Name: Amos 3143
Age: approx. 10 years
Color: Black & Tan
Size: Mini – 10 lbs.
Imagine this: You are in a quiet residential area, two young teenage girls are waiting to cross the street on a warm Saturday afternoon in September, when a pick-up truck comes cruising down the street, barely stopping before making a quick right turn at the corner. At that moment, a small plastic dog crate flies off the back of the truck. It bounces and tumbles before coming to rest in the middle of the street. The truck speeds off, totally oblivious of the loss of something from the truck bed. The pick-up truck is out of sight in seconds. Inside the crate, the girls discover a small senior, black and tan, male dachshund. The crate is cracked and broken, but miraculously, the little dachshund inside is unharmed, just a bit shook-up from the incident. Without hesitation, the girls scoop up what’s left of the crate and the dog and announce to on-lookers that it’s OK, they were going to take the dog home and their mom would help him.
They hurry home with the little dachshund, and their mom knows just what to do. She contacts the O.C. Shelter. The attendant tells her that the shelter is really full, and because this little guy is a senior, he would not be adoptable to the public. He takes down her contact information just in case someone comes looking for the dog. He then suggests she contact rescues to see if they can take him. Here’s where we come in. The mom called SCDR and we agreed to meet the next day.
So there he was. A little old boy with no name sitting on our volunteer’s front porch while the family does the paperwork to get him into rescue. He needed a name. So his foster mom named him Amos. It seemed like a good name for a mature dog. Amos seemed to be partially blind, hard of hearing, and in need serious dental work. But he survived a nasty fall from a pick-up truck, so he must have a guardian angel looking out for him.
SCDR checked with the shelter several times to see if anyone reported him missing. Nothing reported in nearly a month. We also checked on Craig’s List for lost dog reports. . . . again, nothing. It boggles the mind how someone can lose a crate with a dog in it and not be calling every shelter or checking the internet for a clue as to where their dog might have ended up. And we thought we’d heard all the weird stories of how doxies ended up in rescue. This is a new one for us. We will add it to the list of bizarre rescue occurrences.