Animal Allies of Texas is a 501(c)(3) animal advocacy/rescue organization, dedicated to improving the quality of life in our community.
03/23/2025
I was born Jan. 31st under an abandoned trailer. My mama didn't really belong to anyone and some of the people around us would give her and the other homeless dogs food. Never enough, Mama was always hungry, especially trying to feed 5 of us. A nice lady came by one day and saw us and she brought extra food for my mama. Then she came back with a doghouse and warm bedding for us and mama so we didn't have to sleep on the cold ground. This lady would come and check on us from time to time and she would tell my mama and us that she was trying to find a place for us to go where we would be safe. She told us that she had asked everyone and no one wanted to help or had room. So we stayed where we were. She came by from time to time and brought food and treats and checked on us. She said she still hadn't found a place for us to go but she would keep looking. My sisters and brothers would play but we were always hungry. Mama was pretty thin but she kept us going. The nice lady came back when we were almost 7 weeks old. She said she was going to give us medicine to help us and she was still trying to find someone to help us get homes. I really wasn't feeling so good but the treats and food made me feel better for a little bit then I started feeling bad again. The lady came back again to check on us and bring more food, but I didn't really feel like eating. I could tell she was worried and she scooped me up and put me in her car. All the way to her house she talked to me and told me how it wasn't fair and I never really had a chance to be loved. She said she wished more people would step up and help dogs and cats like me but it seemed to her like very few people cared anymore.
We got to her house and she gave me some liquid food but I didn't want it. My tummy hurt so bad. She wrapped me in a soft towel to keep me warm but I still felt bad. I moaned a little and she said she was going to take me to the doctor but it was late and the night vet was a long ways away. She held me in her arms and snuggled me. She stroked my ears and petted me, all the while whispering to me about how I was such a good dog and how she loved me and my name was Gus and how she wished things were different and how sad she was that no one would help to make things better. I felt her love and her sadness and thought about my siblings. She held me tight as I took my last breath at 11:32 pm.
