Blue was born in the Czech Republic to a breeder who loved him
very much and when she sold him, she thought he had a great
future and she thought the people who bought him would love him
just as much as she did.
for Johnny Blue this was not the case. He was sold to the US to
the puppy auction where he was sold to a puppy mill. Over a
period of several years he was auctioned off many times.
Blue was rescued in January 2007 at nine years old. It is almost
a miracle that he is still alive after living in such horrible
conditions. Physically, he was in pretty good health when he
came in, considering the lack of health care, but his emotional
state has suffered the most.
Blue’s story is one of great sadness as he once belonged to a
family. He knew what a “good” life was all about and loved
his family. When he was sold, he never understood what he did
wrong and his heart ached for his family for he missed them
terribly. He sat and wondered what it was he did wrong for them
to no longer want him.
His days in the puppy mill were nothing like he was used to and
he saw many horrible things. He shut down his heart in order to
survive and after being sold many more times at the auction, he
all but gave up his will to live.
Blue came to me with the darkest, saddest eyes I’ve ever
looked into. He had no sign of emotion and he was very aloof.
I’m sure he had no idea what he was in for and was gearing up
for another life in hell. I cannot describe the sadness in my
heart when I looked at him as he reminded me of being dead; he
was breathing but he was not living.
knew that I had to make sure I did things right with Johnny Blue
as this was his last chance at happiness and I wanted to make
sure his faith in mankind was rekindled. I reached down deep and
searched my soul for answers to help him come alive. I even had
a pet communicator do a reading on him as I wanted to make sure
I took the right direction in helping him. She confirmed what I
seemed to already know. I started talking to him and when I took
him out, I would take the time to pet him and rub him so he
would get used to my touch. I also
put blankets in his crate so that I would know whether or
not he would like a bed.
He loved the blankets and made himself a bed so
I bought him a real one.
I brought him home a stuffed pheasant toy that he loved right
away. He remembered he loved toys and he remembered missing the
bed that he’d had so long ago. I am determined that Johnny
Blue will regain his will to live and that his heart will heal.
not had him that long but he is making progress and he does act
happy to see me when I get home. He and I’ve had a few play
dates and he has shown that he isn’t too far gone and that he
wants to trust and love again but the pain of losing his family
almost did him in.
flow often when dealing with Johnny Blue as he is such a good
natured boy and to think of how he was treated, breaks my heart
to say the least. It will take time for him to realize he is in
a good place and that he never has to worry about being hurt
Blue is going to be one of my biggest challenges but I will take
as much time as needed to see that he finds peace within himself
and finds the serenity he so desperately needs. I cannot wait to
see the day that he comes alive like all the others and I know
it is only a matter of time.
has so much to offer and he deserves nothing but the best and I
am determined to see that it happens.
some soul searching and wondering what was best for this old
guy, I came to the conclusion that he should live out the rest
of his days at McLendon Land.
has not come easy to Johnny and to re-home him once again would
cause him great distress so after being accepted by the other
“house” clumbers, we all agreed that he would spend the rest
of his days here running, playing and hopefully recapturing some
of his youth that he lost while being forced to live in the
look forward to the day when the memories of his days at the
puppy mill have faded away and he is the care free Clumber he
Blue is my oldest rescue and I must confess one close to my
heart as I’ve had to work for every ounce of affection he’s
given me. In the beginning, it was not easy as he was not keen
on trusting me or anything that I did. It was clear right away
that he was not going to allow me any leeway with his heart.
“bit” me a few times but never with animosity; however, it
was with enough force to let me know that he meant business.
Even though I was a little worried that he might take a good
bite out of me, he never did and my perseverance paid off as now
I can do anything with him that I need to. He will still
“pinch” me if I do something he isn’t happy with but he is
oh so very gentle.
Blue’s eyes lacked not only a twinkle but they were vacant,
his will to live was almost completely
lost – now he has that twinkle back and he gets excited
to see me at the end of the day and he is very vocal letting me
know what he wants. Hearing him vocalize his wants/needs is
music to my ears, because when he first came to McLendon Land he
came in never uttering a sound.
long after making the decision to make him a “personal
clumber” I tried to move him up to our bedroom to sleep with
the other “personal clumbers”, but he declined and wanted to
go back to the sunroom to sleep with the other rescues. I did as
he wished and did not force the issue as I must do what makes
him happy and content.
I doubt Johnny
Blue will ever forget his past but I feel he is slowly coming to
accept that he is at a good place now and that he can enjoy life
without worrying about anything else. He enjoys going on long
hikes and during those hikes I get a glimpse of the younger,
carefree clumber that he once was. Those are times that I stop
and really appreciate the fact that he gave me a chance, a
chance to prove that not all humans are bad and that there are
reasons for him to go on.
there was one thing Johnny missed when living in the puppy mill
it was having a soft bed to sleep on, and if I have to wash it
or take it away for any reason, he gets very anxious. Once he
sees that I am giving it back, he dances around doing the
clumber wiggle to the point where I have a hard time putting it
back in his crate. I get so excited when his “inner puppy”
comes out because I know then that I’ve made progress and that
we are going to have a great life together.
old guy still makes my eyes tear up and makes me say
“thanks” every day for the day my husband, Edward went to
rescue him. The odds were stacked against us but the angels
blessed us and sent him home to McLendon Land. I will never
forget that day because I was so afraid to ask Edward if he got
him. I knew if he didn’t, Johnny’s chances of a happy
life were running out. He would have died in a puppy mill never
knowing that kindness existed. Now every day he experiences
happiness and knows that he matters, that he is loved, and that
he is cherished.