A Little Chocolate Colored Doggie

Seems dogs come and go around here these days. Since we've been back from our furlough we've had quite the rotation of dogs coming and going. When we first arrived there were five little puppies awaiting us.

Quite as they were, we weren't too interested in keeping any of them. A neighbor's mother decided to take four, leaving us with Spunky, Wishbone and one little cream colored pup.

Two's company, and three can be a crowd. But seemed the puppy was here to stay. Then one evening she didn't eat her supper and by the next day it was apparent something was wrong with the little thing. I worked hard to force feed broth and give her lots of liquids as well as meds for diarrhea. There is a vet who comes to town on the weekends. I figured if we could nurse her through, I'd take her to the see the man. Sadly, we woke up on the second morning to find she had passed away in the night.

Sadly, there are many little things that could have happened to her and dogs just don't have the luxuries they do in the USA with vaccines and meds and vets all easy and readily available.

Wishbone didn't seem to mind that all the puppies were gone. She wasn't too keen on all the attention they were taking from her. Alas our house was quiet for about a week before this little brown thing showed up.

She's friendly and fairly well behaved. I had quite the time trying to give her a first bath. I never heard such squealing in all my life. She has big feet and I'm afraid she's going to be a tall dog. It's been a good week now, and I guess she's a keeper.

Sadly there are so many stray, homeless dogs all over our town. People randomly throw out female pups or haul them off to the "woods." Interestingly it seems that most people have some inadvertent fear of putting an animal to sleep to control the population and few take the time or $ to "fix" a cat or dog.

Perhaps this is my new quest in life... taking in strays.

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