Mouchka

Mouchka

Schnauzer male, 5 years old, who mimics sirens (ambulance, fire)… and jazz! He had a green patterned scarf, beige collar + blue medal (Vet. Lubrina) blue extensible leash.

Saturday, April 27, 15:30. On Beaubien between St-Hubert and Chateaubriand, I attached him to a pole at the entrance to the alley next to the Naturist, the time to print, at the UPS Store, a tribute to my friend who was getting married that night. And when I left, no more dog! The salesperson of the Naturist saw “a gentleman of a certain age” take the dog westbound: she thought he was his. This is an emotional dependant dog who will aaoouuuu sometimess when I go into a store, maybe he thought he was abandoned? This dog is very important to me. I not only love him, but I’m orally deaf and he is “my ears”, for example, he barks when the doorbell rings. He is also a legacy of my deceased brother, my little zootherapist!   Help me find him, thank you! Yes yes, you will have a reward!

UPDATE : According to reports, the man who walked away with the dog responds to the following description: Aboriginal, 55-58 years, long white hair, 1m78, 180 lbs, appearance of an itinerant, he would have taken the dog by saying that He would bring him into the woods and take care of him, leaving on Beaubien westbound.

UPDATE : Words can not express, Mouchka’s little body was found yesterday morning, April 30th. From Véro (from French)

Thank you for all your words of support. Mushka was found this morning in the inter-station between Jarry and Jean-Talon, he was struck by the subway. He probably tried to escape the itinerant man who had stolen him. I just pick up his body and put him in his bed.
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I’m leaving up the history so that people can understand this tragedy, and that it only took a moment for Mouchka to be snatched away. RIP beautiful little soul.

Pépé

Pépé

My heartfelt condolences to Marie and family on the loss of their beloved Pépé, taken away far too soon.

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.

Tolstoy

RIP little one.