The last two days have been every pet owner’s worst nightmare. My beautiful 10 month old Sasha had darted while visiting a friend’s house, and was gone without a trace. Now lost in an unfamiliar neighborhood, I was afraid I would never see my sweet boy again.
After hours spent searching, posting flyers and inquiring with shelters, I received the call this morning that he had been brought into the Animal Hospital, almost 48 hours after he had disappeared. An overwhelming feeling of relief was followed by heartache at seeing his small injured body, in need of surgery for a broken leg.
Sasha is a Karelian Bear Dog, known for their loyalty, hardiness and intelligence. Aside from running into oncoming traffic, I can boast that Sasha is one sharp puppy, his cunning glances have impressed me from day one. At two weeks old I picked him out of the litter, knowing we were now best friends. Our first test of loyalty came when the deposit was offered back by the breeder, his cleft pallet discovered at 7 weeks old. I have never once regretted bringing him home with me, knowing that he would be by my side during the hard times as well.
The last year has had its share of struggles, and Sasha and I have been taking each day as it comes, finished with a nightly walk by the lake. After being laid off due to downsizing, I’ve been working on starting my own metal shop. Sasha and I can be found at the shop most days, working, building a client base and volunteering with metal fabrication projects (Sasha and I put over 400 hours of volunteer labour into Canada's largest art car project, Heavy Meta). Last month we received an email notifying us that we were being evicted from our home, as our landlords were planning on moving in. Not only did this mean the loss of our favourite walking trails, but also my shop and workspace. A few short hours after the last of our boxes were put into storage, Sasha’s independent streak encouraged him to make a run for the space in a backyard fence.
The current estimated total cost for Sasha’s surgery is $6,200.00. I love my dog, but I am not a wealthy man, and am feeling a bit overwhelmed with our recent twist of fate. Sasha is alive, he will heal and we will continue together on many adventures, camping. My boy deserves another chance, damn the cost and horrific timing. Please help us.
- Gesa Lehnert
- Dee Wychreschuk
- Ilona Shulman Spaar