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Doggie Doppelganger’s Warm-Hearted Rescue Caper

Doggie Doppelganger’s Warm-Hearted Rescue Caper


Written by Melanie Blow of New York

We don’t all know each other’s names on my block, but I think everyone knew Becky, and knew who to go to when they saw her in their yard. She was a lab-sized, long-furred sweetheart, mostly black with brown and white markings.  She seemed determined to give Houdini a run for his money, even though she never seemed to do anything with her ill-gotten freedom besides amble down the sidewalk, making new friends and “giving” a collar to anyone who tried to leash her up and bring her back to her owner’s house.

I worked an evening shift that ended at 12:30 AM. A few days before Christmas in 2006, I was driving home from work in a cold rain when I saw Becky trotting down a four-lane road that, by day, is one of the major arteries of the city. I pulled into the turning lane and opened the passenger door, calling her name. Nothing. I parked the car, got out and she ran through the driver’s side door and lay down on the pedals. I worked my fingers under a whole lot of wet, smelly dog fur in order to lift her up and over into the passenger area.  I took her back to my house — I wasn’t going to knock on the door of a neighbor I didn’t really know at 1 AM. Once home, I herded my dogs upstairs and secured them there with a baby-gate, since I didn’t know if Becky had her shots. I moved my dogs’ dishes upstairs, gave Becky some food and water of her own, and went upstairs. Within minutes she was crying. I slept on the couch that night, with Becky alternating between sleeping on my legs and under my left hand as it hung off the couch.

Becky woke up at sunrise, and made sure I did too. I slipped the collar she “gave me” over her head, leashed her up and led her outside. As soon as we got out, she lifted her leg on the first tree we saw. As she irrigated each one on my street, I wondered which was more likely — naming a male dog “Becky,” or a female dog learning to lift her leg. As we turned the corner and approached her house, a quick glance revealed the real Becky frolicking in the morning sun, safely secured in her yard. So I let “Beck” finish his irrigation duties, and did what any self-respecting dog-walker would do — I walked around the corner, and back home.

Let me defend my intelligence here. It was dark when I picked “Beck” up, it was dark when I got him home, and as sweet as he was, I don’t touch any dog “down there” needlessly. “Beck” had very long fur.  Becky’s shed collar fit “Beck” perfectly, and what are the odds of having two dogs who appear to be lab/Burmese Mountain Dog crosses in the same neighborhood?

I toyed with the idea of keeping “Beck” while I searched for his owners, but my niece had been hospitalized the day before, and I wanted to visit her. That meant I wouldn’t be able to monitor Beck with my two dogs, nor maintain a strict quarantine. So I called the city pound. The man who took him from me was beguiled with him, and had no doubt that if his owners didn’t claim him, he would get adopted out. I am very proud to live in a county with a major, award-winning shelter and a very organized system of pet foster care and smaller “overflow” shelters. I have no doubt that “Beck’s” story had a happy ending, even if I couldn’t write the last chapter.


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8:48PM PDT on Jul 16, 2015

A city pound is the absolutely worst place to take a dog. A rescue is always the place to start and not just for full breed dogs. I have doubts about what happened to Beck especially since you didn't bother to find out if someone had adopted him. There's a chance you could have adopted him.

8:02AM PST on Dec 17, 2014

I agree with Patricia M. on checking back to make sure he got adopted. Also, it was nice to save Beck, but would she have done it if you knew it was not Becky?

5:54AM PST on Dec 13, 2014

lucky dog :):)

11:17AM PST on Nov 7, 2014

I hope Beck was found by his owners or adopted into a loving home.

4:49AM PDT on Jul 31, 2013


11:29AM PDT on Apr 9, 2013

Thank you for sharing.

3:09AM PST on Mar 2, 2013

Can there be more warm stories like this?

5:49AM PDT on Mar 20, 2012

Oh, I sure Beck was reunited with his owners or, he found a new forever home. I hate to think about him being at the city pound.

5:51AM PST on Mar 6, 2012

he is alive and it is the main

11:51PM PST on Mar 1, 2012

If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men.
---St. Francis of Assisi

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