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Maysie It hadn’t been long since we had lost Tebbit, Hooch my Shizthu seemed a bit down and we were all ready for another I searched the web looking for the perfect addition to our family. I came across a Website quite by accident and there she was one look at her cheeky face and I was on the phone, 2 days later I was home checked, it turns out the home checker I have known for 17 years, I was no longer in contact with her and did not know she had a dog from a person known as St. Sylvia. She rode home in my sons car all smelly with her fur stained with poo she
was trembling but ate some chocolate on her way home. Home what does that mean to a puppy farm dog? only knowing the confines of her smelly loveless, I suspect dark joyless life, she is terrified of everything the lead, people talking that she can’t see, traffic, tractors and motorcycles, the dishwasher and men. The first 2 days she couldn’t manage the little step into the back garden, 2 days later she had mastered it now the stairs, 4 days later can go up but not down, run up to fetch her when we notice she is missing, one week later up and down like she has always done it, though the incentive is the lovely comfortable bed she shares with mum, dad and her friend Hooch the shitzhu. After four days she seemed to be getting restless looking for a way out of the garden so I thought I might try a walk. I was terrified, the 2 times she had been on the lead she had tried to run and escaped off her collar, well it was 10 ish on the night my neighbour wanted to go with me Hooch was ready to show the way. You have never seen anything like it she was demented, grass! Trees! Bushes! She ran and sniffed and wagged probably never having seen them before and so much space, it will always be her favorite past time. Dinner time is a problem she scoffs her dinner down so quick she is sometimes sick then if we do not watch her will scoff Hooch’s as well, Hooch has lost weight which he needed. The first day has soon as she got home we had to bath her the smell from the months of living in her own poo and that of her friends was overwhelming, a quick bath, then 4 days later a shave to take the poo stained matted fur away, she reminded me of a large hamster when we first had her, scraggly hair with no shape and her tail permanently between her legs. Her visit to the vets was
frightening her teeth need sorting she has a cyst on the back of her neck the
vet thinks is probably from an untreated wound, which has abscessed and then not
been treated, anti-biotic which is
no problem has she will eat
anything. Toilet training well lets just say 3 weeks later we are getting there
I am hiring an industrial cleaner in a few weeks to clean the carpets up. Is it hard work yes is it different to having a rescue dog who knows a house yes, would I have another definitely! To see the joy on her face as she careers’ round the grass and to share the first experiences with her like I have, with rescue dogs you know they have had other homes, other loves, they are not all your dog they belong partly or wholly to someone else, Maysie is our dog when we all go over rainbow bridge she will choose to be with me, devotion is too weak a word for what she feels for me and Hooch and even the other humans are ok. I truly wish her happiness in life and I will try my hardest to make her happy with the small things she wants. Thanks
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