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This story is about Banjo the beagle! We were living in a very small
town in Tennessee while my husband did a 3 month detail for work.
I stayed at home with our 3 dogs at the time and finished school
online. We lived in a cabin in the woods, so I would sit on the
porch to work. I had seen this hound dog walk through the woods
nearby and my dogs would bark. He had a collar on, so I let him
be. This went on for a week or two. One day I'm on the porch and
my 3 dogs run to a porch swing that sits on the ground, where Banjo
was sleeping. I called him out and he was shaking like a leaf. I
sat down and started my work when this little dog comes crawling
under the porch table, hitting his head and ducking under the legs.
He lays down at my feet and when I look down I see that he is dying.
Skin and bones and very shaky breathing. I did not know he was blind
yet. I went to the only other neighbors house to check on anything
they knew and he followed me (with all the other dogs) and noticed
that he was weaving and would stumble. Then he ran into a tree and
I checked him and realized his eyes looked funny, so I waved my
hand and that's how I finally figured out he was blind. I took him
to the vet and got him checked out and as long as the little guy
had been out on his own, he didn't have any disease or heartworms.
It turns out the little girl next door out the collar on him. I
wondered why it was brand new and he was starved. I named him banjo
because he is very high spirited and loves to play with the big
dogs and howl the entire time. Banjo loves to hike and walk and
we use commands for everything. He loves to try to do it himself,
though I still carry him down stairs and over logs that are just
too big. He also loves to sleep in my lap. I was blessed to have
him find me in those woods.
Story by:
Giovanna Coraggio
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