Sunday, October 2, 2011
Scamp's Rescue Story..................by Lisa of OBX Puparazzi
An acquaintance of ours had a lab mix dog that had a litter of puppies, and we got to take a peek at them while visiting. At the time, the puppies were 2 weeks old, and one seemed to have some trouble with a hind leg. I pointed it out to the owner, who assured me they would have the pup checked out.
When we stopped by a week later, I peeked in at the pups again. The one with the injured hind leg was now just a fur covered skeleton, unable to compete with her siblings for food. The owner told me that she was getting better and trying to put weight on her leg. After a quick consult with my husband, we agreed to ask for her. The owner, who apparently knew nothing about dogs, agreed to us taking the 3-week-old puppy.
Under any other circumstances, we would not have taken the pup away from her mother at such a young age, but we felt that at least we could take her to the vet and end her suffering. The vet looked at her and told us that there was a good chance, since she was so young, that her leg would heal. We eagerly agreed to the treatment plan, since it was so much better than what we had been expecting to hear. The vet put a tiny cast on her leg, and we took the tiny handful home.
She weighed 1.6 pounds, so she was just a handful. Too tiny for a collar, we put a hair scrunchie around her neck. We fed her frequent small meals, watching her blow up like a balloon when she ate, to return to skin and bones by the next meal. She was a determined little pup, and she started growing again on a regular schedule of around-the-clock meals.
She wasn’t allowed to put weight on that leg; so she spent most of her time being held or penned in a small laundry basket. We carried her everywhere with us, and people absolutely adored her. In total, because of her growing, she had 5 different casts in 6 weeks!
About the time she was finally freed from her final cast, we heard from a friend that her former owner couldn’t find a home for the last pup left and intended to abandon her along the highway, feeling that someone would pick her up. We drove over to his place and told him that Scamp needed a playmate and we’d take her sister. Dave named the sister Corky, after a dog from his childhood.
Corky was just what Scamp needed, encouraging her to run and exercise her newly healed leg. Being Labrador mixes, they loved the pond in our yard, using the waterfall like their personal water slide.
While Scamp and Corky were not our first rescued dogs, they have formed the foundation of the current pack at our house, and they are very good at helping us rehabilitate other dogs we foster.
Scamp and Corky