Thorp was 4 1/2 when I rescued him from a puppy mill auction. He had spent nearly his whole life in a puppy mill. He was actually born into a good breeder’s home, but somehow found his way to the mill as a mass breeding dog.
In 2008, I was at an auction doing a story on the protest. The protestors told me to go in the barn and see why they were protesting. I did and 3 plus hours later, came out with the oldest dog there. We changed each other’s lives forever.
Thorp was a Chinese Crested Powder Puff. A breed of dog I knew very little about. They are usually the naked dogs, but the Powder Puffs, born in the same litter, have hair.
Thorp was a very fearful mill dog. He knew nothing a normal dog would know. Stairs, toys, grass, people, all scared him. As he began learning the world outside of a cage, I began learning about the world of puppy mills. Together we faced a lot of our darkest fears.