What seems like a long time ago in the summer, we received a dog that weighed less than any other we've ever had in. At just 12kg, Missie was 0.2kg lighter than Hope was on arrival, and I'm sure you can all remember the horror photos of her, well this is how Missie looked when she arrived:
The difference between the two was that Missie was very young. She didn't appear as frail as Hope, but her strength was very soon to run out.
One Saturday a few days after she'd arrived, Missie hit rock bottom and I had to rush her to the vets. She wasn't eating and has sickness and diarrhoea. I was extremely worried, and feared the worst, but remarkably with medication to rehydrate her and antibiotics, she made a dramatic recovery. After giving us all such a scare she came home with us to recuperate..... Her life was about to begin.
Whilst staying with us, Missie learnt how to play and made great friends with the other dogs. She showed her mischievous side and was often the instigator in all the games. She especially seemed to like pestering the boys, and as her confidence grew so did her weight.
Then one day I got a phone call from a great family that had already provided a great home for Woody (2) having originally found him in woods and after handing him in as a stray soon came back to get him as they couldn't bare the thought of him not having a home.
I knew instantly that this was Missie's chance and that I had to let her go.
The original meeting went brilliantly, so brilliantly in fact that Missie didn't come home with me. She stayed with her new brother. The bond was instant, as if they'd been meant to be, and she settled into home life as if she had always been there.
I think of her quite a lot, for a while she was with me so much, coming to work every day, but seeing photos of these two looking so content and happy make me smile. What a turn around, and what a dog!
The difference between the two was that Missie was very young. She didn't appear as frail as Hope, but her strength was very soon to run out.
One Saturday a few days after she'd arrived, Missie hit rock bottom and I had to rush her to the vets. She wasn't eating and has sickness and diarrhoea. I was extremely worried, and feared the worst, but remarkably with medication to rehydrate her and antibiotics, she made a dramatic recovery. After giving us all such a scare she came home with us to recuperate..... Her life was about to begin.
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| Taken during a BBQ at our house! |
Then one day I got a phone call from a great family that had already provided a great home for Woody (2) having originally found him in woods and after handing him in as a stray soon came back to get him as they couldn't bare the thought of him not having a home.
I knew instantly that this was Missie's chance and that I had to let her go.
The original meeting went brilliantly, so brilliantly in fact that Missie didn't come home with me. She stayed with her new brother. The bond was instant, as if they'd been meant to be, and she settled into home life as if she had always been there.
I think of her quite a lot, for a while she was with me so much, coming to work every day, but seeing photos of these two looking so content and happy make me smile. What a turn around, and what a dog!
