A lady came in to the vet clinic about 7 weeks ago. The usual scenario. Ask about the dogs past. What it eats, any health problems it might have. What vaccinations it’s received, etc… Determining the pet needed vaccinations, worming and a heart worm test. The pet was left for the day. It’s name was, Blossom. The tiny little pint-sized pooch, should have appropriately been named, Cujo! Not a very friendly character. She was hard to handle. We could tell she was scared. Reaching in to the kennel after her, was like putting your hands in a meat grinder.
It didn’t take long for the ACA’s to calm her down. She was given a health exam, vaccinations, etc…The owner was called at the end of the day. The person on the end of the line, said, we don’t have a dog. Really? The Customer Care Specialist was confused. When folks drop off a pet, we repeat the number back to them, to insure it is correct. She said the couple that dropped off the pet acted weird. Thinking back on it, thought they meant not to come back for the dog. This was seemingly, the first abandonment for the new clinic. Blossom was bedded down for the night. They called the owners the next day. No answer.
She was there for several days. Each day, they tried to contact the owners. Still no answer. The Dr. decided they weren’t coming back for her. One of the girls up-front told her I was looking for a play-mate for Minnie. She asked me if I wanted to adopt her. I quickly said, no! I don’t need an other dog. Not to mention, the dog was scared and mean. It was hard to leash her and take her for a walk. She was frightened of everyone. When you tried to catch her, she rolled over on her back and would pee all over her self. She did get use to the kennel attendants walking her daily. A few days rocked on by. Deciding to give her a try. I looped her in the kennel and took her to the grooming department.
I kept her on the end of a leash for a day or so. I wanted to be able to grab her, put her in my lap and pet her easily. She was like a snapping turtle, but it didn’t take long before she warmed up to me. She soon learned, I wasn’t going to hurt her. I let her off the leash. She followed me around the shop, resting under my feet when I was idle. I put her in my lap while working at the computer in the evenings. She seemed to enjoy a nice warm lap. To my surprise, she was becoming less tame to the attendants that had taken care of her previously. She started snapping at them, as she was in the beginning. We didn’t let her run the show. I handed her off to everyone in the shop. I didn’t want her picking and choosing who she let touch her.
Before long, I decided to adopt her. I started taking Minnie to the shop. I wanted to be sure they would get along. Minnie has been around for nearly 3 years. She’s the boss! Minnie didn’t like her at first. It took a couple of days for Minnie to get use to her. They played under our feet. Running back and forth on the shop floor and curling up to sleep when they tired out from exhaustion. I told the Dr. I was going to adopt her. Our company has a policy. The pet has to remain in our care for 30 days. We, then, send a certified letter to the owners. If they do not respond with-in ten days, I can take her home.
She has a new home. I named her, Mouse. The first night I brought her home, she pooped on the living-room floor. I noticed it, said in a stern voice, that’s not nice! She immediately coward, rolled over on her back and screamed. I figured out why she was scared after that. She probably wasn’t house broke. Her previous owners must have whipped her when she did that. Later on that evening. My grand-daughter took her to her room. She set her on the bed, my grand daughter let out a blood curdling scream. The dog urinated on her bed. I just laughed.
Makayla changed her sheets. She kept her in the room, in spite of it all. I wanted her to be responsible. She wanted the new pet, for her very own. The next day I took her to the shop. She loved the car ride. She sat in my lap all the way to work. Later that evening, we arrived home. It wasn’t a repeat from the night before. The dog settled in like she’d been raised there. Makayla bedded her down for the night. She let her outside in the morming. She hasn’t eliminated in our house since the first night. She follows the other dogs out the door. She’s a quick study and extremely smart. Her and Minnie, have become the best of friends. She’s taking a little longer to warm up to my husband, than anticipated. She’ll come around.