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Nothing in a turbulent three-year marriage prepared Connie Warren for her return home from an out-of-state family funeral at the end of October.
“I asked my husband where my dog was,” Warren recalls. “And he says, ‘I don’t know. I left him outside. He’s gone.’”
Magnus — Warren’s 4-year-old Boerboel she bought for $1,200 prior to her marriage and raised from a 5-week-old puppy — was nowhere to be found.
Not only was Warren in tearful disbelief, her 1-year-old deaf Chihuahua “Remi” searched everywhere for its protective companion.
“Remi whines and cries,” Warren says. “She keeps going to the doors looking for him, but there’s nobody there.”
Where was Magnus?
A few days later, Warren’s husband spilled the truth.
The dog had been kept inside while Warren was away.
“And my husband said, ‘I got tired of him crapping on the floor,’” she says.
“He had apparently gave the dog away to the animal shelter because (Magnus) pooped on the floor. As soon as I knew where he went, I went to go get him at the shelter.”
