Spruce
Maine Man

Spruce
was a three-pound, weeks-old puppy when we met him, just after he and
his siblings were rescued from the streets of the Bronx. We watched him
play with his littermate, grow and ultimately get adopted…and then come
back to us due to a change in his adopter’s life. Unhappily for Spruce,
it happened a few more times—always because of circumstance.
By the time Spruce was nearing his first birthday, he’d almost logged
as much time in the ASPCA Adoption Center as out of it in his short
life. We didn’t want to wait for the perfect person to walk into the
shelter, so via social media we asked our members to help us find a
great home for Spruce. Our wonderful supporters responded in force,
sharing Spruce’s story and goofy pictures and spreading the word about
this special boy.
No surprise: It worked! Cindy B. of Maine saw Spruce on Facebook and
knew in her heart that he was her dog. As soon as she could, Cindy drove
down to New York City and picked up her new best friend.
Even on the ride home, Cindy tells us, Spruce began to blossom. He
was a “perfect gentleman” in the car, and at home, he made fast friends
with resident dogs Precious and Roscoe. That night, Spruce curled up on
the bed with Roscoe and Cindy as though he’d been sleeping there since
puppyhood.
Spruce adjusted quickly to country life, marveling at six wild
turkeys he saw on his first day, then relaxing in front of the sliding
glass door in Cindy’s house, soaking up the sun and watching all the
birds and squirrels in the yard. These days, he loves to play kickball
and hang out with his other dog pals doing normal doggie activities.
“It is very peaceful here in the country, and he is so much more laid
back,” says Cindy. “He doesn't jump or run in the house, and he is
respectful to the other dogs…He is a very intelligent and awesome dog.”
“Sprucegoose,” as Cindy calls him, has finally found his forever home, and we can’t imagine a better one.