I would like you to meet Harp.
But don't walk toward him or talk above a whisper at him or really even look at him.
You are scary to him and he is terrified of what you *could* do to him.
He only knows humans as frightening things that are mostly unknown to him
except for the abuse and neglect he existed through for 3 years.
Three years of living outdoors in the elements with only an open-ended garbage can for shelter
along with hundreds of other animals suffering the same fate on a hoarder's property.
That atrocity resulted in him being extremely fearful and withdrawn,
and physically he was a mess as well.
When NEBCR was able to save him in July of this year when
all the animals on the property were seized by the ASPCA,
Harp looked like this:
Sun-bleached/matted fur, slightly underweight and an ear infection.
Through basic vet care the infection has cleared, and with a couple grooming session,
all the extra undercoat has been brushed out thanks to his wonderful previous foster mom, Amy.
So now he almost looked like a different dog.
So while today he's afraid of the world...
I would like for him to one day instead think of all the things that we *could do together*,
and that his tail would wag at the thought of it and wag even harder when he gets to do the fun things.
But baby steps, first I would just want him to think of me and where he is right now as safe.
A place filled with lots of treats and walks and warm beds.
We have months yet to go, but there's a big world of awesome out there, Harp.
I hope you'll let me help you figure it all out.