My Great Pyrenees Roscoe has been found!!
Photo by Sharon Smith Stone, In Defense of Animals, Hope Animal Sanctuary.
About three weeks ago, he and Willow disappeared. Willow returned that same afternoon, but without Roscoe. We all thought poachers had gotten him because we had heard a lot of unauthorized shooting the day he disappeared.
This is a picture below of Roscoe (on the left) and Willow (right) when I first saw him this afternoon. Willow was especially happy to see her buddy. The way she grieved after he did not come back with her, I felt sure she had witnessed his death. Willow's foster mom kept telling me to have hope. Debra Logan, you were right!
As it turns out, Roscoe stayed at the house of a somewhat-near-neighbor lady for about three weeks. (I would love to give her praise and credit, but I have not yet asked her permission to use her name.) When she could not find an owner, she took him to the Winona Veterinary Clinic to help re-home him.
Sharon Smith Stone at In Defense of Animals, Hope Animal Sanctuary of Grenada photographed Roscoe at the Winona Veterinary Clinic yesterday and posted his pictures on Facebook.
Our mail lady, Eva Joyce Mooney, spotted the Facebook post and today, on her mail delivery to the farm, asked Lindi Turnipseed, a lady who lives on the farm, if it were not the dog protecting the chickens here. It WAS!!!
Lindi rushed to pick him up at the Winona Veterinary Clinic and get him home. I adopted Roscoe over a year ago from Lindi.
How is THAT for a miraculous series of events?
Several people had contacted the vet clinic, interested in adopting him, including one man who has been going twice a day to the vet clinic to walk Roscoe! He was disappointed but very supportive that Roscoe was going home.
Roscoe is extraordinary guarding the chickens! Great Pyrenees have such gentle spirits that they make wonderful companion/guard dogs. On the other hand, Pyrs have sudden bouts of wanderlust which is what happened three weeks ago.
He and Willow chased a potential predator into the woods and just followed some scent trail too far. I will never know why Willow returned home and Roscoe just kept going until he reached the house where he was well fed for three weeks. I will forever be grateful to that lady (whom I will thank publically when I have her permission to share her name).
From now on, Roscoe will guard the chickens at night from within their complex of pens and covered chicken runs. He will come inside during the day to rest and keep cool.
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As a side note, Roscoe came with that name, Roscoe. I think he deserves a much more regal name to match his gentle giant personality, but I always try to keep the name of an adopted pet, if it is known. That assumes keeping the pet's same name gives that pet continuity or comfort, but perhaps I am personifying the animal. What are your thoughts on the matter?
What a beautiful post! Thank you Lord for sending Roscoe home through a set of miracles you set up. What peace we have in knowing that the Bible is true...all things work together for good to them that are called.
Posted by: Pamm Romines | May 02, 2018 at 12:03 PM