JustAnotherNut
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I recently had to put my precious little girl down. She was barely breathing, she was pooping black tar. I could not bear to see her struggling for every breath knowing that nothing would help her.
When she was given that first shot, the one to relax her, she was afraid. There was panic in her eyes. I held her close and told her to stay close to me. We would be together forever. Then they gave her the second shot and she was gone. I still miss her terribly.
As chance would have it. I was at the vet's office meeting a friend with his dog. I saw this little poodle. He was emaciated, the smell coming from his infected ears make most people gag. I said "If no one wants you, call me." I thought he was a rescue with his new mom. He was with a vet tech. She handed me his leash and said "Here you go." Henry was indeed a rescue looking for a forever home. He has one tooth in his head. I have to medicate his ears twice a day. He doesn't bark. He doesn't give kisses. He does cuddle, all the time. For weeks he wouldn't even ask for food. Now he will give a very low and polite "wuff". He knows what snacks are and will give a hopeful look to get one. He's never pushy.
I miss my little girl so much. She was with me her whole life since she was a tiny puppy. Henry gives me something to do. I again have someone to care for. He needs to be fed, walked, petted, cuddled, and medicated.
That is wonderful that you took Henry home. He is learning to love & trust again. He won't replace your little girl dog, but will give you every reason to love him in his own right.