Post by Dizzy on Jun 3, 2024 21:37:54 GMT
Feb 1, 2024 2:00:06 GMT wolf said:
Jan 4, 2021 21:21:13 GMT wolf said:
Achilles
I am Achilles. I was just under 1 year old when I arrived. Battered but not broken, my will and my spirit remained intact. I had lived with a man who had no respect for any other, and I was in constant fear. I dreamed of a day when I would run free and wished to see my brothers and sisters again. My hope drained slowly as the days turned into months. Then one day while I was hiding in a corner unable to open my mouth because of a muzzle, my captors started to say something about having to hide me. Someone was coming to check the den and I could not be there when they arrived. Early in the morning the mate of the evil human wrapped me up and took me out of the den to hide me in another. There was noise outside and suddenly I was being brought back to that horrible place. But no, there were other humans in uniforms and someone else with the gentlest eyes and they were trained on me. I did not get to go with him at first. I was loaded in the back of a truck and spirited away. I was terrified. Where was I going and what was to become of me? I didn’t know it then but I had just started my new life. I arrived at a place where they handled me ever so gently. My fear slipped away. Here I could tell everyone around me just wanted to heal me. I laid on the table still and quiet. I think I was in a bit of shock, maybe. They fixed my neck. I had a big hole in it where infection had set in. I had been beaten a lot at my home, and I ached all over. But the hands that touched me now meant no harm. I could feel the difference, and those gentle eyes were there to tell me it was all going to be okay. I was going home, a new home. When I got there I would not let anyone touch me at first. But they just sat in the same room with me, not making me do anything I did not want to do. Slowly I thought I would take that bit of food offered. Why not? I could hear off in the distance a familiar sound. A calling, but I was not sure. I did not want to get my hopes up. The gentle eyes came to visit me every day. I learned that this man was to be my care taker. He has always been very gentle with me. He reunited me with three of my siblings. I still recall the first day I saw them. WOW my heart soared. I was put in a small area right beside them and when the gentle eyes thought all was safe he opened the gate. He and his mate stood there with their breath held, as I bolted into my family’s home! I ran and ran — the wind could not even catch me. I had never run before and what a feeling, and my family was there running too. Of course we had some tense moments as we got reacquainted. What family doesn’t? I live with just two of my siblings now since our other sister lives in a different territory with her mate. I love my pack and we laugh and play and run and fight. We are a pack. We are proud and fierce and invincible! We are Wolf! I learned that is now my home, and I truly feel safe here. Oh and the gentle eyes still come to visit me, not as much as they used to. But then I have my family now, and there are new wolves to rescue and heal aren’t there? Please help in our journey. Help the gentle eyes. Thank you for caring.
That Made Me Tear Up Sis!
