I do Boxer Rescue and I didn't know Luke at all except as a frightened boy who had been mistreated so badly all of his life that he could only fear people and other animals.

His instinct was to attack to protect himself from whatever it was that had been done to him before we met. Lack of a place to keep him in safekeeping and the money to kennel him indefinitely forced me to send him to the bridge long before his time. I don't even have a picture of him except in my mind. Cowering on the floor at the vets shaking and looking at me out of the corner of his eyes.

I know that he is now playing with Buddie and all of the other poor mistreated babies at the bridge waiting for me to come and meet the fine loving and trusting boy he was supposed to be.

Goodby Luke, go with GOD.


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