FB_IMG_1443005858463I came across an ad on Craigslist for a St. Bernard and it sounded desperate. After inquiring back and receiving a photo of him in deplorable conditions, looking sad and in need of health care (and love), we knew he was ours and we HAD to rescue him. When we met to see him, he jumped in our truck and refused to get out. His eyes begged to go. His ribs were showing, he had lost a lot of hair, his ears were horribly infected and he had open sores on his irritated skin. After almost three months of vet visits we nursed him back to health. After a few hours of being home, his demeanor changed from aloof and afraid to calm and grateful. We named him Philbert Winston. He and I connected the minute we met and our bond has grown into something many only wish they could have. He is one of the most caring, loving, funny, protective, calm, amazing dogs I have ever known. Prior to rescuing Phil, I was suffering complications from my epilepsy. Depression and anxiety set in and between it all, I struggled to understand why I was at this place. Feeling very alone and sometimes scared. I know that God brought Phil to us. He senses things, helps keep me calm and when I am sick, stays by my side for hours. He is the epitome of unconditional love. I truly believe he has saved my life. Simply by bringing a light back into it and by being his goofy, wonderful self. We are blessed because we have him in our lives.