Hello friends, my name is Charlie. I know that you’re my friends, because I love everyone I meet. Here is my story.…..
I lived my whole life in the same home. In August 2024 without warning, I was dropped off at a shelter in Easton, CT. The Animal Control officer realized that I was older — and likely needing special care — he thoughtfully reached out to Westie Rescue of New England who immediately went into action. The next day my foster mom Darlene arrived at the shelter to take me home.
I was confused with all of the changes but I knew I was in a good place. I received the first of many medicated baths to help heal my skin along with lots of good food and cuddle time. Two days later, I went to see the vet. They checked me from top to bottom, taking lots of blood tests.
I had two badly infected ears, skin problems, very bad teeth and they were most concerned about a large, painful mass I had on my foot.
They scheduled me for surgery and I came through it like a champ! My bad teeth were removed, my ears have been treated and are so much better and best of all the scary tumor on my foot was benign! My future is bright now and at 11 years young I am feeling great!
My foster moms, Darlene and Hester, could not resist my charm and are now “Failed Fosters”. I personally think that is the best kind of foster. Today, I live with my two, loving moms and my adorable and very busy one-year-old Westie sister, Agnes. I have already been on two, fun-filled family vacations. I love to travel, and I am living my best life — a life I could have only dreamed of!
Thank you, WestieMed, for all your support and for helping Westie Rescue of New England to help me. My golden years will surely be the best ever!
Update July 14, 2025:
This is Me Now! 🐾
Woof! Charlie here, reporting for duty from my forever home!
Remember me? The sad pup who showed up at the shelter almost a year ago? Well, plot twist – I’m actually the HAPPIEST boy now! My foster moms were supposed to be temporary, but joke’s on them because I’m never leaving. Foster fail? More like foster WIN!
Turns out I’m not actually a grumpy old man – I’m a lovable goofball who just needed the right humans who could figure out my secret: I speak Russian! “Sidet” means sit, “lapa” means paw, and “idi syuda” means come here. My moms learned my language just for me. Talk about dedication!
Life is pretty sweet now. I’ve got my baby sister Agnes (she’s 2 and thinks she’s the boss – adorable), two amazing moms, and a passport practically! We’ve been to Colonial Williamsburg, Florida, the Carolinas, New York, and all over Connecticut. I’m basically a travel influencer now.
My daily schedule? Sleep till noon (obviously), demand breakfast (did I mention I LOVE food?), play with Agnes, go for adventures, swimming, car rides, more food, cuddles, and repeat. When I’m really happy, I do my signature play bow with my butt in the air – it’s my thing.
Sure, I bark like a German Shepherd trapped in a Westie body, and yes, I’m still stubborn as heck. But I’m healthy, happy, and living my best life as a 12-year-old who acts like a puppy again.
Thanks for not giving up on this old boy! 🥰❤️
Tail wags and happy wiggles, Charlie