Thorpe
is the best dog in the World. I got him from a no kill shelter on
Saturday, December 22, 2001 as a Christmas gift. I had been volunteering
at the shelter since June of 2001. Thorpe was scared of everyone. When I
started to volunteer there I asked a staff person why Thorpe would shake
so much in the back of his run. They told me that Thorpe and his
brother, Trevor, were beaten when they were puppies. They came to the
shelter when they were five months old. So, for a while I would go in
Thorpe's run and brush him/pet him. After a while he would let me take
him on walks. Later on whenever I would come and see Thorpe, he would
get really hyper in his run. He was not scared of me at all. On
Saturday, December 22, 2001 when I was leaving the shelter for the day,
the staff brought Thorpe out into the play pen and said that he was
going to some lady's home. Then, they told me to look on his collar. On
his collar it said that I am his owner. I was sssssssssooooooooooo
happy. When he first came home he was nervous. But now he's ok with
everyone he knows. He gets to sleep on my big bed instead of his dog
bed, when ever he wants to. He also has a ten-year-old German Shepherd
friend named Cujo, four cats, and a pig to play with. Now, he's happy.
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