Anyone know my 'Outlaw Sister?' Well, she loves dogs and that's putting it very mildly. She'd home 4,000 of em if she could and she's probably helped that many find homes in her 60+ years here on Earth. Oh, and she feeds deer in her driveway EVERY morning, uh huh, including her favorite, 'Honey', who only has one eye.
VICTOR? The HECK does this have to do with Scrim?
Trust me, I'll get there. Meet Michelle Cheramie. She's like my 'Outlaw' SIL in her canine love.
She lives in NOLA, has traded her several degree career to open (with her hubby) Zues' Rescues dog adoption agency.
Not much good came from Katrina in 2005, Michelle and her hubby lost everything that wasnt in their truck - but, she could steer a boat and she knew streets without the street signs.... so, Michelle to the rescue, many (not barking up tree for pun, promise.)
They also now groom hounds so they'll have money to fill bowls with Alpo and OLD Roy, as well as Cheerios and Raviolios for themself. I don't know that (Cheerios, Raviolios) for a fact, but, FOOD, hopefully you get the idea.
Victor? SCRIM!
Borrowing from Alvin the chipmunk, "OOOOOOKKKKK!"
Way back in the Fall of 2023, Michelle rescued Scrim from a suburban 'kill shelter.'
Finally, in April, Michelle found a home for the wiry, white terrier mix with the radar ears.
Scrim no likey containment. He bootscooted his new home, soon. Michelle surmises he's scared, figures he was perhaps abused.
Scrim went on the lam for SIX MONTHS. Feeling somewhat personally responsible, and fearing the worst might happen to Scrim, she virtually convinced the whole dang city to keep an eye out.
Over 400 sightings, many live, many via Ring cameras, are now being charted online in hopes of pinpointing the little dudes whereabouts.
As word spread, many put food bowls on their porch, and he was photographed multiple times chowing down at various houses. Michelle begged folks not to chase Scrim for fear of him getting hit by a car.
One October day, a caller spotted Scrim, Michelle hustled across town, tranquilizer gun in hand. She'd been shooting guns her entire life but had nevershot a living thing. She "had to psych myself out to shoot something I cared so much about."
Aimed yep. To vet where they found two pellets where Scrim had been shot before. Scrim was cared for, kenneled back to Michelle's house - "Never a gun again, I'll shoot nets if it happens again.
So? She finds another home?Scrim happy, Paul Harvey, good day?"
Ahm, close your canine teeth there blog reader. Nope, Scrim, a hound of many Zip Codes, found an open window.... 2nd floor,thirteen feet off the ground. Yep, on the lam again, Scrim can't wait to get on the lam again.
Months, many spottings, no capture. That's the way, uh huh uh huh, he likes it.
Christmas Eve, no reported spotting for over 40 hours. Thinking the worst, then holy guacamole, boo koo sightings.
The City's celebratory resident fireworks propelled Scrim 3.3 miles on the way out of town... cameras found him safe, healthy..
To date, Scrim still roams. He's even been selected to be the mascot for the upcoming Celebrate Canal. His face will be on signs and decorations soon.
Residents are torn between hoping he stays a wild canine destined for a feral life (Michelle has personally received threats and several mean [unfounded] reports of "he's dead at such-n-such location"). . And others, hope he's caught, found, for his own good.
Of course we all hope for a good closure, especially Michelle, who will never give up looking, hoping.
Ya gotta love Scrim's spirit (Michelle's too.)
Love, Victurd
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