The Rescue

August--taking a break from editing pictures for the paper
August–taking a break from editing pictures for the paper

As I walked into the Bandera Pointe Petsmart , I never intended to walk out of the store with a new family member. I serve on the Helotes Humane Society Board of Directors and enjoy volunteering with this organization.

My purpose this day was to help with breaking down the tables and cages for the monthly adoption event at Petsmart.

Sitting, almost blocking the entrance to the store was a tawny colored beast. Sitting on his hind legs he quietly observed those entering and leaving the establishment. Not once did he utter a sound or comment on those passing by in his world.

I stepped over to our group. I helped to collapse kennels that once held a small dog wanting to find a forever home and on this day his wish came true. He left with a new family and an opportunity to experience freedom.

My eyes kept drifting to an empty chair near the beast. Although my mind was telling my eyes and feet no..l felt my shoes as they stepped toward the waiting chair.

I settled in to visit with the gentleman sitting on the left side of the beast. He had traveled from outside Kerrville, Texas this day to bring the beast and others to the adoption event. As we continued to visit, the gentleman shared the name of the beast—August.

Movement near my leg caught my attention. The beast slowly repositioned himself closer to my legs taking the opportunity to sit on my feet as if to prevent me from leaving the chair and travel elsewhere.

When I mention beast, please understand August weighs in over 100 pounds. His head measures over thirty inches and he stands almost three feet tall. He can be somewhat imposing.

As my newfound friend and I continued to converse, my leg reacted to a large mass dropping in my lap. August decided to drop his head into my lap. His eyes met mine, and at that moment I knew I would not leave Petsmart without taking August home with me.

As August and I continue to adjust to each other, I realize I did not rescue August but he actually rescued me. I have to adjust my schedule. No longer do I have the desire to stay at work for hours upon hours or travel from venue to venue. I am learning to place limits upon myself.

After my surgery and the ordeal with flesh eating bacteria, I replaced the weight I lost and continued to add to the weight I replaced. My friends have been courteous in not remarking on my gain—family not so much. August enjoys and demands at least two walks a-day. His exercise has become my salvation as I walked the two and three miles a-day. These walks allow me the chance to clear my mind of burdens, and take some time to recharge and refresh as I prepare for the day.

August and I even have a moment of Turner and Hooch as he notices strangers near my location, his bark intimidating, his bite scary.

August was one of a 1000 strays that are abandoned, discarded, and cast away each day across America. August, one of the lucky ones found by a rescue organization, placed in a foster home with a chance for a new life—a new beginning.


The different Humane Societies located in a community need your assistance.   Many are struggling to make donations and other funds stretch to meet the needs of veterinarian bills, food, and other necessities to care for the animals placed in their organization.

Without Humane Societies those animals rescued would be condemned to an early death. When you rescue a pet—remember they may very well be rescuing you.

(Editor’s note- today is Giving Tuesday.  If you could spare $5 or $10 August and Echo would greatly appreciate your efforts.  You may donate on the Helotes Echo Facebook profile, or contact the HHS at (210) 422-6242.  Thank you for your assistance, and August say’s woof)

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