Their story
About Bandit
About two years ago, Bandit began sneaking onto our property at night to eat, earning the name “Bandit”—our little thief in the night. He was terrified of people but never aggressive, and for nearly a year we patiently worked to earn his trust. One day he arrived limping and bleeding, then disappeared for two weeks. When he returned exhausted and in severe pain, he finally allowed us close enough to help. A veterinarian discovered that Bandit had been shot and his front leg was broken and already healing incorrectly. Surgery was beyond our means, but the veterinarian assured us he could still live a happy, healthy life with a permanent limp. Bandit later completed heartworm treatment and made a full recovery. Today he often hops on three legs, but nothing slows him down. He is gentle, loving, and has come an incredibly long way.