News from Noah's Ark Cares - 28 August '13

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In Loving Memory of Shanti

How Wang Wang escaped death

Wang Wang, may even be described as the biggest ‘survivor’ of them all. For a long time, he suffered, tied to a tree where he was beaten by the rain and scorched by the sun. Wang-Wang also had severe injuries on his back – the result of a scalding three months earlier, as well as a deep cut caused by the metal chain tied tightly around its neck. These painful wounds were never attended to. Although his ex-owner was pleaded guilty and was sentenced to three days in jail and a fine of RM 200, she could well have been jailed for six months for this extreme cruelty.

Wang Wang was sent to the SPCA Selangor, afraid and confused, he bit a volunteer who’d unwittingly walked into his kennel. He probably mistook the volunteer for someone who would ill-treat him again. The biting incident would have sealed his fate if not for the compassion of his kennel supervisor who called Raymund and asked if he could be re-housed at Noah's Ark.

Wang Wang has been living at Noah's Ark since 2006, running freely and cheerfully with his pals.

Prayer For a Stray

In Memory of Highway

Highway was tired and weak when we found him on the expressway on 23 April ’03,

if we did not save him,

he would have been killed by the cars on the express way.

At Noah's Ark – he received  tender loving care and confidence. 

He had a pal “Ed” a three legged dog that lost his leg in a car accident. 

Highway was at Noah's Ark for 12 months and

he passed away peacefully on Easter Sunday ’04.

Prayer For a Stray

Dear God, Please send me somebody who’ll care!  I am tired of running.  I am sick and despair.

 

My body is aching.  It‘s so racked with pain and Dear God, I pray as I run in the rain that someone will love me and give me a home, a warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone,

My last owner tied me all day in the yard sometimes with no water and God that was hard!  So I chewed my leash God and I ran away to rummage in garbage and live as a stray.

But now God I’m tired and hungry and cold and I’m so afraid that I’ll never grown old.  They’ve chased me with sticks and  hit me with stones while I run the streets just looking for bones.

I’m not really bad God, please help if you can for I have become a “victim of man”.

I’m wormy Dear God and I’m ridden with fleas and all that I want is an owner to please.  If you find one for me God, I’ll try to be good and I won’t chew their shoes, but I’ll do as I should.  I’ll love them, protect them and try to obey when they tell me to sit, to lie down or to stay.

I don’t think I’ll make it too long on my own, cause I’m getting so weak and I’m so all alone.  Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry cause I’m so afraid God, that I’m gonna die. And I’ve got so much love and devotion to give that I should be given a new chance to live.

So Dear God please, please answer my prayer and send me someone who WILL really care…. That is, Dear God, if you’re really there!

- B Davenport

                                                                                               

News from Noah's Ark Cares - August 2013

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