He will live out his life in the arms of his foster family and their friends, from whom he first received a taste of loving care and kindness as a treasured pet. Smeagol was one of the NC10, rescued from the way back part of the puppy mill's property where he was kept in a filthy, nasty pen, so isolated and alone, so silent and despairing that he was almost overlooked. At eleven years old, he was a mess. It's too dangerous to treat him, so he has heartworms living in his dear heart and he has lost nearly every tooth in his big old noggin, but that doesn't affect his appetite at all. Smeags was in pitiful shape when he first came to us, his toenails were curled under and cutting into his paw pads and he was very thin. His vet described Smeagol's mange as the worst case he'd ever seen.
He's now a charming, shiny, happy boy who has put his lonely, dejected days behind him and emerged as a goofy, joy-riding, free spirit who wriggles in the deliciousness of fresh-mown grass and, when he's tired of having fun, luxuriates in one of the new comfy, clean beds donated by friends and supporters of FBRN. Smeagol, you charmer, you handsome boy, you darling thing--we love you from afar and we join the cheering throngs of your admirers in wishing you years of happiness and joy! Congratulations to you all, and we do here decree that in Smeagol's honor there shall be extra cookies for everyone today!
Make it so, commands
The Frog Princess
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This makes me so happy for Smeagol! I've watched his story on the website and the blog. This is certainly the happy ending he deserves. Best wishes to him and his new forever family.
Smeagol for President. Long live Smeagol!
Smeagol is my favorite boy. Ssshh, don't tell Chester.
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