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Max just didn’t know what to do. Sometime during the afternoon he had fallen asleep close to the beach only to find that when he awoke he was all by himself. He stood up feeling a little stiff and he stretched his legs to force his muscles to work and the blood to pump around his body. He glanced around; noticing how
the beach was looking deserted and a shiver of uncertainty ran down his spine. He took a step forward having decided to head off in the direction of the pier and was shocked when he was almost jolted off his feet when something thick and coarse tightened around his neck. 

The snap of the rope squeezing his throat and a sudden pain around his windpipe causes him to yelp and he glances back to see he is tethered to the railings. Max takes several steps back to slacken the rope and sits down to regain his composure.  He sits there for quite awhile until he sees someone approaching and he sniffed the air, his little golden eyes lighting up with expectation and he instantly wags his tail.  

His tail soon droops, curling inwards when he realises it’s a stranger and they don’t even give him a second glance as they walk on by. He barks repeatedly to tell them he needs their help but the stranger carries on walking and never looks back. Confused and a little afraid Max lies down on the pavement and waits in hope for his master’s swift return.  

The night soon smothers him in black and Max shivers when a bitter wind penetrates through his thinning coat.  He lies there all night, trying to huddle against the small stonewall in an attempt to keep away from the raw elements brought in by the sea. The night is so icy it stings his eyes but Max has no choice he must wait until the morning comes and by the time dawn breaks he is extremely hungry and very, very frightened. He simply doesn’t understand why no one has returned for him. He casts his mind back to when he was sitting with his master who was finishing smoking a cigarette and then he decides he must have fallen asleep then because his memory is not as it once was. He knows his master is often angry with him for always getting in the way now he is getting much slower on his feet but surely he wouldn’t leave him here all alone and abandoned because he was old?  

Max has no choice but to lie there while the hours tick slowly by, feeling only the cold seeping deeper into his bones.  He whimpers when he can no longer feel his legs, his arthritis having become almost unbearable.  He hears a noise and his ears prick up.  He struggles to his feet in the hope of seeing a familiar face but instead he sees a young teenager heading straight towards him. He wags his tail half heartedly as he believes she will do what everyone else has done and ignore him.  

‘Hello old boy,’ says the young girl, walking over and patting him kindly on the head. She looks him over stroking the curve of his back and her mittened hands move down his legs and touch his frozen feet. She shakes her head and pats his once again. ‘Come on old boy,’ she says, untying the rope. ‘I think I know just the place to take you.’    


The story doesn't finish there ...
 
Did you know 325 dogs are abandoned everyday in the UK?
In a survey revealed by the Dogs Trust out of the 118,932 stray dogs that were picked up by Local Authorities in the last year a significant proportion were found in London and other urban areas alongside breeds which are deemed as so called ‘status dogs’.

I often wonder why on earth people actually get a dog. Do they really think they are getting an Andrex puppy?  To think these poor animals that rely on us for everything they need are treated in such a harrowing way and despicable way. I personally have had dog’s all my life and I could never in a million
years abandon one. I do understand however, how people’s circumstances change whether it’s because they have to go into sheltered accommodation or perhaps because the owner has died. These are situations which cannot be helped but for those owners who simply get rid of an animal because it’s an inconvenience or because it appears to be too much like hard work then I say to you ... WHAT PLANET WERE YOU ON IN THE FIRST PLACE! 

Did you know that the Dogs Trust is the UK’s largest dog welfare charity and cares for over 16,000 dogs a year through its network of 18 rehoming centres in the UK and one in Ireland. Dogs Trust has a non destruction policy and they will never destroy a healthy dog. What would these poor animals do without places such as these? It’s a growing concern and without continual support they would never be able to help so many animals.

This got me wondering if perhaps you would be interested in sponsoring a  dog?

Show your love for just £1 a week

You can sponsor any of the dogs found in the Dog Trust gallery. When you sponsor a dog, your donations are used to help all the dogs in their care. So why not go and have a look at the pictures of those animals that need your help and read their profiles and perhaps you might just find one little animal you would like to sponsor!

For more information or just for a browse please follow the links below and I really hope you can find it in your heart to help..
 
Best wishes,

Lynette
 

Dog’s Trust Link: http://www.dogstrust.org.uk/sponsor/default.aspx
 
The Ark Animals Link: http://www.arkanimalrescue.co.uk/
 
Jerry Greens Link: http://www.jerrygreendogs.org.uk/