I’d like to take a moment to welcome Rooby-Roo to our little fold.
UJ found him last October, and it went – as I understand it – like this:
UJ was at a small plaza near his school last October, getting some dental work done. When he came out of the dentist’s office he started walking, head-down, toward the train, but just then he thought he heard a voice.
“Rooby-Rooby-roooooooo!”
He looked around but saw nothing.
“Rooby-Rooby-rooooooooooooooooooo!”
There it was again. He looked a little further and there, behind a big bank of gravelly snow, was Rooby-roo.
UJ leaned over, and said:
“Well hello there, Smiley, so what’s your story?”
They talked back and forth for a moment or two. UJ established that Rooby had been most unkindly tied to the back of a big, ugly black pickup truck, that he didn’t like it, and that he didn’t like the people he was with because they we’re mean and cruel, laughed at him a lot – oh, and because they tied him to the back of a pickup truck. So, both sad and angry, crying with dismay, he had untied the knot in the bungee cord which held him to the truck, and jumped.
It was a rough landing and he bumped his head a bit, but he bounced well and landed in the snow bank. And there he sat.
And sat.
And sat.
Rooby-roo sat at the edge of that parking lot peering over the snow bank for three whole days and nights before his cries were finally heard. But as soon as they were – as soon as UJ noticed him – boy, oh boy, did his world change forever! Why? Because UJ brought him home to our headquarters, to all the love and acceptance he could ever want or need.
He wasn’t really comfortable meeting everyone right away, and we respect that with new members. In fact, he even went to rest at a nearby spa for a while until he was finally ready for friends again.
But now he’s here, he’s home, and we’re very pleased about it.
So, welcome Rooby-roo. It sure looks like you’re settling in with your critter friends now.
Nice smile, buddy!
SPCSA - Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Stuffed Animals 