First I want to start this note by letting you all know that Leia was adopted!!!! Thank you to every person that supported my questions, offered advice, and sent food/collar to support her.
Now onto the new saga.
Two days ago, about 7:45am, my phone rang.
Not surprised at all because he calls me a lot on his way to work. Generally something funny he heard on the radio , something he wanted to remind me, or the last minute “I love you’s.” I love to hear from him that early, before the day really gets going.
I answer the phone and he tell me that a woman in his office called him and there was a dog outside the door of their building behind a trash can.
Great. A dog. I already knew where this was going. I wished him good luck and waited. About 30 minutes passed and I text him to ask how doggate was going. Turns out there was no dog when he got there so he went about his business.
As luck would have it later in the day the dog came back.
And after sharing half his pork sandwich and coleslaw, she allowed him to pick her up.
Then I got the 2nd call.
“Can I take it to the vet? Looks really bad.”
When God presents you with a way to help someone or something, you take it.
And so he did.
He said that when he wrapped his coat around her and picked her up she just said “thank you” with her eyes. Someone finally noticed. Someone finally helped.
Since I knew that this animal was undoubtedly coming home to my family and going to be put into my arms to find a home of some sort, I called the vet and asked them to please take “before pictures”. Chris had told me they were gonna have to shave its fur because it was so matted and I wanted to make sure I knew the condition of the dog so I could network properly. This is good advice for someone that rescues an animal…once you shave its fur off its really hard to tell the breed.
Because all the check up tests and shaving her was going to be really expensive, it was easier to just get what our vet calls the “never seen a vet before” pack, which covered all her parasite tests, heart-worm test and guard, shaving, bath, nail clipping, rabies vaccination, and giardia. Sigh. Sure. Like we always try to say in our home, “it’s just money, we will make more of it.”
Here is what the vet sent me before the shave:
Honestly I was shocked how bad it was. Her fur was pulling away from her skin.
When he brought her home she looked like a drowned rat.
And she followed him around like a knight.
We named her Karma.
To be honest, she is a good dog. VERY good dog. For being abused and beat down, thrown out and ignored, she had nothing but trust when it came to us. She was nice to our animals and great with our kids. I kept her mostly kenneled for her safety because of her needing to be healed, but when she was out she was adorable and sweet and offered up kisses at every chance.
I really wanted to get on here and chastise the people that did this. That threw her out on a busy highway. She wasn’t fixed, she is way underweight and starving, and she was full of parasites. It makes me furious that this is the behavior that so many exhibit when it comes to animals.
But instead of going on and on about that, I just want to say thank you.
Thank you to everyone that helped out, that networked on my personal and public Facebook pages, that helped me find her a rescue agency that could take her in to heal her and make sure she is placed in a kind and loving home for the rest of her life. I just dropped her off today at a vets office that is already taking steps to help her skin and she will be picked up tomorrow by Schnauzer Love Rescue, a fantastic agency doing great things for Schnauzer dogs. They are a 501 C Non-Profit so you are able to donate to her or any other dogs recovery, please consider it.
If you cannot adopt then foster, if you cannot foster then volunteer, if you cannot volunteer then donate, if you cannot donate then educate.
Last but not least I wanted to say that it only takes one person to make a difference. How many people passed this dog on the way to work, or store, or home? It took just one moment to help. Just a day to change her whole world. And not just with animals, with all things. It’s very easy to go about your day, to ignore, to tell yourself its someone elses problem. It is not.
If not you…then who?