13. Sounds like so long ago. But things happen. Don’t they?
Let’s do the good news first, OK? We got a call this evening from Ralph, who adopted Tippy and Copper just a few days ago. He wanted to report on the kids’ first visit to their new veterinarian. Copper was pronounced in outstanding health, and Tippy’s report was generally good but tempered by what we continue to believe is lupus on her muzzle. Their vet’s working with a nearby university that’s developing some new tests related to lupus and Tippy’s going to participate in the program (at least that’s the impression I got from Ralph). So, everything is going great there!
Better yet, we had another adoption last night!! A woman to whom Barbara had been talking for some time came over to adopt Echo. She had very recently lost (to old age) one of her three Shelties. The other two came over with her to meet Echo. They were elderly (one is 13, the other about 8 or 9 I think), very sweet and gentle, and got along fine with Echo. Echo really seemed to like the woman and didn’t mind the other two Shelties, so we decided this was right. The woman called today to let us know that everything is going OK, but that Echo isn’t eating. Barbara reassured her that Echo didn’t eat when he first came to us, either, but that he would start eating in a day or two. Hooray…another dog off to a forever home!
Tippy and Copper were barely out of the house (and Echo still here), on their way to their new home in Oregon, before we got a call from a couple to whom we adopted a largish Sheltie named Laddy almost exactly two years ago . The economy has taken its toll on them and they had become unable to spend any time with Laddy; I got the impression that they were both working two jobs or something like that. Anyway, they very unhappily needed to return Laddy to us. He’s been here for 3 or 4 days now, and he’s a little bit clingy…wants me to pet him almost continuously. He’s relaxing some, though, and is now sleeping upstairs in the bedroom with us. He’s a great guy. Even though his adoptive daddy told us that Laddy had not completely gotten over his issues (reported in his adoption day story), we haven’t seen any evidence at all of that.
But the real story is what happened today. This morning, Barbara told me that she’d had a call from an animal control facility down in Utah County, about 30 or 45 minutes south of here, about a Sheltie they’d found wandering the streets. Barbara checked the picture they shelter’d put up on the web to confirm that the dog was really a Sheltie and was immediately concerned about the apparent poor condition of the dog. She left the house almost immediately to go retrieve the girl.
When she got back home with "Sage" (which is the name the shelter gave her), I was horrified. I wasn’t positive that this girl would live until I got her upstairs, never mind to the vet’s! She seems to be very old, her eyes were so runny and gunky that we could barely see the eyeballs…and there was little evidence that she could see at all, she was wheezing like she had fluid in her lungs, shivering from the cold and seemingly from pain, and Barbara said that she wasn’t really able to walk, perhaps due to a broken leg. And, of course, her teeth were horrible. Also, she has worse mats on her legs than I have every seen…ever! This girl looked worse than anything we’ve had come into our program in quite a while.
At the moment I’m writing this, Barbara has Sage, as well as Justice, at the vet. She’s been gone for more than 1.5 hours, so I’m very curious to find out what the vet had to say. I’ll be surprised if she lasts the night, although Barbara did give her subcutaneous fluids to rehydrate her some…that might actually have saved her life long enough to get to the vet’s.
We’ll keep you posted on what is going on.