Nigel was a puppy mill dog who had never walked on grass, had never climbed stairs and had missed the joys of puppyhood. His ultimate rescue was heart wrenching; he and some other “disposable” dogs had their feet bound with duct tape and were going to be drowned when the rescuers entered the facility.
His listing on Petfinder had pulled at Marla Collins’ heartstrings, but she didn’t think there was much hope of her adopting him. She was looking for a companion for her Shih Tzu, Belle, but Nigel was in Ohio, and she was in Massachusetts. Nevertheless, she made an enquiry. Emails began to fly back and forth until the founder of the rescue group was convinced that this would be a good placement.
As it turned out, the rescuer was making a trip east, so she put Nigel in a harness in her back seat and drove him right to Marla’s house, all the while knowing that the actual meeting would provide the final decision.
“She put Nigel down on the grass, and I squatted down to meet him,” Marla says. “He immediately came over to me and put both front paws on my legs as if he knew me from way back.” This was from a dog that was extremely timid.
Next they went into the house and upstairs to meet Belle. “Nigel went over to Belle’s bed, plunked down and started eating her treat while she stood and watched quietly. And that’s how his new life with us began and it only continued to get better.”
Belle, Marla says, “taught Nigel to be a ‘real dog’ faster than I ever could have.” They have become best friends.
“It took him awhile to learn to drink water from his bowl; he would choke all the time and make such a mess,” Marla says. She had been doing a lot of reading about puppy mills to educate herself before Nigel arrived. “I learned [his inability to drink from a bowl] was because puppy mills use gerbil/hamster water bottles attached to the cages, and he wasn’t used to lapping and probably tried to suck down his water instead.”
When she tried to take him out for a walk on a leash, he would balk instead of walking and would spin in circles. She called it his mule act. “My neighbors would chuckle and shake their heads,” she says, “but a couple of years later, they say they cannot believe he is the same dog. He struts with his head held high and has a hard time sitting still from excitement while I put on his harness.”
She admits it hasn’t always been easy, but Nigel’s love and faithfulness have far outweighed any problems.