Wasabi

Wasabi

This is the story of Wasabi

This is Wasabi previously named Luke . He was apparently found with a cord attached to him,with his hair matted to it ,which he broke free from. I’m told he most likely was tired up to a butcher and was able to escape.

He was found by a college girl  one very rainy night who saw him wandering the street dirty and hair matted, looking for food. She somehow lured him to her with a piece of food on a stick. Once she had him, she contacted Nid who was known as a dog rescuer who would help rescued dogs and keep the dog from being beaten by local police or killed for food.  Nid could not get to Wasabi that night since it was pouring rain so hard and convinced her to keep him in her room overnight. Luckily she did and handed him over to Nid the next morning. From there Nid cleaned him up and got him up to date on his shots. He was put up for adoption through China Rescue DogS. When I contacted the rescue I told them I was very interested in adopting a male dog from them. That was my only specification other than not too old and must be good with young children. I was told they had the perfect male dog for us, Number 7, aka Luke, age 2.  We adopted him sight unseen. It took roughly two to three months before he made his official trip over to the United States. He flew into JFK from Shanghai and then traveled to NC before being picked up by a friend and driven down to South Florida to start his new life.
When he first came to us he only weighed 55 pounds and didn’t have a clue . He paid zero attention to us and at first I worried he was deaf. I soon realized he just had never had a name, and nobody had ever spoken directly to him so he didn’t know to pay attention to anything more than a whistle or clapping of hands. We tried using our Alexa to speak to him in Chinese, and Mandarin, only to realize he didn’t know any words at all.  The first few weeks he had to learn to listen for his new name, he learned it was ok to open a door with his paws instead of patiently wait for someone to open it for him to enter, and he learned it was ok to jump onto a bed to be loved. In the close to 5 months we have had him now , he has gained 30 pounds, and sleeps better than anyone as you can tell from his snoring. He loves the dog park, loves to come drop the kids off at school in the morning, loves belly rubs and just wants to be loved all the time. He is my shadow and follows me everywhere. He can run outside without a leash because we know he isn’t going anywhere. He also has come to learn that if we yell at him for his own good( like stay away from the frog), he won’t be hit, won’t start crying and won’t turn over like he use to in fear. His fur has now grown in and hides the deep forehead indention from a blow to the head we don’t want to think about.  The few scars he had and wounds in his legs have healed and he is loved beyond measure now. Never to return or know ever again what it’s like to be nothing.  He is our Wasabi Torlucci.