Happy Tail for Cass!

Happy Tail for Cass!

M73 was his name when I met him and I can’t honestly tell you where he was when I met him other than somewhere in the Casselton Vet Clinic. He was one of 174 dogs rescued the day prior from a horrible puppy mill and I was seeing all of them for the first time. I do know a couple days later when I began helping to care for the dogs (as a 4 Luv of Dog volunteer) he had the double unit on the bottom of a 3-plex. He was horribly matted with feces, urine and filth which didn’t discourage me from picking him up and giving him love as I transported him to a pen so his kennel could be cleaned. It didn’t take many days before his kennel remained clean between shifts and instead of cowering in the corner he was clamoring to be picked up and cuddled. I had never worked with small dogs, endearingly called fluffies, but loving dogs is never hard for me so I began to fall for M73.

 

I didn’t want to adopt a fluffy so during my shifts I tried to focus all my attention on the other fluffies so I could pull my heart back. You see I’d always wanted a white pit bull but had recently fallen for a black lab (Hilo) so I was more determined now to hold out for a pittie. But it’s true sometimes you pick a dog which I’d done with my first dog Memphis who I had for 17 years and sometimes they pick you … I renamed M73 Cass for all the Cass agencies (including the one I work for-Cass County State’s Attorney Office) who took part in him being rescued. Originally I was going to name him Gregsmith in honor of the Cass County Sheriff’s Office deputy who got the rescue started.

Cass makes me smile every day with his happy go lucky nature. It brought me great joy to bring Cass home and see him running through the grass, laying on a lounge chair, doing a back rub on my bed, chasing Hilo around the yard … just being a dog who’s safe, clean and loved. I’ve seen all the videos and photos of where he came from so at times I get caught up in thinking of how he must of felt living in a tiny kennel; laying on numerous inches of his own excrement; going without food and water; freezing at times and smoldering at other times; not having access to fresh air and exercise and I am so thankful we’re filling him up with love … even as type this Mr. Cass is laying on my lap.