ANGELS ARE NOT ONLY MIRACLE WORKERS BUT THEY COME IN ALL SORTS OF  

PACKAGING!! 

(can you pick out the REAL angel in the following letter?) 

 

Dear Jan, 

 

Thank you for sendingme the Rott N Chatter so promptly.  Encolsed  

you will find the story (REAL unfortunately: of....Karma, Simba  

and me......) 

 

September 21st, 1994, is a day forever burned into my heart and  

memory.  That was the day I had to make the decision to put my 12  

year old female Rott (Karma) down due to very progressive bone  

cancer.  The vet came to our home and I let her go on to the  

Rainbow Bridge to wait forme.  Sometimes we must love someone  

ENOUGH to ‘let them go’. 

 

I had many people adviseme to immediately get another dog. My  

standard response was, “I just can NOT go through the pain of  

separation from another Rottweiler.” 

 

In april of 1995 I placed an ad in the newspaper to sell some  

computer software.  One of the calls were from a lady who raised  

Rottweilers.  She was hoping I would tradeher my equipment for a  

Rottweiler puppy.  I told her NO WAY.... my wound is still way too  

fresh to take on another dog.  Quite frankly, I didn’t know ifI  

could love another dog after my beautiful Karma. 

 

The next call I received was from a lady named Janice White who  

does volunteer work at  T.A.P.S. (a humane society in Pekin,  

Illinois).  Janet specializes in rescuing dogs that have been  

mistreated and abused.  She told me about a little puppy that had  

been found in a gargage can (along with some other dogs) who  

desperately needed a good home.  The only dog salvageable was this  

little puppy that was totally bald from mange, scabies and general  

very poor condition.  The other dogs had to be put down due  

totheir unbelievable poor condition.  A man had been stealing dogs  

from surrounding towns and taking them to a research lab in St.  

Louis and selling the dogs for $25.00 a piece.  Janet told me the  

police FINALLY had enough evidence to arrest the person.  When  

Janet arrived on the scene and saw the living conditions these  

poor animals were forced to live in all she could do was cry.  The  

first recommendation from the vet on the scene was to distroy ALL  

the dogs.  Janet intervened and took the little, 6 lb. appx. 6  

week old bald pupy home with her and treated the puppy for scabies  

and mange at home.  Her treatment for the scabies was to put the  

puppy in a training crate, slats of boars under the crate and on  

top of a small childs plastic swimming pool filled with bleach  

water.  This way when the scabies jumped off they landed in the  

pool of bleach water and immediately died.  Very inventice  

thinking from Janet, I think!!  Well, after the puppy grew its  

hair back, BEHOLD a beautiful little male Rottweiler. 

 

Janet asked me (AFTER telling me this horror story;) if I would  

just take a “LOOK” at this puppy.  I could NOT say no to a little  

puppy that had survived HELL. 

 

In April, I becuase the owner of a beautiful little male  

Rottweiler.   He was extremely hyper due to all of his kennel time  

and no contact with humans. Simba was the perfect name for him due  

to the courage his little heart has.  (Yes, I named him after the  

Lion King movie.) 

 

Simba how weighs 85lbs at 5 1/2 months.  He is a beautiful, loving  

companion.  I have a trainer that comes every week to train ME to  

train Simba.  Thankfully, there was no permanent damage to his  

psyche other than when he eats, he attacks his food bowl like  

someone is going to take it away from him.  This is due to all the  

starvation he encountered as a young puppy. 

 

What I have done is to let enough pain of separation from Karma go  

to allow the love of Simba in my heart.  I am so thankful there  

are people like Janice White who love animals enough to go that  

extra mile that some animals need.  The world is a better place  

with Janice White and people like her in it. 

 

I DO believe in Miracles.  I have a living Miracle sitting at my  

feet now and then licking my foot as I type this letter. 

 

Linda Kay Scott 

 

Lindakscott@aol.com (Editor’s note: for those of you that would  

like to communicate with Linda via the electronic highway).