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The Power of One: O Henry Part II

In part one of the series I introduced you to Henry’s introduction into Peace for Pits when he received a last hour reprieve sparing his life.  This week I sat down with the little fellow and he answered my questions regarding life beyond the cages of Chicago Animal Control and Care as he prepares for his forever family.

Peace for Pits, Inc. Henry

Peace for Pits, 
Henry enjoys his American Bagel bone

  Keep Calm Dog Name: Henry O’Henry Foster Guardian’s: Tom & Lisa Dog Age: 1 year Dog Breed: Pit Bull Mix Siblings: (human): Sage, 13, Amanda, 11 Harmony, 12 Classes attended/attending: will begin @ Narnia in April My nickname is: Hen  


We are family, I have all my fosters hanging with me.

The type of family I am searching for to share my life with will be available to spend generous amounts of time with me, offer lots of petting, attention, cuddle time and love.

When I grow up I want to be: a happy family dog with good manners.

My favorite place to sleep is: on the couch with foster momma, but then she puts me in my crate for the night. However, I would sleep in the big beds upstairs if they would invite me to do so.

Henry and Foster Dad Tom

Henry and Foster Dad Tom

My favorite holiday is: St Patricks Day because that’s my 1st family holiday after being released from dog jail.

My best friend is: Alexa, I liked her right away, her lap was mine.


Henry looking for a snack.

My favorite treat: carrots, spinach, olives, celery, cucumber, kale & lettuce.  I am a veggie dog, living green keeps the body clean and lean.

My favorite toy: tire

My favorite season of the year is: warm weather, not a fan of cold, rain nor heavy winds.

My favorite trip was when we went to: so far it’s been whenever Aunt Cyn takes me in the car into town to run errands.  My ultimate ride was when we  left the city on my FREEDOM ride. My favorite quote is: “This is Henry’s toy!” My favorite pastime activity: sitting- I love to just sit on my own & look at my family & say “look what a good boy I am!”


Henry sitting in his spot on the sofa

 I look really cute when I: hop toward my toys to fetch them, or run/gallop back with them in  my mouth to share with my family. The biggest mess I ever made was: a little puke in my crate, but I was careful to move my blanket out of the way & politely puke in just the little corner of crate. The first thing I ate that I wasn’t supposed to: shoes, but I just nibbled on them. The one time I was a hero was: staying alive on the streets as a stray and then surviving at the shelter until my freedom day. I am really good at: getting attention, just ask the neighbors and all my fosters friends.  Girls just can’t resist how handsome I am and ask to meet me and give me a petting.

Henry strutting his stuff

Henry strutting his stuff

I am sometimes afraid of: the dark, nighttime outside is scary, also an opossum or field mouse may startle me. The one thing I can’t resist is: snuggling on couch next to humans. 1964883_10200734549805914_865602595_n I think my siblings  are: Sage- loud & energetic, Amanda- loving & compassionate, Harmony- gentle & caring

Foster brother and Henry

Foster brother Sage and Henry

My toughest challenge so far has been: going back into the crate when my family leaves the house. Please share something that you learned from your dog and what they have meant to your family. We have learned that the negative stereotype about pit bulls are untrue and that Henry is a calm & gentle pup. He is very loving and makes a great addition to the family.  Henry enjoys joining in all family activities and wants to be in the thick of things constantly. How/Why the dog’s name was chosen: His name came about from the candy bar O’Henry which is chocolate and caramel. Also, because his foster Auntie’s said we’d be saying “O’Henry you’re too cute” or “O’Henry your’re so smart”, or “O’Henry you’re a little stinker”.  He loves his name, his ears perk right up when he hears it and he comes running when called.  Henry fits him perfectly. What is it about their particular breed that you are fond of? In Henry’s case, he is a pit bull mix.  He is on the smaller size at under 40 lbs, very intelligent, quick learner, loves the kids, mannered baby boy who has been a great family dog.  He has the build of his bigger family members but fits perfectly into our town home style living. Everything you love about the breed in a bite size package.

Henry sharing the sofa

Henry sharing the sofa

Thank you to Tom, Lisa and Henry for their participation in the interview.


If you are interested in adopting Henry, please complete an application on the Peace for Pits website, click here.

Henry begins his obedience training on April 1st, he will be attending a 6 week session In Home.

The Power of One : O’Henry

The Power of One is a series of articles about canines and the people who saved them. One person, at one moment can make all the difference to one animal.  The journey of a dog being rescued can be long, their path can be filled with many people taking on the role of that one person to assure they get their second chance at life.

Introducing A 102121: Part I

A 102121 used to identify him, PA028 is the kennel number he called home for the last days.  He arrived at Chicago Animal Care and Control on January 26, 2014 as a stray picked up in the Englewood (Chicago) neighborhood.

A 8 month old, brown Merle and White Pit Bull Terrier.  The percentages for A 102121 to receive a reprieve and second chance at life dropped with every turning of the calendars pages.

The reality is Pit Bull Terrier’s face discrimination through Breed Select Legislation (BSL), are saddled with a bad reputation through misrepresentation and suffer from over breeding due to ignorance of owners, backyard breeders and criminal enterprises.

A 102121 had the cards stack against him the minute he took his first breath in this world. He doesn’t know what Breed Specific Legislation (BSL) is, or why people fear him, or why his kind suffer abuse through forced breeding.  And he’ll never understand what enjoyment can possibly be derived from forcing brother to kill brother in a ring for money. Or the evil of torturing his sister until her body gives out and her last breath drawn.

He only knows unconditional love –  no different than any other of man’s furry best friends.  He wants to give out kisses, cuddle up close for comfort, feel your hand stroke the length of his back, or tickle his tummy with belly rubs.  He wants to have fresh water, food and a safe place to lay his head at night.  He lives to be your best friend, your loyal buddy, your guardian and companion without ever questioning gender, breed, financial potential or misgivings.

A 102121 went from “adoptable” to “death-row”.  Literally, he moved from one area of the shelter to another, just like the “big house” down in Joliet, Illinois.

The fine volunteers of the CACC transfer team had taken a liking to A 102121, as they do with all of the dogs they care for while pleading for rescues to come to their aid.

These people are the true warriors and heroes of rescue work in animal welfare. They are these dogs saving grace, the one person who uses their voice to start a dog on it’s journey to a second chance.  They are also the one person often to give a gentle touch or say a kind word to a dog whose second chance didn’t come. Bless you for all you do when so many others do not.

They saw potential in the small brown Merle & White Pittie named Ramon Rampage.  A Facebook plea went out by Peace for Pits rescue: “This brindle guy has 5 days to find a foster home or he’d be put to sleep. He is young, and lacks social skills. So he needs to be an only pet until we can build up his positive experiences with other dogs. If you can foster, please fill out an application online at www.peaceforpitsrescue.org”

I began sharing their plea on my personal page.  A 102121/Ramon Rampage/Wild Child/Brindle Guy had that look that said, “I am too young to die.  I have so much to see and do. There is garbage bins to knock over, mud puddles to roll in, car rides to take, cuddles to be had and kisses to be given; where is my best friend?”

Then came the day.  His last hour.  I didn’t want to look to see if he had been edited with the all now too familiar “RIP” on his listing. I felt as though if I didn’t look, it meant it didn’t happen.

I finally gave in and instead I sent Peace for Pits  co-founder, Megan Lindberg an email asking.  She replied she didn’t have the heart to email CACC as of yet, the news was probably not what she wanted to hear.  And just as I thought to myself “at least I am not the only ignoring the inevitable…

Her reply email arrived, “He’s ALIVE” is all it said.  It’s all it had to say.  Christmas morning had come early.

I put out another plea; this time tagging a couple I knew didn’t own a dog and praying maybe they would spot my plea and succumb to his need. I offered to train him, be his dog walker, dog sit him, whatever it would take to enable them to home him as fosters.

At 6pm that evening, they responded with a Facebook pm asking what they needed to do to help.  “Yes!  There was the chance he could be saved.”

They completed the foster paperwork and sent it to Peace for Pits (P4P’s) rescue.  I emailed P4P’s and asked them to please look for the application and to consider putting A 201121 on hold at the CACC until they reviewed the information.

At 1am I received Megan’s email saying, “Brindle guy is on hold. Lisa is now approved as his foster.”

Amen.  I can rest now.

The next day, Megan confirmed with CACC that A 201121 was  a “save”.  I received an email asking when would be a good time to “bust him out”.  Like I said, “just like the big house in Joliet”.  

She gave me the honor of joining her team on this special day. Ashley, one of A 201121 supporters, Megan’s husband and rescue co-founder, Mike and my sister Jill were there for the “busting out” party.

He came running out from behind the doors leading away from the kennels, pulling Ashley and right into Jill as she bent to greet him.  This little dude was saying, “Hey ladies, let’s blow this joint and now!”

Megan, Mike and Ashley loaded us up with his new belongings courtesy of the rescue. Jill placed the little dude in his crate and we set off on his freedom ride.

He rested the trip heading out of the city and to his new life.  Freedom looked good on him.  This is when Jill named him Henry, “He looks like caramel and chocolate, like an O’Henry candy bar, she said, as we tested out names. “Henry is also a gentle name”, she added.

She called out, “Henry”, and his head shot up in the crate.  She called it out a couple of more times, with his ears perking up and his eyes widening.  And so, A 201121 became Henry.

We arrived at our home where he happily bathed, washing away the ick of kennel life.  We picked out some new toys, bed and fleece blankets from our stash and played for a bit to chill before returning to the road for the next leg to his foster home.

Henry’s foster family couldn’t contain themselves and came out to greet him on the driveway.  He immediately went for a walk around the yard for a chance to relieve himself before heading in for the grand tour of the main living space.

His crate, otherwise known as Henry’s Dog Cave set up and playtime commenced. Henry proved a quick learner and after all the family introductions, more new toys, tours of the house and some quick training, little Henry was ready for nap time.

But for the grace of God and the empathy of multiple people who chose to be that one person who said “No. Not today. I will not let you die.” Henry lives.

The power of one person at one moment makes all the difference.

Please don’t wait until “someday” to reach out and help, be that one person today.  The Henry’s of the world don’t have the option of someday.



Find Henry on Petfinder

(foster-sister not included)

In Part II, you’ll read my interview with the cutie himself, Henry and meet the people who raised their voices for him.