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Around eight years ago, I was browsing a website that specialized in the rescue of Pit Bulls when I came across a story that broke my heart. According to this particular website, the story was being listed as a courtesy for another rescue organization that operates on Long Island. My heart bled a million times over as I read the narrative for the first time.
A cute little Pit Bull puppy was the subject of the story that was narrated. This young guy had only been born for four weeks.
They were throwing him up in the air, then back and forth to each other, and the worst part was that they poured hot glue from a glue gun onto both of his front paws while he was screaming. The teenagers acquired him from a breeder in some mysterious way. According to witnesses, they had been shaking him over and over again so that he couldn’t sleep.
Once more, this infant was just four weeks old at the time. When he was so little, he should not have ever been separated from his mother on any occasion.
One of the teenagers’ girlfriends, who felt sorry for the baby, took him away from the other youngsters because she felt sorry for him. She carried him to her home, but her mother refused to allow her keep him because he was in poor condition and she did not want to retain him.
The fact that he was barely clinging to life, his paws were horribly burned and infected, and he was undernourished was a contributing factor. Because she was at a loss for what to do, she decided to take him to a rescue organization.
Though it took several weeks, they were able to cure his wounds and bring him back to health. Despite the fact that the hot glue had left him with terrible scars, he was still alive and doing very well. I made a phone call to the animal rescue organization and inquired about the possibility of adopting him. It was imperative that I ensure that this infant would never again endure pain.
The rescue organization came him to see me, and after seeing what a wonderful life he would have on my property that is five and a half acres in size, they consented to leave him with me at that very moment. I inquired about his individual name. A woman spoke the word “Elmer.” Although I thought that was a cute name, she went on to explain that she believed it was the ideal name because of the glue incident that he had.
The one and only love of my life is Elmer.
Chrissy, who resides in Brewster, New York, had submitted this story.
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