My name is Oliver, (mama calles me ollie)
The people who used to own me were very mean to me and hurt me all the time. When they finally hurt me so bad I couldn't walk, they were going to shoot me in the head. They had broken my hip because they would kick me and hit me and think it was funny.
When mama's friend told her aboout me and what they were going to do she called them and said please don't shoot him, I'll take him. Mama came right away and took me to the doctors. I had to have surgery for my hip and stiches on my head. By then I was so scared of people I would whine everytime some body tried to touch me. But Mama was very patient with me and gave me lots of love. I have the best home ever now and a sister, Annie, who is tiny like me. Annie and I have big fun playing and chaseing each other around the yard, catching a ball or barking at the squrels. Mama calls us her babies and we get to sleep on the big bed with mama so she can cuddle us. I know I'm safe now and that Mama won't let anybody ever hurt me again.
P,S. Ollie weights 4 lbs now and is the sweetiest, most loving little guy
in the world. He makes my heart sing every day. I just love him to bits
and he's the perfect companion for Annie . Ollie and Annie are the
joy in my life and I thank God every day that we found our little guy.
Yukon, OK
