When I first saw Sophie, she was in a cage in the small dog section at the ASPCA in New York City. She was so cute, but so unhappy. Those who wanted to adopt a little dog were drawn to her, especially their children. But as cute as Sophie was, she was also angry. She hated the cage, and she growled at a few people who approached. I thought no matter how appealing she looks, she’s not going to get adopted. So, I asked to hold her. At first the attendant was reluctant. She took Sophie out of the cage, but said she’d hold her. I gave her a “Nike look” and said, “No, I’ll hold her.” How else can I know how she will be? But I already knew, no matter how she was, she was mine.”
As soon as she was in my arms, she burrowed into me, plastered herself to me. I whispered to her, “I’m coming back for you.” Then I had to go downstairs, fill out paperwork, pay the fee, and wait a week for them to check references. When I came back to get her, I whispered, “I told you I’d come back.” That was seven years ago.
Sophie is HIGHLY allergic to flea bites. One bite will cause her to scratch and chew herself to bleeding. We’ve battled this for years. We tried Trifexis for dogs (flea med and heartworm med combined. I’ve heard it works miracles on some dogs, not Sophie. Then we tried Comfortis which is more expensive because you have to purchase the heartworm medication separately. It works better on Sophie, but not perfectly. Summertime is still gruesome for her and for me when I see her bleeding. We’ve tried Apoquel for dogs, a med for atopic dermatitis, that is supposed to stop her from feeling the allergic reaction. Several vets have tried to push this on me, but she doesn’t have atopic dermatitis (allergy to pollen, dust, etc.). Sophie is allergic to flea bites. Boy is she.
What does help is a flea and tick killing spray called Nature Care that Walmart carries. Chewy also carries this line of products. I use that in combination with Comfortis. I have sprayed carpet, upholstered furniture, and of course Sophie before she goes out. It not only kills fleas (which you will see before your eyes if one walks into a sprayed area), it also kills flea eggs. In addition, adult fleas don’t like the peppermint smell and it keeps them off a dog that is walking outside.
She also has had cataracts growing since I got her. They were not a problem, and now they are. She can’t see much any more. We’ve always gone for a 3/4 mile walk twice a day. We went down to a 1/4 mile walk twice a day for a few days. She trusted me completely to see that she didn’t run into anything outside. I’m her seeing-eye-person. But outside noises, such as a loud vehicle, unnerve her. She gets around very well in the house she knows so well. She jumps into my chair, then up onto its back…no problem.
After only a few days as her seeing-eye-person, I knew this would not do. I phoned the Animal Eye Clinic in Orange Park, Florida and Sophie has an appointment for a consultation next week. I’m slightly concerned about Sophie going under anesthesia for the surgery. She is in excellent health at 11 1/2 years of age. She came through a dental cleaning last year with her regular veterinarian with flying colors. I’m praying for cataract removal with no problems and that’s what I’m expecting. Please pray for Sophie in the next few weeks. Bless you.
Sophie the Wonder Dog ~ adopted seven years ago at the Manhattan (NYC) ASPCA. I often tell people, you’re going to find your adopted pet rescued you. Even if you didn’t realize you needed rescuing. Sophie definitely rescued me after my husband passed away too young.
Sophie and Beauty, one of my adopted cats, at the vet on a senior wellness visit. If dogs become the “heart” of the house and they do, then cats become its “soul”.
Then God said, “Let the earth produce every sort of animal, each producing offspring of the same kind—livestock, small animals that scurry along the ground, and wild animals.” And that is what happened. 25 God made all sorts of wild animals, livestock, and small animals, each able to produce offspring of the same kind. And God saw that it was good. ~ Genesis 1:24 [New Living Translation]
Sophie with her Christmas gifts. Santa loves her too. She had so much fun with these “squeaky” toys.
My faithful BFF, Sophie (the 11 pound fluff-ball) and I spent three days in the wilds of Dutchess County (NY) braving frigid temperature. We did survive!!!
We went to visit the farm where my brother’s wife boards her horse Misty…and we had a great time.
My brother’s wife Laura with her horse Misty and little Sophie.
On another part of the farm, my brother Michael cuts firewood for his wood stove. I can attest, that stove gets mighty toasty.
All the while, I filed everything away in my ‘writer’s research files’ for a time when I could draw on this experience to enhance a story.
I spent Thanksgiving with my brother Michael and his wife Laura. As I drove north from Brooklyn with my sweet little dog Sophie, we were encountering increasingly stormy weather. I was driving into a snowy nor’easter.
When Michael, Laura, and I arrived at my brother’s in laws, it was a frozen winter wonderland. This is a photo of Laura’s daughter’s front yard.
The power was out due to the storm, so they had to go down the road to folks who had power and borrow their generator to cook the turkey. By the time we got there the power had been restored, thankfully.
My brother Michael and little Sophie and what I was nearly sure had to be the Hound of the Baskervilles. Would you believe, this dog is still a puppy?
Moi with the pup. This dog is licking-liscious. He loves giving kisses.
Brother and sister-in-law Laura with Kagan the ChiChi and my little Sophie. And there’s the big pup sticking his nose in. He had to be absolutely everywhere.
This is the village Michael and I grew up in.
This is the village “walking path.” It might not be visible, but to the extreme left in the second photo is a bench. When we were kids there was no bench. About a mile back this lane leads to a creek where we used to swim. The lane was much more rugged then and on either side of the trees were cow pastures.
Don’t know why, but it seems wherever I go with my trusty camera, I attract a police presence. The village cop wanted to see who was walking around back there so bright and early the morning after Thanksgiving. He saw me taking pictures and gave me a wave.
Today is National Dog Day. This “howlday” was started in 2004 to encourage the adoption of rescued dogs. My little Sophie was a Christmas present, adopted in December a few years ago from the ASPCA in Manhattan. What a joy she has been to our lives.
Let today be a reminder to get yourself to your local animal shelter. There you can find the perfect canine companion. You’ll find, your dog becomes the “heart” of your house.