Burka Loca
Well, it’s been almost a week since she came into our lives. We’d talked about picking up a pup and checked our local pound. They had few younger dogs to choose from, and of those only two that looked like what we wanted, small non poodle type pups. Well, I picked one out and made arrangements for her to be spayed and then I’d pick her up. When we came by on the appointed day, she’d contracted the parvo virus and didn’t survive. And nothing else in the pound caught our eye. So we went to the neighboring city pound and there we found much better conditions for the animals as well as a way to check them out better, we could actually interact with them in an open yard. There was one little black pup that caught my eye, but she was more than shy, she seemed terrified of people. They had three month old or so pups that looked about ready to burst from their overstuffed tummies, but they had a lot of poodle in them (apparently) and I didn’t want one THAT young either. There was a three legged bitch that kept following me around, but she was much older than we’d thought and I wasn’t sure about my ability to adjust to the needs of a three legged animal. And there was an ugly mutt with a severe undershot jaw and a hairdo that looked like something out of the movie “Gremlins”. But the one that really stood out was a small black and tan bitch about three to four months old that while not overly friendly wasn’t extremely shy either. And when I saw her brighten up at the sight of the folks who cared for her, well that clinched the deal. So we asked for more info and they said she’d shown up with one eye hanging out, apparently abandoned on the street and who knows WHAT happened. But they got her eye back in and she’d healed up well. So we signed on the dotted line and brought her home, with a commitment to take her back for her shots and spaying once she’d overcome the swelling still found around her eye. No permanent damage apparent there, but she also has a hernia. Poor thing, she’s had a rough life, but you can’t tell it now! She does well in the backyard on her own when we’re out, no whining or fussing at all. And when we’re in the house and let her in, she’s right behind us, nipping our heels and letting us know she loves attention. She’s no longer the shy little scrawny pup we picked up just five days ago, she’s really blossomed out and is already gaining weight. Our main worry is that she’ll not be as small as we’d thought, if she keeps growing like this she may outgrow her crate! Anyway, enough for words. I’ll toss in a couple thousand words’ worth below…
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