The Journey of Phillip, the Forgotten, to Phillip, the Fabulous, in 30 Days
Nineteenth in a Series
March 5, 2016
My Message in a Bottle
Occasionally there are those days where I feel the need to reach out to someone that I have never met personally. Today was one of those days. This individual seemed better able to absorb the impact of today’s findings than any person I knew in the flesh. Even though we were strangers, we shared a common concern over a certain mutt named Phillip. My mouse clicked over her name in my addresses as I sent this message to Leslie, the person who rescued Phillip from his dismal situation. Leslie from Meals on Wheels Helena-West Helena Dogs shared my communication with her supporters and now I will share with you.
UPDATE ON PHILLIP>>>>LOOK HOW HANDSOME HE IS NOW!
Before and now….
Email I received from foster…. MUST READ!
I just needed to reach out to someone as I am trying to process the new developments about Phillip. As I told you in the last e-mail, Phillip was neutered today. We had heard him yelp as if in pain a couple of times during the last week when he lowered his head a certain way. We decided to get X-rays to validate any health issues which would help in disclosure to a potential adopter.
The hips are good…no dysplasia. He has 2 vertebrae fused in his lower back…probably congenital. No Biggy! The occasional yelping is still a mystery since the culprit could not be found. It was assumed he played too hard and twisted a neck muscle and all will be fine in a few days to a week.
And then there is the gunshot to his elbow! Phillip had been shot! Not buckshot, but an actual gun with the lead broken in shards around his elbow. The bone is fine. The joint is fine. The bullet was deflected by the bone somehow without damaging his leg. Does the human cruelty against this sweet dog never end?
My 33- year old daughter came over tonight to vent a personal problem. Though she lives nearby, we seldom see her due to the demands of her career. She was totally distraught. She had never met Phillip. Even though Phillip had just come home from undergoing surgery and extensive tests, he put all his troubles aside and focused on her. He would not leave her side and gave her his undivided attention and love. Here sat a boy that was shot, burned with cigarettes, neglected, malnourished, suffered from mange and heart worms, and thrown out a car window, yet held no grudge against humanity. My daughter is not an animal person, but told me upon leaving that Phillip was the best dog we ever had at our home. She even told me that our personal dogs were not as respectful as Phillip.
I don’t know what made you take a chance on him the day that you rescued him. I don’t know what wheels were set in motion regarding his future. I only know that I have never seen anything like this dog in all the houseguests we have hosted. He is a poster child for love…and I thank you for giving him a chance. There is some special reason that he still lives, and I feel blessed to be a part of his healing. I can’t wait to see what God has in store for him.
Ellen with Paul
P.S. – Phillip’s sore neck has improved. The suggestion that it was a twisted muscle was correct.