This story is a true one that happened about 4 years back. I was driving, today, up to the snowshoe gravel pit to shovel in some pit run and happened to remember this story since part of it occurred at this pit. For the record, this is an absolutely true story.
Rusty is a gentleman who lives on the Inonoaklin Valley Road. He has lived there for a great many years and has settled into his ways. He is a very likeable man who has a few acres with a couple of horses and the usual dogs and cats. One of the dogs is a big, French Great Pyrenees named Butch. Butch is a standard large dog but as kind and gentle as you could ask.
Unfortunately, although he had been asked by many people and even the SPCA agent, Rusty let his dogs roam. Now they did not chase livestock, or harm any people, but they did spend a lot of time away from home. With Rusty living fairly close to the valley road, it is inevitable that the dogs would find their way onto the busy road and come close to being hit.
And so it happened that Butch, who was lolling around on the road, was hit by a car. The owner of the car knew Rusty and went into the house to tell him that he had killed Butch. Rusty was fairly broken up [although he had been warned that this might happen] and the owner of the car offered to take Butch up to Snowshoe Pit to dispose of him. Rusty agreed and thus it was that Butch was taken up to the pit to be removed. The deed done, the car owner went home, Rusty was depressed, and life went on.
A couple of weeks later, the local SPCA agent got a call that there was a large dog seen wandering through a local farmers field and would she please come and take care of it. Evelyn gladly agreed and she called Alice to ask if she would help locate and capture the dog. Alice agreed and off they went to catch the dog. When they found it, about 4 hours later, they captured it and took it to the kennels where the SPCA had set up a holding are at Ev
Rusty is a gentleman who lives on the Inonoaklin Valley Road. He has lived there for a great many years and has settled into his ways. He is a very likeable man who has a few acres with a couple of horses and the usual dogs and cats. One of the dogs is a big, French Great Pyrenees named Butch. Butch is a standard large dog but as kind and gentle as you could ask.
Unfortunately, although he had been asked by many people and even the SPCA agent, Rusty let his dogs roam. Now they did not chase livestock, or harm any people, but they did spend a lot of time away from home. With Rusty living fairly close to the valley road, it is inevitable that the dogs would find their way onto the busy road and come close to being hit.
And so it happened that Butch, who was lolling around on the road, was hit by a car. The owner of the car knew Rusty and went into the house to tell him that he had killed Butch. Rusty was fairly broken up [although he had been warned that this might happen] and the owner of the car offered to take Butch up to Snowshoe Pit to dispose of him. Rusty agreed and thus it was that Butch was taken up to the pit to be removed. The deed done, the car owner went home, Rusty was depressed, and life went on.
A couple of weeks later, the local SPCA agent got a call that there was a large dog seen wandering through a local farmers field and would she please come and take care of it. Evelyn gladly agreed and she called Alice to ask if she would help locate and capture the dog. Alice agreed and off they went to catch the dog. When they found it, about 4 hours later, they captured it and took it to the kennels where the SPCA had set up a holding are at Ev
