So two years ago, we rescued our Crazy Daisy. Pregnant, crazy, you name it (you can read previous posts about her). She was literally insane. She delivered 10 puppies, but we lost 3 within the first two days. So 7 survived. It's funny because when I rescue, I'm always sad then I never get to see my dogs as puppies, no pictures, nothing. However, seeing Daisy's puppies in action, I realized God blessed me by giving her to me at a year, rather than 2 months!!!
So we found homes for them all. All, which I believed to be great homes. However, Cali got a tough break. Her first family didn't take care of her, and after countless calls from Animal Control, the last one finally did it for us. This time she got out of the yard and was running loose up Preston Road.
The family that found her, adored her, and asked if they could take her. I asked them to fill out an application, and they seemed like a great fit. Well fast forward six months, and I got a phone call. They were moving to St. Louis, and apparently St. Louis doesn't accept dogs, or something like that. So they didn't want to take her with them. It's our obligation as fosters to take her back.
She was in heaven here...loved our dogs, loved having two people around that cared about her. She was simply in HEAVEN. Well we didn't get her to the vet to do a normal check-up because Baxter derailed us. Finally a month after getting her, we took her in for a quick check-up because we had hit the jackpot with a new home.
We were suddenly halted, when we found out she had heart worms. Yep, the people who swore up and down they had kept her on preventative, must not have. Our poor Cali has to sit in a crate for the next four weeks, after a horrible treatment.
Poor girl can't cut a break if she tried. Hopefully after this, we can find another jackpot home, and she'll be on her way to living a fabulous rest of her life!
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