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We jumped in the truck and off we went.

As we began walking down the trail there was a gentle mist of rain and we noticed a great number of snails along the pathway. This was annoying, because we could not relax and walk for fear of stepping on one of them. More stress.

Then suddenly Terry said in a low, surprised voice, "I don't believe it!"

There, about 20 feet ahead of us on this planked trail bordered with tall wildflowers and sweet grasses was a very skinny German Shepherd. A beautiful boy. He kept ahead of us all through the woods and through the meadow that followed along the marsh. He walked right along with us, and kept looking back. You know the look. That steady, knowing gaze.

Terry reminded me that he probably belonged to a neighboring farmer. That we can't save every animal that we see. That we have no life now, what about us? That we can't even walk without stress because of the darn snails.

So as we neared the gravel parking lot to take the turn to walk through the entire course again, this German Shepherd continued out onto the country road and headed towards Route 6, a very busy highway. I looked at Terry and said, "He'll get hit Terry."

He replied, "No, he'll be ok. He must know where he is going."

The dog kept stopping on the road and looking at us as he was headed towards the highway. We saw his from across the meadow. He'd walk a little, then stop. Walk a little farther, and then stop, deliberately looking at us with that steady gaze. The highway is only about 4 minutes away.

I said, "Terry, he wants our help." At that point, Terry had come to the same conclusion.

We both RAN to the truck, hopped in and drove as fast as we could to steer him away from the highway back towards the meadow. We threw gravy soaked dog biscuits out the window that we happened to have left over from the Memorial day parade. He ate them in short order. We managed to steer him back toward the park's parking lot.

He would not let us approach him. We got out of our truck and stood there watching him. He continued to keep his distance, his usual 20 feet away. I can not explain to you the connection that this dog made with us. We knew that he was asking for our help.

We called the Sandusky County Dog Pound and asked if they could set a trap for this dog. They came out immediately with their dog loops, but soon realized that he was far to frightened (and intelligent) to get near enough to be able to place the loop around his neck. They set up their humane dog trap. They had stopped at a market on their way there and had picked up some summer sausage for bait. "This never fails," said Fred Harris, Dog Warden. His partner Gina, was also of great assistance, knowing how to talk to the dog to calm it as much as possible. Within 15 minutes, the dog could no longer resist the smell of the summer sausage. He was safely in the trap.

Just then, a semi truck pulled up and the driver called me over. He explained that he lived down the road and that about a week ago his son saw a car pull up and throw the dog from their car. He saw the dog chase the car all the way to Rt. 6. He said the dog returned back to the meadow and had been there ever since, waiting for his owner to return. HE said that his wife had been taking down scraps of food so the dog would have something to eat.

I have heard before that when dogs are dumped, they will wait in that spot hoping their owners will return to pick them up. I can not imagine anyone in their right mind abandoning a dog in this cruel way.

Dumping an animal is against the law. S.P.A.'s REWARD FUND for the arrest and prosecution of anyone dumping or abusing an animal has grown to $1,841. I personally feel that anyone who could abandon an animal in this way could be dangerous to people in some way, too.

Society for the Protection of Animals, Inc. is a 501(c)3 group of volunteers who continually strive to reduce the suffering and needless deaths of abandoned stray dogs and cats through implementation of spay and neuter programs. We also believe that people should realize the importance of the consequences of animal cruelty, because there is a proven correlation between animal abuse and human violence.

Fred and Gina took the dog to the Sandusky County Dog Pound for the mandatory three day holding period.

Fred informed me that if the dog became vicious in any way that, according to Sandusky County law, he would have to be euthanized. I spent a restless night hoping that he would behave. He was, after all, very frightened.

Terry and I went to visit him at the pound the next day. He was still very afraid. He cowered and kept his tail wrapped tightly between his legs.

I had a good talk with him. I told him how much we loved him and promised that he would only be adopted to a very kind human. I explained to him that not all humans are heartless and dangerous, and that he could trust us.

Within an hour, we saw it, his first wag! I was elated... but there was more. I asked him to please sit, and he did, holding up his paw for me to shake.

As I bent down to shake his paw, he gently licked my cheek. I began to cry.

Moments like this are the moments that fuel the drive within us to continue to try to make things better for the animals in Sandusky County, no matter how tired we feel. No matter how impossible things may seem. I felt proud to have received a kiss from such a special, forgiving, loving creature.

We sent out action alerts describing BLUE, and advertised him on PETFINDER.

In a few weeks, we heard from a wonderful family from Pomeroy, Ohio. We took Blue down to meet his new family, and he lived happily every after!

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