We are a foster family for ARPH, and have seen a number of dogs come and go. However, in October of 2009, we had a real little cutie come our way, and we could not stand to see him go.
A lovely young lady, who had herself already adopted a dog through us, came across an add announcing that there was a dog an owner wanted to get rid of. Something about the add made her a little uneasy, so, even though she was not looking to adopt another dog, she decided to go see for herself. There she found sweet little Gibson, crammed into a cat crate that wasn't even big enough for him to stand up in, muzzled tightly and the crate had been left in a dark room with a blanket on it - probably to muffle out his cries. His left eye was completely bloodshot - which my vet said was due to someone repeatedly banging him on the head - and he was starving. We brought him in my home, and watched as he furiously ate his dinner - earning him the nickname "Gobbling Gibson." Luckily, we saved him on time. Gibson was still very loving and trusting of people and had a naturally gentle disposition. Due to malnutrition, he had close to 0% bone density, so we put him on a high calcium diet with raw dog food to give him the extra nutrition he so desperately needed. Now it is 6 months later, and he has grown to be such a loyal dog, following me every where I go. He loves going out for walks and socializing with everyone at the dog parks. Thanks! Michele