One year ago yesterday (Saturday) this guy showed up at our back door. He was literally knocking on the back door with his tail.
It was late in the afternoon and a very cold day. We just couldn't turn him away.
AD fed and watered him, then fixed him a warm bed in the shop.
He came with no collar and a big wound in his side. The pads on his paws were in good shape so he hadn't traveled too far. AD thought he'd been dumped and I thought so too.
AD attempted to play with him by picking up a stick to throw for him. When Mikey saw AD pick up that stick he ran the other way, giving us more reason to believe he'd been abused.
(About a month later we took him to the vet to get him some shots. Mikey was NOT going to get in the truck. We think the truck might have triggered a bad memory or two. Eventually we did get him in. AD had to sit in the back seat with him, petting and assuring him all the way to the vet that everything was going to be okay while I drove into town.)
AD got him bedded down that first night. The next morning, AD let him out of the shop and Mikey went outside to do his business. He was (and is) very well mannered.
One of the first things he did was to offer us his paw to shake our hands.
We just let him run around and check everything out that next day. Never once did he offer to leave. And that continues to this day.
After about day 3 we decided he needed a name. Since our fur kids all have NASCAR names and he stood head and shoulders above our other 3 in size, we decided Mikey was the perfect name - after Michael Waltrip who is one of the tallest drivers in NASCAR.
A week or so later, Mikey's bed was moved into our garage. Now he has a Dogloo house inside the garage.
All of these photos were taken one year ago.
This one was taken a few minutes ago in AD's shop. Whenever AD is out there working, Mikey likes to lay on the old couch that's out there.
We are so glad Mikey found his way to our home and that he decided he liked us well enough to stay.