Newly, my little lively hound that was dropped and chose me
He came off the road, unwanted, complete with fleas and worms, way underweight. I had noticed this white, black and brown hound at my neighbor's house while mowing my yard. I wondered why they'd have a dog as they weren't dog lovers at all.
Sure enough, later they'd chased him away and he was standing looking at me out in my front yard. I sat down on my porch and called him and he bounded up, overjoyed that someone wanted him. Then I carried him around back to introduce him to my other dogs.
Once I'd fed him and gotten rid of his fleas, and wormed him, he took off growing. Little fella was so glad to have a home. My girlfriend said, "You got a new dog." That was what we called him until I changed it to "Newly."
Wow, what a live wire he was! He tore up everything he could get hold of. No wonder he'd been dropped, I thought.
Running was what he loved. We would go back in the woods every day and he'd run and run, hill to hill. Never leaving too far.
I had him about 4 years, and he was the light of my life. On February 11 he chased a dog that was in our yard onto the road and was struck and killed. I have been so depressed and sad. I just can't imagine something so full of life dying so young.
He was my buddy and I'd gained his trust. He minded me and I never dreamed he'd not listen when he saw the strange dog and continue to chase him into the truck's path. I yelled so hard it strained my voice. He just kept on and I was horrified when he was struck and lay there dead in seconds.
God I miss him so much.