Second chi at life
April 06, 2010 • Rescue
Guest Blogger: Francesca Solara
Hi Everyone, this is Francesca…my Mommie wrote the winning poem about me! WINNING STORY HERE. I am a 10-12 year old senior Chihuahua who was at the IAC Shelter in early March. I am really confused about how I got there, I was so underweight, wormy and in pain that it’s all a little fuzzy…something about two men in a truck… Anyway, the IAC Officer Miss Judy put ads on all the lost pet lists, held me at the shelter trying desperately to find my owner. I didn’t have any tags or anything, just a yucky old collar. The IAC Officer Miss Judy asked around to see if anyone might want to help me because no one claimed me. I was really scared…I felt like something terrible was going to happen to me. No one was coming and I could hear the Animal Control Officer telling people that no one claimed me.
One day a nice lady named JoAnn came. She very gently picked me up from Animal Control. She had such a kind look on her face, this couldn’t possibly be the end could it? She seemed to nice to hurt me. She took me in the car… Oh no, please, not another car ride, this always ends badly for me! We only drove a short way, she must have know I was scared, because she held me the whole time. We got out and she was carrying me to a building- Oh, no, not again. How many more places am I going to be kicked around and mistreated. The last few days have been ok for me, even if they were in an Animal Shelter.
At least someone talked nicely, held me, gave me regular meals and water, it was even clean water. At this new building, a lady came to the door to meet us. She was smiling from ear to ear. She was beaming with happiness, that made me happy too. I was so happy I jumped out of JoAnn’s hands right into the strange ladies outstretched arms! The look on her face was so sweet- this couldn’t possibly be a bad person. I started licking her face. I think she liked it! She pulled me close and whispered to me not to worry anymore, she would take care of me. They talked for a couple of minutes and while they were talking I was looking around. THIS was definitely heaven! Maybe I died and just didn’t know it yet.
Everything a pet could want was in this place. I could smell treats and food everywhere. There was even a older brother for me to play with, his name is Alfie. He is a Parson’s Jack Russell Terrier. JoAnn left me there with the new lady- Wow, things could be looking up for me! I heard my new Mommie call someone on the phone- it was called the Sanctuary for Senior Dogs. Oh no, she’s not going to keep me? My little Chihuahua heart just sank. They were talking and talking, I heard the words Vet and Dr. Bob…Oh boy, here we go. She’s going to find out that someone hurt me very badly and then she won’t want me either.
I also heard them say that I am a “Sanctuary Dog” and this new Mommie was my Foster Mommie, but I don’t want to leave her. I think I love her already and that she and Alfie love me too!
Well, I went to Dr. Bob and he checked me out and gave me chicken, real chicken as a treat! I had only one tooth left in my head, so I can’t eat cookies. He said I needed to gain some weight, I had worms and I have never been spayed, whatever that means. Everyone was happy! They really didn’t know I was trying to hide what was wrong with me.
A couple days later, I had really bad pain. I was almost passing out it was so bad, I couldn’t breathe right and felt like I couldn’t go on. My new Mommie was crying and she ran out of her store with me in the baby sling and took me to the Dr. Bob place… she cried all the way. I felt like I had to hang on because she loved me so much, no one ever had loved me like that, at least not for a very long time. They said I had to stay at the Dr. Bob place. My Mommie was crying and said goodbye to me…I wanted to tell her what was wrong, what had happened to me before so I could be fixed, but I couldn’t. They took very good care of me there and I had to take some yucky stuff and do an X-ray. Then they saw what was wrong with me! I hope my new Mommie is still going to want me when she finds out. I was hurt really badly in the past. I had to stay overnight, but my mommie was there first thing in the morning to get me and take me home. She doesn’t care that I have a bad back! I can’t believe it! She still loves me anyway. We went back to the store, put on my turtle robe, everyone came to see how I was and even Alfie was glad to see me! I am a lucky little Chihuahua!
Well, everyone- that’s my story. Please do something, anything to help a poor dog like me if you see one of us who has been abandoned or needs help. See how great I turned out!
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