickup truck tied with duck tape around her front and back paws, her mouth tied shut with a twine of wire, and her back legs with wire and ducktape. Miracle was taken in by the vets. She had diarrhea, was severely skinny, and was so scared that merely the sight of people would make her pee and poop all over herself, and she would shake so badly that she looked like she was having a seizure. They were going to put her to sleep, but a woman who bred German Shepherd dogs took her in, and she was given the chance. I knew that woman, as we were getting a puppy from her – so I agreed to ask around to see if somebody would want her. My aunt Kim took her home, and we all started trying to get the dog – Miracle – to get used to people.
Miracle would hide in her kennel. Her ears would be up all the time, but her eyes NEVER shined. She NEVER looked at anybody in the face. She NEVER walked normally – she always drug her bellie. She would ALWAYS try to run away from people. She would NOT eat dog food – only raw meat or stuff out of the trash can, and she would NEVER let anybody touch her…no one but me. I took Miracle in 2004 – determined to try to find a way to put her back in the wild, or find somebody who could rehabilitate her. So I searched.
Some people said: ‘well, I only take pureblood shepherds who need help’. Some said ‘I only take pureblood wolves or coyotes’. But I think that the dumbest thing was ‘well, we’ll take her, but she will be put to sleep or used for scientific research.’
I finally found somebody who would help me – but they could only do so much, and where I was, wolf mixes and pureblood wolves were illegal, and I could not keep her for that long. I took Miracle to the vet, who said that she was having a nervous breakdown, and one day, she would snap, or go insane. I made the hard choice to have Miracle humanely put to sleep – she could not be a family pet, because she would never be able to get used to people. She could not be wild, because their was no place I could legally let her go. She could not go to a reserve because she was not pureblood, so I did what I thought
was the kindest thing for Miracle.
I let her go to Rainbow Bridge on July 4h, 2004. Miracle’s story is one of many, and I later that same day that I let her go, received a phone call to a lady who had said she would not help me. She said she would take Miracle, because she decided that she could give it a shot.
Miracle’s miracle was a belated miracle. I say that Miracle did not get a miracle – and yet I am told that I am her Miracle, because I gave her love, which nobody else had ever done. And, even more importantly, I am told, I understood that, though it was hard, I chose to let her go, because I knew that it was best for Miracle…
Was I Miracle’s miracle? If I was,
I don’t think I was a strong enough miracle.
PLEASE – IF YOU SEE ANIMAL ABUSE GOING ON, STOP IT BEFORE ANOTHER ‘MIRACLE’S STORY’ OCCURES…ONLY YOU CAN STOP ANIMAL CRUELTY/ABUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Where Was Miracle's Miracle?
| Miracle |
| Crystal Ann Camps & Kim Y. |