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The Story of Satchmo.......
My name is Cyndie and I am a great lover of animals. Not just cute animals like Harp Seals and Dolphins. My heart goes out to the not so cute ones like Alley Cats and ragged Mutts. Well, after losing my dog "Ranger" I went to the shelter. You have to understand, most people go to shelters looking for that cute puppy or that perfect pedigree. Not me, I look for the most un-adoptable animal I can find. No one wants an adult dog who is a mutt who might have an attitude problem. But I do. When I walked into the shelter, I was still heartbroken from my loss of Ranger. I walked right past all of the cute puppies and dogs with pedigree papers and went all the way to the back. I found this huge beast in a cage to small. He didn't look sad, or mad. He just looked like he had accepted what life had given him. He was a 165 pound Irish Wolfhound. I don't know how many people know what an Irish Wolfhound looks like, but it's not a pretty picture. They look like Grey Hounds on steroids with really wiry hair. If that's not bad enough, when he finally got up to greet me (very slowly) I thought he was snarling at me and part of his nose was missing. One of the kids who was working saw my reaction and quickly said," There is nothing that can be done about that", " When he was a puppy he got into a fight with the lawnmower and it won". The kid must have said this to a lot of people, because it was just an explanation, not a "selling point". This may sound corny, but my eyes met the dogs and all I heard was a song from Lois Armstrong. The song was "What a Wonderful World". Now don't get me wrong, it wasn't the words to the song, or the mood, but......that's what I pictured his voice to sound like, if he could speak. At that moment, I knew I had to have him and I named him Satchmo.